Chapter 10 I'm not a quick meal

I wanted to get up slowly, but then I felt that my ankle was still hurting slightly.

However, Jiang Shenghai, the big villain, was still lying next to me. His breathing was much heavier than me. His skin was much darker than me. His hard nose and stylish chin... What am I doing...

What's so good about him?... But my eyes still secretly looked at this man who kept me being controlled by shame.

The thick eyelashes covered my fearful eyes and his desire-filled eyes, and his lips made me so angry...

From the layout of his home and his dressing style, we can see that he is a tough guy with a wealthy living environment and a unique taste.

When he first met him, his calm and restrained aura made people feel dangerous but couldn't help but stop for him.

But after I was rubbed and pinched by him, I decided that he was a wild wolf wearing modern civilization.

In this era, there may be many people willing to release their endless desires and one-night stands are already familiar to urban fast food men and women.

To me, it's not that

Maybe because of my development too early, my appearance and figure often attract the attention of men.

Those eyes once embarrassed me, I even hated my breasts that were too prominent, and even felt inferior because of this.

When I was still in middle school, sex was considered a sinful and shameful thing by me

Today, his sensitive body made me feel ashamed and ashamed

What is the difference between me like this and those fast food men and women?

As I thought about it, my tears unconsciously slid from the corners of my eyes...

The man's breath approached me, as if he felt my emotions. He licked the tears that were about to fall into my hairline.

Alas, OK baby

I'll take you home

His eyes were always staring at me, but I didn't look at him. I sat up and put on my bra, pushed my restless breasts in, and put my shoulder straps straight.

His hands were close to my back and he pushed the black hair scattered on his back to one side

I ignored him and continued to wear a T-shirt and tidy up my short skirt. My shoes were scattered on both sides of the sofa. I was about to bypass him and wear my high heels.

But he went down first to get a pair of slippers and put them on my feet...

I'm size 36, and those shoes look bigger than my dad's shoes!

Forget it, let's do it first

Sitting on the sofa, I picked up my bag and wanted to stand up and say something harsh to the man, but he picked me up without my consent.

Now I am like a little firecracker, and it will burn at a glance. I know that my eyes are definitely very bright at this moment! It’s going to spit fire!

He looked at me helplessly: Your feet still hurt, okay?

...I endure it. Anyway, I will never see you again from the bridge and the road to the bridge and the road to the bridge and the road to the bridge and the road to the bridge and the road to the bridge and the road to the bridge and the road to the bridge and the road to the bridge and the road to the bridge and the road to the bridge and the road to the bridge and the road to the bridge and the road to the bridge and the road to the bridge and the road to the bridge and the road to the bridge and the road to the bridge and the road to the bridge and the road to the bridge and the road to the bridge and the road to the bridge and the road to the bridge and the road to the bridge and the road to the bridge and the road to the bridge and the road to the bridge and the road to the bridge and the road to the bridge, hum!!