Daining walked out of the villa not far away, and looked up and saw Chen Jing on the street opposite.

He bent one knee, stretched out his long legs, and there was no one around the street. He sat on the ground smoking, so casual. The man was covered in smoke and ashes, but he didn't walk to a place she couldn't find.

This man is always changing. When he first met, he was like an emotional machine, with worldly disgust and depressedness on his body.

Later, he tried hard to be a good brother, and until today, I am afraid that even himself would not know why it became like this.

He was constantly being changed, but the funny thing was that he hadn't realized it until today.

The once cold and lonely person gradually became depressed and inferior.

Daining bent her lips, stepped on her little high heels, and walked to him and squatted down beside him.

She said coquettishly: "Why did my brother leave suddenly? I haven't introduced you to my grandfather yet."

Chen Jing raised his eyes, looking at Daining.

He is not stupid, he is just simple, love is simple, hate is pure. He works hard to protect and trust with all his strength. He does not hesitate to destroy the annoying things.

Chen Jing looked at the ink blue night sky behind Daining, and for the first time he felt that he was a monster.

When he walked from the jungle to a human child, he didn't feel it, or when he was bullied and ridiculed by his classmates. But he knew that Ji Dianning had bad intentions, but he didn't walk far away. He sat down on the street and finally felt that he was a monster.

He was ignored at the banquet, and Chen Jing suddenly realized that Ji Daining was playing tricks on him.

This period of time, a moment of heaven, a moment of purgatory.

She was like a bad child, and she was disappointed and happy to see him. She was very familiar with such methods and never tired of it.

He finally knew that she was bad, even worse than he thought.

"Why?" Chen Jing asked.

Daining was a little surprised. She thought Chen Jing would be very angry. Unexpectedly, he not only didn't go far, but could also ask her why in peace.

Daining held her little face and said with a smile: "What are you talking about? I don't understand."

"You hate me?"

Daining opened her eyes wide: "Why do brother think so? I can't even like you, how can I hate you?"

Her eyes were watery, she could not tell whether she was sincere or was lying.

Chen Jing reached out and touched her eyelashes. Daining immediately rubbed his palm like a kitten.

"You, why, this, this, to me." Since you don't hate him, why should you play with his emotions stubbornly?

If he hadn't met her, he would still be the shadow of the dark alley, who would not be sad.

She tilted her little head and her soft cheeks bulged.

"Why are they treating you? Is that?" She wanted to kiss him on the lips.

Chen Jing grabbed her arm, and under his force, Daining was like a bird with only wings caught. She could not move at all without flapping in front of him.

The man's thin lips were so close that Daining finally got a little angry.

She is concerned about the luck that makes people feel comfortable, but she also likes to hurt him with Chen Jing's emotions. Since she has already received this pure love and can hurt him wantonly, why should she treat him well?

His refusal to pour Ji Tian's sulfuric acid proves that this relationship has not reached its peak. The dissatisfaction and unhappiness hidden in her heart also comes from this.

He deliberately wanted him to feel uncomfortable and to lose his mind, but who told him not to rely on him?

Daining doesn't like to reason with others. What's the point of having a dispute? Isn't it a solution if you kiss me? But she doesn't let her kiss once, and she doesn't let her kiss again. She has no patience and now she's only angry.

She stopped laughing and had a cold face.

"I'm angry." She said word by word, "I'm going to break up with you."

The man's force on his arm tightened, and Chen Jing's gray-brown pupils looked at her coldly.

Both of them were a little angry, but there were more things in his eyes. Chen Jing tightened his jaw and suddenly hated her a little.

To Ji Dianning, he was like a joke.

Playing role-playing with her as her brother, playing black fist for her, regardless of life and death. When she said she was dating, he didn't sleep all night, his eyes were in the dark, and he smiled. He even looked like a fool, biting his tongue and practicing pronunciation.

And she said she would be with him for the rest of her life when she was happy, and she could break up when she was angry.

Even though he knew that she was so bad, he didn't say the two words he said were lightly.

Chen Jing buckled her shoulder, and Dianning fell softly into his arms.

He was always tolerant and pampered with her. This was the first time, he looked like he was cruel and bowed his head to kiss her.

Her lips were sucked hard, and Daining blinked and said excitedly: "Tan Benbian, why don't you steal it?"

Daining's body relaxed, and her tender arms softly wrapped around Chen Jing's neck. She closed her eyes, closed her butterfly-like black eyelashes, and gently panted in his arms.

