: It is natural to have hatred in life, Shui Changdong (13)

Author: Yaoli

: It is natural to have hatred in life, Shui Changdong (13)

In a dark and silent space, even the smallest sound will be infinitely amplified.

Fu Ji stared at a corner of the dark place with an expressionless face.

After a while, he confirmed that the person next to him was really asleep, and then slowly closed his eyes. To his own surprise, he fell asleep very quickly, with almost no obstruction, and he thought that all the tossing and turning was gone.

Didn't show up.

He was very reluctant to admit it, but this was the fact. Sleeping next to Yan Ran made him feel the peace that he had not seen for a long time. It was too light, and the faint fragrance calmed down the anger all over his body, which had been boiling.

Roaring, the evil desires that were on the verge of collapse seemed to be washed away, and scattered around in pieces, without a trace of aggression.

He seemed to be lying on the fluttering clouds, with the sun shining on him, making him feel warm and quiet.

This was the most peaceful sleep he had ever had since his rebirth.

——

Fu Ji slept until noon and didn't get up until noon. It took him a while to realize where he was.

He was the only one left on the bed, and the place next to him had already become cold.

After Fu Ji got dressed, he saw a card on the bedside table and a piece of paper with numbers written on them, which were the passwords for bank card numbers.

Fu Ji looked around casually and threw it into the trash can without blinking.

The leader of the Yan Group has always been generous with his actions, and he is even more generous with his lovers.

Millions of dollars in credit cards, houses, and cars, each of which can allow ordinary people to spend their lives freely.

She's sentimental, she's stupid, she's philandering.

She can like many people, but she will only love one person.

She was aloof, giving people hope and then destroying it step by step, watching those people's despair gradually turn into madness.

But she didn't know that the more arrogant and arrogant she looked, the more she wanted to be dragged down from the top of the Nine Heavens, falling from the misty clouds into the filthy and dirty world of mortals, stained by the turbid and fresh lust.

Let Yan Ran experience the bone-gnawing pain of being abandoned, betrayed, and asking for things but not getting them.

When the time comes, will Yan Ran be like a dog, crying and begging for mercy, with no dignity at all...

[Ding! The villain’s blackness has reached 90%!]

Thinking like this, that pale and sickly face came to mind. He had heard a lot of tidbits about Yan Ran. He changed lovers faster than he changed clothes. He was flirtatious and generous. Even if he was abandoned, those little lovers didn't.

I said half a bad word about Yan Ran.

With such a cold face, he said astringent words, as if he had said them to countless people countless times.

So dirty.

——

As Yan Ran said, she was not interested in his body, but she would come every night. Later, she found the hotel too troublesome and moved to a villa named Yan Ran.

Yan Ran doesn't come here often, but Fu Ji lives in this villa every day and treats it as his second home.

The two slept on the same bed and rarely communicated with each other. Fu Ji was far away and he didn't want to get close because he felt dirty.

Yan Ran didn't say much. Maybe it was because she had such a pleasant face that she could endure it like this.

But this stiff and strange atmosphere was broken in the evening a month later.

Yan Ran drank alcohol that night.

She staggered into the door, with a few strands of hair hanging down behind her, her too-pretty eyebrows suppressed, her thin white fingers pulling on the tie impatiently, making a mess of her neat suit, showing her

Different sexy than usual.

The lights in the living room were turned off, and only a small lamp was turned on. Fu Ji was sitting on the carpet, with his long legs curled up. The LCD TV was playing a horror movie, and the red and black lights and shadows outlined the shadows of waving claws.

Yan Ran saw him.

Maybe she was drunk, or the light was too dim, but Yan Ran regarded him as the lover in her heart, so she walked over to him and sat next to him, sitting on the ground as completely imageless as him.

Then, with Fu Ji's pupils shrinking, he held his hand.

Fingers intertwined, palms touching.

A few strands of Yan Ran's neatly styled hair in the past were scattered in front of her forehead, adding a bit of messy and unruly beauty.

As if he found it troublesome, Yan Ran raised his hand and flipped up some of his hair, revealing his perfect facial features without any blemishes.

"Are you waiting for me to come home?"

Home?

Fu Ji raised his eyebrows and curled up his little finger slightly, feeling a little uncomfortable with the other person's warm temperature.

"So good." It seemed to be an admiration but also a simple statement of facts.

Fu Ji was stunned for a moment, and then heard a chuckle.

Yan Ran loves to smile, but her smile is always very careless. It doesn't look like she is smiling, but more like she is wearing a mask.

But now her inner smile is not very wide, but it is extremely sultry, even more beautiful than the afterglow of the setting sun.

Under the dim light, the man's face almost blended into the darkness. No one could see his expression at this moment. All they knew was that his eyes as black as ink were cold and emotionless, bone-chilling, full of ridicule and disgust.

cover up.

He was motionless, as if he was as well-behaved as Yan Ran said.

The drunkard put his face against his neck in a daze, and his warm breath sprayed on the side of his face, like a feather, leaving a tingling sensation.

too close--

It’s really too close——

Fu Ji lowered his eyelashes, the veins on the back of his hands popped out, and a strange and light fragrance lingered on the tip of his nose. The man's breath was very cold, calmly restraining the elements of roughness and oppression, leaving only an unpredictable impatience.

Yan Ran was like a kitten, nuzzling.

Then, when Fu Ji was caught off guard, there was no warning at all.

Yan Ran raised his head and placed a kiss on Fu Ji's slightly cool face. It had a strange temperature, as if he had been burned, and Fu Ji's whole body trembled.

The culprit also smiled brightly, like a gangster, as if he was teasing a decent woman.

"This is a reward."

At this moment, even Fu Ji's indifferent skin showed a fierce blush, spreading all the way to his neck.

The area that was lightly touched felt like it was on fire, and a can of hot oil was poured on it. It was so hot that it was almost smoking, and Fu Ji's brain was almost boiled into paste.

Almost out of control, Fu Ji pushed, stood up in a panic, and took several steps back until his calves touched the sofa and there was no way to retreat, then he stopped in embarrassment.

His heart, which had always been swollen with hatred and resentment, beat suddenly, his lips trembled and he couldn't say a word, and his tongue seemed to be knotted.

After reacting, he immediately raised his hand and wiped the touched area vigorously. He wiped it very hard, as if he wanted to scratch the skin! Rub it to pieces!

nausea!

It's so disgusting!

How many people has that hateful mouth full of sweet words kissed?!

Yan Ran was pushed to the side of the coffee table, hitting her waist, causing a sharp pain.

The epidemic is coming again, everyone should protect themselves~~
Chapter completed!