This is not a kiss at all, everything is like a storm, and the rain is about to come.

However, this kiss was too sudden, so sudden that Jing Yiren simply couldn't accept it.

She put her hands between her and Dongfang Yanhe's chest, trying to push her away with strength, but there is a huge gap in strength between men and women, how could she easily push away his shackles.

"Well……"

Amid Jing Yiren's resistance, the kiss was deepening bit by bit. The strong smell of alcohol in Dongfang Yanhe's mouth completely entered Jing Yiren's mouth, which made Jing Yiren frown involuntarily. .

However, all this was just the beginning, the more she resisted, the tougher his actions became.

In the end, he directly picked her up and threw her on the bed.

His movements are smooth and smooth, his expression has not changed, and his eyes are still cold.

He was clearly doing the most intimate movements, but he couldn't feel any warmth on his body.

Just as Jing Yiren got off the bed, she couldn't stop retreating towards the edge of the bed. The kiss just now made his voice tremble a little, "Be sober, do you know what you are doing... "

Dongfang Yanhe hooked his lips and flashed a bloodthirsty smile, "What do you think?"

Immediately afterwards, he leaned down to her again and kissed her again.

This time the kiss was even more violent than the last time, but Jing Yiren was forced to bear it, how could it be willing.

After several struggles and unable to escape from Dongfang Yanhe, Jing Yiren bit his lip forcefully.

She didn't have time to think about it too much, so she used a lot of force, and at this moment, the smell of blood rushed to the mouths of the two of them.

However, her resistance was still useless, even so, there was still no way to stop Dongfang Yanhe's actions.

He held her face with his callused hands, forcing her to lean towards him, and then deepened the kiss bit by bit while the smell of blood permeated.

Everything seems to have been turned upside down, left and right, and there is no boundary between false and real.

Jing Yiren couldn't help thinking, if all this was just a nightmare, how wonderful it would be.

But this is the fact, the fact that makes people fall into the whirlpool.

I don't know how long it took before the kiss finally ended.

Dongfang Yanhe's mouth was bitten by Jing Yiren, the wound was at the corner of his mouth, and he felt a sense of exhaustion inexplicably.

A good-looking person has an advantage, not to mention his face can be called a god.

Even the undisguised aggressiveness in those eyes seems to be beautified a lot.

It's just that in this situation, Jing Yiren couldn't even breathe smoothly, so how could he have the time to appreciate his face.

"You let me go..."

Dongfang Yanhe tightly held her wrists with one hand, and then started to unbutton her clothes with the other hand.

His movements were so slow that no one could feel any emotion. Everything was as cold and frightening as the temperature of her fingertips.

"I said... let me go."

This kind of action will not make people feel lingering or lingering, but only endless humiliation.

Seeing that Dongfang Yanhe's movements did not stop at all, Jing Yiren inadvertently increased the decibel, "Let me go!"

She was really scared, so afraid that even her body couldn't stop shaking. It was obviously Dongfang Yanhe in front of her, but it seemed that it was no longer him.

This time, Dongfang Yanhe finally let go of her hand.

After the crisis was resolved, Jing Yiren was so relieved that tears fell down involuntarily.

It's just that Dongfang Yanhe wiped away the big teardrops before they had time to slide down her cheeks.

It was still the same pair of calloused hands, but his movements this time were obviously much gentler.

"What are you crying for?"

The more this happened, Jing Yiren cried even harder.

Dongfang Yanhe lowered his hands and hugged her tightly, "Don't cry anymore, okay?"

Jing Yiren couldn't tell the reason for Dongfang Yanhe's sudden personality change.

Could it be because of her tears, but she ruthlessly dismissed this idea as soon as it came up.

She thought it was probably because he was really drunk.

The feeling of hangover is not good, but everything seems to be unexplained by just hangover.

Early the next morning, Jing Yiren still patiently made sober soup for Dongfang Yanhe.

Doudou went to kindergarten by school bus today, so Jing Yiren also freed up more time.

After making the hangover soup, she sat on the edge of the bed and looked at Dongfang Yanhe motionlessly. His sleeping face was not as distanced as usual, and the black hair hanging on his forehead looked inexplicably green on the contrary. Quite a lot.

Even taking his appearance and saying that he is a college student who has just left school, there must be people who believe him.

But last night... Thinking of those unpleasant memories, it seemed that a dark cloud shrouded Jing Yi's heart, and she couldn't help pursing her lips.

At this moment, under the increasingly abundant sunlight, Dongfang Yanhe finally woke up.

His head was hurting, probably from a hangover.

This memory has been torn into small fragments, there are screams of women, and blurred lights in the bar, but it seems that none of these can form a complete memory.

As soon as Dongfang Yanhe opened his eyes, he saw Jing Yiren looking at him.

He was obviously delusional about himself, but there seemed to be no fixed point in his eyes, and those eyes that he loved the most had become a pool of stagnant water.

Jing Yiren didn't respond to him, but directly brought over the hangover soup, "Hurry up and drink it? It won't be good if it gets cold."

"Ah."

Dongfang Yanhe nodded, sipping the soup with Jing Yiren's hand.

"What happened last night..."

After drinking the soup, Dongfang Yanhe just wanted to ask, when Jing Yiren shook his head.

"It's over, and I don't want to recall it anymore."

After finishing speaking, he began to pack the tableware, turned around and went straight out the door.

Obviously everything is still the same as usual, but it seems that something has changed completely.

Dongfang Yanhe spoke and stopped Jing Yiren, "Yiren."

"what happened?"

Jing Yiren turned her head, her eyes were clear, but she didn't have any extra emotions.

"I was drunk last night. I'm sorry if I did something impulsive."

"It's okay, I've already forgotten."

After finishing speaking, Jing Yiren stopped walking again after walking a few steps.

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