Zijing looked at the banknotes thrown on her and smiled to herself, feeling particularly sad.
Why does it become like this...
Could it be that... there was really no future between her and Su Huang
What does Su Huang have to do before he is willing to forgive her...
The more Zijin thinks about it, the more desperate she becomes...
This winter night is long and I can't wait until dawn.
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Su Huang didn't leave. He sat on the stone steps outside the inn door, expressionless until dawn.
My heart still hurts like that.
It felt like I had been delayed all night, but I could still clearly feel the pain still getting deeper and deeper.
When he left, the scene where Zijing looked at him with tearful eyes and pain, seemed to be in extreme pain, and it looked real.
But Su Huang knew it was false.
But he was really in terrible pain, no matter how much he drank, it still hurt.
Bauhinia is his calamity. Once he is contaminated with it, he cannot escape it.
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The next morning, Bai Ling woke up in a daze, feeling that she was being pressed and out of breath. She opened her eyes in confusion and touched randomly. Suddenly she realized something and stopped.
Bai Ling's little face turned red little by little. She woke up in Jing Che's arms. Jing Che's chest was very broad and thick. Her cheek was pressed against his chest and she could hear clearly. The sound of his strong heartbeat, thumping, thumping, and the light breathing of Jing Che coming from above his head, just listening to it made Bai Ling feel like he was blushing and heartbeating.
Bai Ling stretched out her little hand and carefully placed it on Jing Che's chest, breathing close to his chest, as if this could get closer to his heart.
Then the other small hand gently placed on Jing Che's waist, wanting to hug Jing Che tightly.
But as soon as she put her hand up, a warm big hand held down her small hand. Immediately afterwards, Jing Che turned over and pressed her under him. Jing Che stared straight at her with his deep eyes. She was naked, her voice was hoarse and low as if she had just woken up, mixed with a bit of low breathing, and sounded very sexy and sultry, "What are you touching?"
Bai Ling blushed and argued: "No, there is..."
Jing Che stared at her: "No, or yes?"
Hearing this, Bai Ling was stunned for a moment. When he realized that Jing Che was seeing her stuttering and teasing her, he became even more embarrassed. He pursed his lips and spoke clearly, "I, I didn't..."
Jing Che looked at her rosy little face, raised the corners of her lips, and smiled faintly.
Bai Ling was fascinated by his faint smile. When she reacted, Jing Che had already stolen a kiss on her lips, and Jing Che's breath was still lingering on her lips, which smelled very good.
Bai Ling lowered his head in embarrassment, but while she was squirming, Jing Che had already gotten up and stood beside the bed to change clothes in front of her. Every movement was natural and handsome. Bai Ling secretly watched, I like it but I'm embarrassed.
Jing Che said, "You can sleep for a while longer, and I'll ask the waiter to prepare the meal."
Bai Ling whispered "Yeah", and when Jing Che walked out, she couldn't fall asleep anymore. She turned over on the bed several times, but finally couldn't help rubbing her eyes and got up. After washing up and changing clothes, , sat obediently at the table and waited for Jing Che to come back.
However, Jing Che didn't go out for too long. Not long after, Jing Che asked the waiter to come in with food.