Accompanied by severe panting or painful groans from time to time...
Even the veil on the edge of the couch was inadvertently pulled down.
As if he was about to extinguish the red candle on the bedside table, and then he could clearly see that within the hazy curtain, either Bauhinia was sitting on Su Huang, or Su Huang was pressing back. Go up there and let no one go...
Don't let anyone have it easy...
The night is long, long and endless.
After dawn, it's a brand new day.
But when Su Huang pulled away from the bed, Zijin was already lying on the bed and had no energy to move. She grabbed the pillow to bury herself in the pillow, and then her tears fell silently with a low voice. Sobbing carefully, there was an indescribable discomfort spreading in my heart.
Su Huang stood beside the bed, lowered her eyes and said calmly while putting on her clothes: "What other tricks do you have?"
Zijing lay on the bed, bit her lip tightly, and finally exhaled slowly and uncomfortably, and asked softly: "Is it true... you won't believe me no matter what I do?"
Su Huang said calmly: "Yes."
Zijin was silent for a while, and finally sat up from the bed with great difficulty. Although her body was in pain, she still managed to put on clothes despite the pain. She raised her head and watched Su Huang turn around. She looked at His eyes slowly gathered traces of bitterness, but finally he slowly lowered his eyes. She cried in front of him many times, but when the pain was really terrible, she couldn't cry anymore.
She lowered her eyes and spoke softly, her tone with an incomprehensible lightness, but her voice was hoarse, "Su Huang, my purpose is to be reluctant to let you go, and I want to come back and sleep with you a few more times." , now I have slept enough, this time, I will really leave, you don’t need to chase me anymore.”
From the beginning to the end, she was the one who was wrong, and she was the one who wanted to give the last bit of pride to herself who was in pain and bruised all over.
She didn't want to leave in such a mess.
She had worked hard to fight for this relationship that she had once broken into pieces. She had tried every means, cried and made trouble. No matter how much Su Huang hated her and drove her away, she would shamelessly persist in clinging to him, but this time The hysterical love made her understand another truth thoroughly -
Sometimes, if you miss it, you miss it...
Su Huang will not wait for her.
His feelings for her only stayed in the past, and he would not give her another chance.
Just like he won't believe in himself anymore.
Even if the tears she shed were genuine, he would regard them as just her false feelings.
When she stood up, she felt dizzy and almost fainted. She stretched out her hand to hold the bedside table in front of her before she could stand still.
But the next moment, Su Huang turned around and came back, calmly looking directly at her standing by the bed, staring at her for a long time, and then lightly opened her thin lips almost sarcastically and said: "Have you slept enough?"
Zijing endured the pain under her body, gritted her teeth and said, "Yes."
"Then what do you take me for?" Su Huang pinched her chin, her eyes gradually became cold and cold, and every word she spoke was ice-cold.
"Isn't the prince the same?" Zi Jing's voice was soft, but also full of clear sarcasm. She looked directly at him and said: "Isn't the prince the same... What do you think of me..."
The four eyes faced each other, a mixture of sharp and indifferent streams of light.