Lao Gong always dislikes my face [Entertainment]

There are four fitting rooms in total, three are open and only one is closed.

Shao Jixun walked over and knocked on the door, "Jiang Ruo, come out."

The door opened a thin crack, and a slender jade-like hand grabbed Shao Jixun's arm, pulled him closer to the fitting room, and pressed him against the fitting room door.

Shao Jixun didn't realize it for a while, looking at Jiang Ruo in front of him wearing a black gauze pajamas, his white skin was as smooth as milk satin, making people want to touch and taste it.

Jiang Ruo slid his hands down the hem of Shao Jixun's shirt, wrapped around his waist, and pressed his whole body against his body, breathing heavily on Shao Jixun's neck, scorching hot.One leg was raised, rubbing lightly and sometimes heavily against the suit fabric on Shao Jixun's calf, and the tip of his toes raised his trousers, rubbing against the slightly rough skin without hindrance.

Shao Jixun's breathing became more and more rapid, his eyes were so deep that he wanted to suck people in.

He thought of another face that would hold him and smile slightly at him.He pushed Jiang Ruo away and roared in a low voice, "Jiang Ruo! What are you doing!"

Suddenly being pushed, Jiang Ruo, who was unable to stand still, bumped into the door of the fitting room, and a bloodstain was drawn on his arm by the hook, flowing down the white and tender skin, dyeing the black tulle red.Jiang Ruo frowned, endured the pain, and kept cursing Shao Jixun in his heart.

He raised his head slowly, showed a pale smile, and said innocently, "Let you choose pajamas for me."

Shao Jixun's eyes were almost stained red by that streak of blood, and the rage that surged just now dissipated without a trace.He wanted to open his mouth to let Jiang Ruo feel to deal with the wound, but he had to continue the anger just now. If he didn't speak clearly, such things would happen again in the future, and it was hard to prevent and stop.

Shao Jixun turned his head to the side, stopped looking at Jiang Ruo, and put his eyes on the pile of sexy pajamas and underwear, with a complicated expression and a faint voice, "Jiang Ruo, don't waste your time on me, what do you want? , I know, I can't give it either."

Jiang Ruo sneered and said, "I can't give it...to whom?"

Shao Jixun remained silent.

Jiang Ruo was powerless and leaned against the door panel, letting the blood flow from the wound, "Mr. Shao, the reaction just now can't fool anyone."

Shao Jixun's eyes were cold, he looked at Jiang Ruo without warmth, and said indifferently: "No matter who rubs against this kind of place, there will be a reaction."

Jiang Ruo twitched his lips, too lazy to expose his lies.

What a bullshit excuse, it won't change for a hundred years.

Shao Jixun didn't dare to recall the reaction just now, frowned, and said coldly: "I don't like your face, it's easy to get bored."

Jiang Ruo's face froze instantly, his fists were clenched tightly, his body trembled, and blood surged all over his body.Thinking of the words that lingered in his heart like a magic sound every day, he was tortured so much that life would be worse than death.

Similar words were also spoken from Shao Jixun's mouth, with the same face of dislike for him.The difference is that today's Shao Jixun is much gentler than he was back then.

Due to the force of the fingers, the blood vessels swelled, and the blood flow in the wound became more and more rapid.

Shao Jixun: "You..."

Jiang Ruo interrupted the words as soon as he spoke.

I'm really afraid that he will say more hurtful words, that heart full of scars, broken and sticky can't stand his spoiling and belittling like this.

Jiang Ruo raised his head, smiled, flamboyant, reckless and bright, looked Shao Jixun up and down, and said indifferently: "Really? What a coincidence, I don't like your face either, it's too boring. But, this It doesn't affect my interest in other aspects of you."

The blood on the arm flowed more and more, and Jiang Ruo's face became paler and paler.Shao Jixun frowned, and said no more, "Change your clothes, I'll wait for you outside."

Jiang Ruo, who was alone in the fitting room, looked at the bleeding wound on his arm, remembered Shao Jixun's reaction just now, felt contemptuous in his heart, and smiled coldly: I hope you can hold on longer.