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39. Two people reflecting alone

Gong Xuechou pressed the button to restore Di Xinran's chair to normal.

The corners of his lips formed a charming arc, and his fingers crossed her chin, "Why don't you look at it?"

Her face was burning hot, and she said weakly: "No, I just think you look good when you smoke a cigar."

In fact, even she herself didn't know what she was talking about. Her heart almost jumped out of her throat.

Gong Xuechou got close to her face and whispered in her ear, "You look pretty when you blush."

His hot breath fanned over her ears, making her feel itchy again.

Di Xinran pushed his hand away and lowered her head very low. Her face was so red that it could bleed. She was afraid that he would see her blushing face.

Gong Xuechou held her hand instead, "You're not allowed to take a shower when you go back soon."

Di Xinran looked up at him in confusion, not quite understanding what he meant. "My scent will stay on your body forever. You can only be mine."

Di Xinran withdrew his hand in panic, his little heart beating wildly.

Looking at the panicked woman, Gong Xuechou's lips curved into a smile.

If Di Xinran looked up at this moment, she would find the coolness in her smile.

The first thing Di Xinran did when she got home was to rush into the bathroom. Of course she would not be stupid enough to really listen to his words and not take a shower. She just looked at those scattered hickeys while taking a shower, and her face turned red.

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She patted her head violently, "Di Xinran, are you really in love with him?"

But why do you love him? It seems that they are never happy when they are together. They are always between forced and forced. Di Xinran really suspects that he has a tendency to self-abuse. Does he like to seek abuse?

But she quickly rejected the idea. She was neither stupid nor crazy. What she longed for was a normal relationship.

She is not arrogant enough to think that a man like Gong Xuechou will fall in love with her. She knows that her relationship with him is entirely based on Di's issue. She is just for a piece of goods that Di's sold to him. She is very

She knew clearly that his status and wealth were not worthy of her as an illegitimate daughter.

The only good thing about Di Xinran is that she will always know her position and weight. Since it is just a cargo, she must become a qualified cargo. Goods will never have feelings. Once goods have feelings, they will be doomed.

Di Xinran, you can't fall in love with him, and he won't fall in love with you. She said silently to herself. The water washed away the man's breath and the undue heat on her body.

In the apartment of "Qingcheng", the living room was dark, with only a red fire flickering brightly and dimly. Gong Xuechou was sitting on the sofa, smoking an unknown cigar.

He didn't know why he was so out of control. The last time he was on the sofa, he just wanted to have her. That time he thought it was because he hadn't vented for a long time, but today he clearly just vented.

Venting and desire are two concepts. Venting is just a physiological need without emotion, while desire is an inner desire.

Gong Xuechou knew very well that when he held Di Xinran just now, he really wanted to have her. But this was wrong, this was a mistake. What he wanted was to make her fall in love with her, not to fall in love with her, even if it was physical desire.

He is not allowed to appear either.

She is the daughter of the Di family, and her ending is doomed the moment she takes her surname. This ending will not change for anyone. The Di family must pay the price they deserve for what happened back then, and he must watch Di

Every family was wiped out, and every family was destroyed.

He was born for revenge and came for revenge. This is his fate. No one can change it and no one can end it.

He snuffed out the cigar in his hand and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window. There was not a single star in the dark night. He was completely shrouded in darkness. Only his bottomless black eyes shone with a cold light, like

He is Shura from hell.

In a lonely night, two people reflect alone.

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