Can You Love Me?

He was only wearing a black shirt on his upper body, his hair was a little messy, and a cigarette was caught between the index finger and middle finger of his right hand.

This is the first time Xin Ai sees Jian Zechuan smoking. Before that, he was always cold and unapproachable, elegant and calm, repulsive, perfect enough to make people jealous, it seems that you can't find any faults in him.

Xin Aizhang thought that a perfect man like Jian Zechuan might not smoke at all.

The light was a bit dim, but Xin Ai knew that Jian Zechuan was looking at her, maybe... with irony, as if watching a clown performing alone.

He was probably thinking, look... This shameless woman is here again.

But Xin Ai will do more embarrassing and shameless things next.

Silver-gray hair circled around Xin Ai, warmly approaching: "What's your name? Our band is going to shoot an MV recently, and we are short of a heroine. Do you want to come? The price is easy to say..."

Xin Ai could feel a cold gaze from Jian Zechuan's direction, as if it wanted to freeze her into an ice sculpture.

She pushed her silver-gray hair away, turned around and picked up an empty wine glass, and poured a glass of Hennessy. The moment she turned around, she held the wine glass with both hands, and Xin Ai threw in the pill that had been caught between her fingers. The red pill was in the liquid quickly. Melting, the light is unclear and no one sees.

The medicine was bought by Xin Ai at a high price two days ago, and it is said that the medicine has a strong effect.

Either succeed today, or... really die.

There were many people around, but Xin Ai couldn't care less about the rules Jian Zechuan set for her before.

She tried her best to calm down her nervous mood, holding the wine glass with both hands so as not to shake.

Finally coming in front of him, Xin Ai swallowed her throat, picked up the wine glass with both hands and handed it to his eyes.

"Third Master, I'm here to apologize to you."

As soon as these words came out, the audience fell silent.

All people, all eyes were on Xin Ai.

Jian Zechuan threw out a second barrel, as if he didn't hear Xin Ai's words.

Xia Yinyin, who was sitting beside him, rolled her eyes twice, and leaned closer to him carefully: "Master, this girl is..."

She put one hand on the back of Jian Zechuan's chair, as if she wanted to hug him. The hostess gesture she made unintentionally seemed to declare her sovereignty.

But it's useless to Xin Ai, all her attention is on Jian Zechuan.

Who was Xia Yinyin and what did she do? She didn't even have the time to think about it, her nervous hands were shaking.

Jian Zechuan took a puff of cigarette and exhaled a smoke ring, the smoke briefly blurred his appearance.

Xin Ai has always disliked men smoking, but when Jian Zechuan smokes, he is so handsome that people want to take off his clothes every minute.

He sat there lazily, with his sleeves rolled up to his elbows, cigarettes between his fingers, his hair slightly disheveled, his coolness remained undiminished, but it was a bit different from the past.

At this moment, he has an evil nature all over his body, his cold lips carry a faint sneer, and the corners of his long and narrow eyes are raised. Even if he doesn't say a word, he exudes a fatal attraction. He can be called a model of disaster for the country and the people. .

--evildoer!

Xin Ai can only think of these two words!

A big man is born like this and doesn't give others a way out.

Her hands were sore from holding the cup, Jian Zechuan didn't even look at her, as if she hadn't seen her at all.

Someone adjusted the light, and it was as bright as day at the moment. Xin Ai stood alone under the light, really like a clown, embarrassed and at a loss.

After a long time, I don't know who uttered a laugh, followed by ridicule from all directions, hitting down like a wave.

These people probably thought she was a gold digger who wanted to hook up with Jian Zechuan.

Xin Ai sighed, in fact... she is!

This kind of stalemate is not the way to go, Xin Ai gritted his teeth, and said in a trembling voice, "Mr. Jian, it was my fault before, I was too brazen, I'm sorry..."

"I have caused you a lot of trouble and distress, please forgive me, thank you for being harassed by me for so long, and you haven't called the police yet, I am really guilty about this, so... I respect you for this glass of wine, I hope you can Accept my apology."

This is true and false.

If she can't catch up with Jian Zechuan this time, then Xin Ai should give up, and she can only look for someone who can replace Jian Zechuan.

She doesn't have that much time to waste.

At the poker table, Jian Zechuan teased: "Third brother, such a beautiful little sister, you don't feel sorry for her, but I do...how about me..."

Jian Zechuan drew a seven of a kind, and pushed down the card in front of him: "Draw it yourself, you're fooling around."

He finally had time to give Xin Ai a little peripheral vision: "Apologize?"

Xin Ai nodded seriously: "Well, I apologize, if you accept my apology, in the future... I... I will never pester you again, I promise."

Jian Zechuan sneered, his eyes were piercingly cold, his relationship was with Lu Jincheng, that's why he gave up so decisively.

She kept saying that she would not give up easily, but turned around and got involved with another man...

"Your pledge? Take what?"

"Personality!"

"do you have?"

Xin Ai felt a prick in her heart, of course she had it, but...it was already lost.

She bit her lip and said in a lonely way: "You don't care about money, but now... I really have nothing but my life and this person. How do you guarantee it? Or... the head?"

Jian Zechuan swept the glass of wine, Xin Ai held it for a long time, his hands were shaking.

Looking up slowly along that hand, the arm is thin and white, round and white, and Jian Zechuan remembered that his grandma used to have a white jade Guanyin, suet white jade, which was flawless. He liked the texture of the jade very much. It was broken, but now he knows that the white jade is not as delicate as Xin Ai's arm.

Looking down, the sneer on Jian Zechuan's face disappeared.

No one knows better than him how good Xin Ai's figure is. He has seen it with his own eyes and measured it with his own hands, but... the curve outlined by the cheongsam is like the second layer of skin on the body, and the short buttocks of the skirt can barely cover it. Charming and enchanting, wearing it is more attractive than not wearing it.

All the men in the room, including him, were all glued to Xin Ai's body.

As a man, Jian Zechuan is very clear about what a man thinks in his heart, filth, desire...including him!

Jian Zechuan slowly unbuttoned his neckline, his eyes were cold and sharp.

"Head?"

Xin Ai bit her lip and nodded.

"You... You don't care about me. I really have nothing to guarantee except my head."

The air-conditioning in the room was full, Xin Ai's white legs were bare, her arms were exposed, and with Jian Zechuan's piercing eyes, she was shivering from the cold, and the liquid in the wine glass also swayed and rippled.

The girl is weak, trembling like a flower in the wind, her eyes are clear and intent, she bites her lip with her white teeth, and everywhere from head to toe does not fail to arouse the desire to control the man's heart.

Jian Zechuan suddenly felt that he didn't want to talk too much nonsense with Xin Aiduo, and the scene in front of him should be switched as soon as possible.

Xin Ai's hand was suddenly empty, she was stunned for a moment, Jian Zechuan actually... took... away!