He held the hand on her shoulder, and tried so hard that he wanted to crush her bones. He heard her humming, and his other hand simply grabbed the back of her head and kissed her.

Daining opened her eyes, her eyes were blurred, and she was a little suffocated by kissing.

She pulled his hair, regardless of whether he felt pain or not, and expressed her resistance. She didn't want it anymore, she couldn't breathe.

Chen Jing paused, but did not get up and kissed her neck.

She was wearing a tube top dress, and her skin was fair and delicate when exposed.

His hands pinched her soft waist as if he wanted to crush her, but he didn't want to. He just buckled her tighter and pulled her towards him.

Dianning was unable to put it on his shoulder, she let him kiss him, curiously watching him go crazy, with black eyes like water and grapes, but as calm as a lake.

Until she saw the shadow across the street.

On June night, moths flew from her eyes to the street light opposite. She followed the tall and dark shadows and saw the man standing under the light at a glance.

His dark eyes and his lips were cold white, and he looked at them without blinking.

Chen Jing was still tossing and turning on her chest. Daining reacted for two seconds, and finally a shallow emotion appeared in her eyes.

The heavy snow flew through that winter, and she was crying in the arms of the man opposite her in pain.

The green bun was trembling, faster than a pangolin making holes. He dug a hole in the sea of ​​consciousness and hid in it quickly.

Chen Jing also noticed another gaze and let go of Daining.

The young lady stood up by herself, her rose-colored skirt was stained with ash. The strapless dress was slightly slid by Chen Jing. Her arms were staggered and she lifted the skirt.

Daining bit her lip and chuckled at the man opposite her: "Hi, Zhao Yu."

Zhao Yu walked over, stood in front of her, and stretched out his hand at her.

His eyes were as deep as the Dead Sea without any color. Compared to the first meeting three years ago, he looked like a corpse without emotion.

Daining didn't know if he had just watched the entire process and how much he had seen.

But she inexplicably understood the meaning of Zhao Yu reaching out. If she put her hand on it at just one foot, Zhao Yu could ask nothing.

Whether it was her resurrection from the dead or after three years of separation, she was kissing her lingeringly in the arms of other men on the streets.

Before Daining could move, her hand was suddenly held by another cold hand.

She looked up at Chen Jing beside her, blinked her watery eyes, and showed a childish smile. She pressed her cheek to Chen Jing's arm: "I'll introduce it to you, my boyfriend, Chen Jing."

The raised hand in front of him slowly put it down.

Looking at Zhao Yu who was emotionally unaware in front of him, Daining pursed her lips and hoped that they would fight. If anyone died, then she would make a profit.

In this case, she certainly chose Chen Jing without hesitation.

After all, Zhao Yu is a male protagonist who has lost most of his luck, and Chen Jing is still favored by the way of heaven, so he might even help her kill Ji Tian.

Zhao Yu has no value for her. How can the male protagonist who loses his luck be better?

Zhao Yu finally looked at Chen Jing, then looked at Daining indifferently.

His eyes were very light and light, but his pupils were pitch black, and he could see that Denin was covered in goosebumps.

What are you doing? You won’t want to kill her, right?

Chen Jing turned Dianning behind him with a cold face, almost instinctively.

She hid behind Chen Jing. This guy was a little proud. He looked at Zhao Yu from behind Chen Jing and made a face.

The eldest lady suddenly figured out what she was afraid of. First, she had nothing to do with Zhao Yu, and she had never even said she was in love. Second, she saved Zhao An'an's life. Could Zhao Yu even kill her?

Come on, he can't beat Chen Jing, a human-shaped killing weapon anyway.

Zhao Yu and Chen Jing looked at each other for a moment, and suddenly raised their lips, but his eyes were cold, a little colder than the night.

He said nothing, and did not take action, turned around and left.

After a while, when a black car rushed over, Daining even felt that Zhao Yu wanted to kill them, but nothing happened. The car staggered them and disappeared into the darkness.

Even her skirt was not blown up by the wind.

As soon as his fingers hurt, Daining turned to look at Chen Jing.

She showed a pitiful expression and said in a coquettish voice: "I won't break up now. That person was a lunatic just now. I was a little scared. Brother, you have to protect me."

Chen Jing pursed his lips and looked at her.

He suddenly remembered what Ji Tian said in his mind, would Dianning and her ex-boyfriend... be this person? There was no truth in her mouth.
To be continued...