"I'll go over there for a moment." Jing Rong said to the female classmate behind him. He exerted a little force with his hand, pressed the button on the wheelchair, and was about to move towards the figure.
However, before he could move, another voice came softly.
"Yanzhi." A very beautiful woman, wearing high heels, walked towards him. This woman was a completely different type from the teacher he had met before.
They're both beautiful, but this one looks more comfortable.
On the night of New Year's Eve, he went out on a date at the last minute, and the person he met was her
Jing Rong thought about it and stopped what he was doing.
The female classmate behind me asked, "Do you want to go over? I'll push you over."
"No need." Jing Rong shook his head. When he looked up again, he saw the man leaning over and kissing the woman on the lips.
Jing Rong turned away, his face showing a layer of coldness. Inexplicably, a bad feeling of being fooled surged into his heart, and then, more complicated emotions climbed up.
He pushed the wheelchair by himself and turned to go in another direction.
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After Jingyu came back from the hospital, he had been waiting for that person to come and see him.
He will show up.
This time, maybe it will be their last time.
It’s good to meet each other and have some interactions.
She waited for the whole afternoon, but he didn't come. In the evening, Jingyu finally got tired of waiting and went back to her room to take a shower.
While drying my hair, I turned around and looked at the few simple items in the cupboard, and I couldn't help feeling sour.
Staying alone in this cold house for a while, she felt like she was in a cage. She wanted to leave here desperately, but now that she was about to leave, she was inexplicably reluctant to leave.
She knew very well whether she was reluctant to leave this place or reluctant to leave someone.
Putting down the towel, she dragged out the suitcase, then opened the cupboard, picked out the clothes one by one, and folded them on the bed.
Heavy heart.
There are all kinds of thoughts in my mind.
The past, present and future are all randomly intertwined.
She was so focused on her thoughts that she didn't notice the car horn downstairs, nor did she notice that there was a figure standing at the door, looking at her for a long time.
Yu Zeyao looked at her movements coldly. The folded clothes showed her eagerness to leave.
Jing Yu seemed to finally sense something and suddenly raised his head. The two of them were not too far away from each other, and their eyes met. She trembled, clenched the clothes in her hands tighter, and her heart twisted into a ball.
Yu Zeyao finally couldn't bear it anymore, he walked a few steps forward, put one hand around her waist, put the other hand into her wet hair, supported the back of her head, brought her face close to him, and then, he pressed his cold lips against hers and kissed her hard.
I can't sink any further, it's time to end it...
But this is the last time! What's the harm in indulging yourself for the last time
In Jing Yu's painful heart, two voices kept pulling at her nerves and tearing at her heart. Finally, her emotions prevailed, and all her rationality was shattered by the cry of "the last time".
She sniffed and instinctively wrapped her arms around the man's neck. She opened her red lips slightly, letting his tongue entangle with hers.
He was drinking again.
The smell of alcohol was very strong. He seemed to have been having a hard time during this period, and every time he came here, he was reeking of alcohol.
Desire burst out more and more fiercely in despair and pain. Yu Zeyao seemed to want to vent something, and also seemed to be trying hard to grab something at the last moment. He rolled on her lips, sucking and biting. It was as if he wanted to take this person deeply into his body.
This way she won't leave!
This way she will completely belong to him!
All his inner torment turned into lust. He tore off her pajamas and hugged her as they fell into the big bed behind him...
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It was as if this was the last time they were entangled, and he didn't seem to be tired at all. Jing Yu couldn't bear it anymore and begged for mercy, but he didn't let her go.
By the time it was all over, she was lying on the bed, unable to move.
Her body was shaking violently, and the heat between her legs was still burning her.
She thought he would leave right after finishing like he did every time before, so she struggled to open her eyelashes slightly and pointed her finger at the head of the bed.
"Everything you want is there."
"Keys, unlock codes, cracking programs."
Her voice was light and broken.
Yu Zeyao ignored them, put one arm around her waist, held her hand with the other, turned her over and held her in his arms.
The familiar aura of the man made her deeply intoxicated. And the chest that always made her feel at ease...
There will never be another one.
"Just take a nap if you're tired." Yu Zeyao said in a hoarse voice.
Jing Yu's nose felt sore, and he clenched his hands on his chest. In the end, he didn't even put his arms around him.
She closed her eyes again and forced herself to fall asleep.
When I woke up, everything was over...
All the experiences during this period of time are probably just a dream.
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Wen Yanzhi returned home early.
However, Jing Rong was still wandering outside. When the clock pointed to 11 o'clock and Wen Yanzhi smoked his eighth cigarette, there was finally movement at the door.
Jingrong came in and smelled the smell of smoke in the room. He didn't stop, but pushed his wheelchair into the elevator.
Being completely ignored, Wen Yanzhi became furious.
Jing Rong went upstairs from the elevator, and he strode directly up the stairs. When the elevator reached the second floor, he blocked the door.
"Get out of the way." Jing Rong's face tightened when he saw him.
"Where have you been?" Wen Yanzhi asked. Damn it! He felt like a difficult woman! If any woman dared to question him like this before, he would have dumped her without saying a word.
Jing Rong was as aloof as usual and ignored him. He pushed the wheelchair out, and Wen Yan subconsciously dodged to his side, and he went back to his room.
Wen Yanzhi followed him and grabbed his wheelchair, "Why did you come back so late? What good can a man and a woman do in the middle of the night?"
Jing Rong turned his head, frowned, and stared at his hand that fell on his wheelchair, "Take your hand away!"
Although he was young, his tone of command was quite powerful. Wen Yan was startled and instinctively took his hand back.
Fuck! When did he become so useless that he was stunned by a little brat. If this matter were to be told to others, people would laugh at him!
With a low curse, he chased after him again.
Jing Rong just treated him as air, and Wen Yanzhi kept making trouble beside him. He wanted to change his clothes - his left hand was much better now, although he couldn't lift heavy objects, but changing clothes was no problem.
His fingers fell on the buttons of his shirt, but he didn't move. He just glanced coldly at the childish man who was holding on to his pajamas, "Why don't you go out?"
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