Can You Love Me?

Rubbing her waist, Xin Ai opened her eyes in a daze, and saw Jian Zechuan sitting opposite her at some point, with her coat thrown aside, her tie torn, her shirt a bit messy, two buttons unbuttoned, and her hand pinching the space between her eyebrows.

Xin Ai was stunned, he... came back?

As a result, her drowsiness disappeared in an instant.

Thinking of what she was going to do, desperate to stay by Jian Zechuan's side, Xin Ai cheered up.

After thinking about it, Xin Ai got up from the carpet, walked around carefully with bare feet, wrapped his arms around Jian Zechuan's neck from behind, rested his chin on his shoulder, and acted like a baby against his ear: "Uncle...you are finally back."

The voice of Jiao Didi was slightly hoarse because it was just waking up, like a spring breeze blowing across the water, making circles of ripples, which is so cute and tender.

As soon as Xin Ai got close to him, he could smell the smell of alcohol on Jian Zechuan, but it was not unpleasant. It was mixed with a faint scent of tobacco and his unique smell. millet.

Jian Zechuan didn't move, but frowned. He admitted that he was teased by her coquetry.

However, she always likes to bark.

It's called Jian Fourth Brother, and when he gets here, he will be replaced by Uncle!

Xin Ai felt Jian Zechuan's breath turn cold, he opened his eyes, "Let go!"

His eyes were cold and ruthless, his handsome and delicate face was flirtatious and indifferent.

Xin Ai shook, but she didn't let go. Instead, she hugged him even tighter: "Third Master, you are so ruthless. Every time you feel good after tossing, you just leave, and you don't care about me. My back hurts, my legs hurt. It hurts, my whole body hurts, my throat hurts..."

Jian Zechuan frowned even tighter, opened his eyes and glanced at the pair of arms around his neck, they were round and slender, skinny, and glowed white under the light, but...there were a few purple bruises on them, as if they were... ...as if bitten, like drawing a few red plums on the white rice paper, which is indescribably enchanting.

Jian Zechuan narrowed his eyes, and the upward arc of his thin lips seemed to be romantic: "Is it my fault?"

The corner of Xin Ai's mouth twitched, "This...Of course it's your fault. If you weren't so powerful, they wouldn't be in such a miserable situation, would they?"

Jian Zechuan had a half-smile but not a smile: "Why did this happen last night, you didn't know what to think?"

Listening to Jian Zechuan's sarcasm, Xin Ai bit her lip and looked at him timidly: "Me too... I really can't help it, Uncle... Third Master, you don't know how much I like you. If I don't see you for a day, I will be out of my mind , you have been refusing to give me a chance. I think about it day and night, and I am almost falling in lovesickness. If you can keep me by your side, how can I be willing to be that monster? Besides, the medicine is very expensive. It hurts to think about it now.”

She found out that Jian Zechuan didn't seem to like her being called uncle.

Xin Ai thought about it, it seems that he doesn't like to play the game of Forbidden Love.

She heard Jian Zechuan sneer, "Let go."

His voice was cold and undeniable.

Xin Ai said aggrievedly: "Third Lord..."

In the next second, her wrist was pinched by a big hand, and she had to let go of the pain.

Xin Ai gritted his teeth in a place that Jian Zechuan couldn't see, saying so many good things didn't work, at least he rolled on a bed last night, and he could really turn his face away.

Xin Ai really hoped that one day there would be a woman who could take the heart of this arrogant monster, and then smash him to pieces, trample him, trample him, no matter how arrogant he is.

Fantasizing about Jian Zechuan's pain over a woman, Xin Ai felt a little more at ease.

Xin Ai took a deep breath, suppressing the hostility in her head.

She wanted to pretend, she wanted to act, she was a kitsch, a money worshiper, and she wanted to climb into Jian Zechuan's bed by any means and become his mistress' seductive slut.

Right, that is it!

After she fell asleep drunk, Xin Ai immediately put on a harmless appearance, like a pissed off daughter-in-law, and moved in front of Jian Zechuan with small steps.

For the sake of easy action, she didn't stand too far away, one meter away from Jian Zechuan.

Jian Zechuan's eyes slowly swept down from Xin Ai's face inch by inch, as if he was patrolling his own territory, with unstoppable aggression in his eyes.

The skirt he had someone prepare for Xin Ai was ugly, as fat as a sack, and it could indeed cover her tightly when worn on her body, only revealing a head and a pair of... small feet.

but--

This was not the effect he wanted to see. The loose skirt was put on her body, making her look more slender, soft and charming, not bloated, but charming.

She stood there like an innocent little girl, pitiful, cowardly and helpless, looking at him with almond eyes that were so clear.

Jian Zechuan finds it interesting, she is clearly a woman with evil intentions, yet she can have such clean eyes?

Is she too good at pretending, or too bad at pretending?

However, it must be admitted that even Jian Zechuan, who is used to seeing all kinds of beauties, has to be sure that there is nothing in Xin Ai that is not beautiful.

She does have the capital to make men fall in love with her, such as Lu Jincheng.

Lu Jincheng did not clarify the meaning of the scandal at all, and the scandal between the two on the Internet is still fierce.

Thinking of this, Jian Zechuan's face became even colder: "Lovesickness? I see that you are doing well!"

His eyes fell on Xin Ai's feet, and his eyes darkened.

Wu Zushuang is snow-white, that's all!

Jian Zechuan unbuttoned a shirt without a trace, and Chui concealed the tumbling undercurrent in his eyes.

Xin Ai stepped forward quickly, bent down and held her face in front of Jian Zechuan.

"No way, look at me, I've lost weight, I think what you think, really!"

"Red complexion, full of blood."

Xin Ai was cruel, and said cheekily: "This... I have to thank you for watering me last night to save my withered little flower. You don't know that before yesterday, her face was sallow and her complexion was very bad!"

Jian Zechuan raised his eyelids: "Really?"

"Yes, yes, every sentence is true, and I dare not fake it at all."

Jian Zechuan gently slid his hand over Xin Ai's slender neck, and said with a slight smile, "Don't talk about it, what happened to the membership card that entered Yunding last night?"

His fingers were slightly cool, and when they slid across Xin Ai's neck, she felt like a sharp blade, ready to slide down her throat at any time.

Xin Ai felt that the danger was approaching: "Borrowed from... my friend..."

She was thinking quickly about how to mess it up. At the beginning, she only thought about how to get in, but she didn't think about how to end it afterwards.

I also forgot that Jian Zechuan definitely wanted to find out how she got in. If the membership card was exposed, then if she knew...and Lu Jincheng, wouldn't it be exposed too?

But after a while, a layer of sweat broke out on Xin Ai's forehead, and she really couldn't think of how to explain it.

Jian Zechuan straightened up slowly, and approached Xin Ai, making her lower and lower.

His face was almost pressed against Xin Ai's, and his fingers picked up a strand of black hair from her temples, "Friend? While the scandal with Lu Jincheng is full of rumors, at the same time... Climb into my bed, you don't delay at both ends ?”