Has the wolfish president had enough trouble?

"Huh?" Her eyes flickered, Lan Jingyi's brain finally started to function, and Jiang Junyue's words made her blush unconsciously, as if she would not be reserved after letting him in.

"So, why don't we make the relationship clearer, so that you can come in and out of my apartment freely."

"Jiang Junyue, are you going to propose to me?" With tears in her eyes, she suddenly felt ridiculous. Just when she decided to leave him, he actually proposed to her, as if he had never wanted to The reason why the one who married her wanted to be with her was that she wanted her to be his wife, she knew.

"Why, you don't want to?" He stopped, grabbed her hand domineeringly, and then conjured up a delicate red box with his other hand, opened it, took out the ring in the box, and threw it at her. The gesture was not gentle at all, on the contrary, it was a bit rough, but his eyes were very serious and focused.

The moment the ring was put between her fingers, her fingers trembled, her body trembled, and her heart trembled even more.

On the ring finger of her left hand, Jiang Junyue had settled on an engagement ring without any waste, and even she hadn't agreed yet.

The moisture in her eyes became even more moist, and Lan Jingyi suddenly realized that at the moment he put the ring on her, she was not disgusted at all, and she didn't even think of Jian Feili at that moment.

"Okay, from now on you can freely come in and out of my small apartment with me, hey, don't be in a daze, let's go."

Is there such a proposal?

From the beginning to the end, he was singing a one-man show alone, and she never promised him a word at all.

But when he took her hand and walked towards the small apartment, her lips moved again and again, but she couldn't say a word of objection.

The palms of her hands felt wet, and when the wind blew, it stirred up a ripple in the lake in her heart, which slowly spread and did not dissipate for a long time.

Is this love?

This was a completely different feeling from what Jian Feili gave her.

The speed of that heartbeat is indescribable.

The deer in her heart kept bumping, she shook his big hand back, and suddenly said softly: "Qingqing..."

"Huh?" He pulled her into the elevator, rested his chin on her forehead, and murmured hoarsely.

"Do you really want to marry me?"

"..." He didn't say a word, but kept rubbing his chin on her forehead, his movements were so gentle that he didn't speak.

"It's fine if I promise you, but I have one condition."

The air suddenly became thinner, and even Lan Jingyi felt a little suffocated after speaking.

Jiang Junyue licked his thin lips, then smiled, "Speak, I'm listening."

"Give me back that key chain, and I'll promise you."

"I lost it." Jiang Junyue's face darkened.

"I won't agree if you don't give it to me." Lan Jingyi pouted, turned her head to one side, and also blocked his gently rubbing chin.

"What do you want that for? Why, still thinking about that Jian Feili?"

"If I want to end it, I will end it myself. You keep it, what's the matter, isn't it?"

"If I give it to you, you will end with him completely?"

Lan Jingyi blinked and didn't make a sound, but her heart ached again and again, just because the light that flashed in Jiang Junyue's eyes was so bright that it made her fascinated.

She found that she really fell in love with him.

She would be distraught at his every little expression and movement.

That was the feeling that Jian Feili had never given her.

"Okay, come with me." A beautiful snap of his fingers, just as the elevator door opened, he took her hand and walked out of the elevator, went straight to the door of the small apartment, before pressing the password, Lan Jingyi immediately said: "I'll come "This door may be the last time she opened it with her own hands, and in the future, it will never happen again, never again.

When the door opens, everything is familiar.

Jiang Junyue went straight to the bedroom as soon as he entered the door, "Hey, why are you going?"

However, when she chased after him, the man seemed to be juggling again, and suddenly there was a key chain in his hand, wasn't it the one that Jian Feili gave her?

Sure enough, nothing was lost at all.

Lan Jingyi stretched out her hand and snatched her away, "Bad guy, you lied to me." Raindrops of fists fell on his body, and he didn't hide, grabbing her for a while, and the two of them lay down on the big bed together, but, This time, he is at the bottom and she is at the top.

The sexy thin lips parted slightly, as if tempting her to kiss her.

His good-looking face is in the bottom of eyes and brows. In Lan Jingyi's mind, the scenes from the moment he met him are rewinding like a rewind, very beautiful and romantic.

If this is the last night with him, then she wants it to be a lingering night and only give him herself.

give him.

The red lips fell gently, and for the first time, Lan Jingyi took the initiative...

I just want to give myself to him, give it completely, and leave nothing.

In love with him?

Seems to be really in love.

After this night, she still had to go back to loneliness after all, that was her fate, and she couldn't escape.

Who is it, write the song of love.

I think, I love you.

But you, do you love me?

……

Lan Jingyi was on the mattress, lying there tired, not wanting to move anymore, she was tired, extremely tired.

Lan Jingyi slowly closed her eyes, and while breathing lightly, she quietly drifted away, as if she was asleep, or just dreaming a charming dream.

Supporting his body with one hand, Jiang Junyue tilted his head and looked at Lan Jingyi, who seemed to be asleep in his arms. The little face was still blushing, and there was a hint of coquettishness in the blushing. She and his first Once in the hotel, she 'seduced' him, but the second time he raped her, this time, it was her...

It was really her initiative.

Jiang Junyue frowned. It is very common for a woman to take the initiative, but if this woman is Lan Jingyi, it is not normal.

Last time, if it wasn't for her superior physical strength, she wouldn't have let him eat her at all. Whenever she recalled her resistance like a small animal, a flame would grow in his body, "little thing, Are you playing some games with me again?" He was talking to himself, but his brain couldn't stop thinking.

His fingers slid across her cheeks one after another. She was really asleep, but she didn't respond at all.

Jiang Junyue moved his hands away, got out of bed quietly, took out his mobile phone and walked steadily into the balcony.

In the night, the wind was just right, and it gently brushed over his wheat-colored skin that was exposed outside the morning coat. Jiang Junyue spread the phone in the palm of his hand, pressed a shortcut key, and Jiang Han picked it up, "Go and check me Did Mom call her today?" After lazily giving instructions, he hung up immediately, without even waiting for Jiang Han's answer, which is his usual style.