The rain is cross-winded, the flowers are fragrant, and the tears are sprinkled with rouge rain.

No one asked about the passage of time, but I only remembered that Fang Yixin's voice was hoarse and her eyes were swollen from crying.

Yang Ming was indifferent from beginning to end, only endlessly slaughtering until he vented his anger!

Between the beds, he has always been considerate and cares very much about the girl's feelings.

But this time, it's all instinct, only venting.

At the beginning of the shower, the residual red on the leather cushion was shocking.

Fang Yixin's clothes were not covered, and she shrank in the corner.

Swollen eyes, flushed cheeks, messy sideburns.

There was no longer the arrogance of before, and his face was full of fear.

Fang Yixin didn't even dare to look at Yang Ming's eyes anymore.

It was completely different from what she had imagined, and the experience just now was more like a walk in hell.

"Comfortable?" Yang Ming, who was already neatly dressed, looked at her indifferently.

"You... Don't come here! "She was really scared.

She was afraid that Yang Ming would come again.

Although she was willing just now, now every cell of her is resisting, both physically and mentally!

Books and small movies are deceiving, making love is not happy at all, not only unhappy but also worse than death.

She swore that this was the first and last time, and she would never be stupid enough to take the initiative to do this with a man again, not to death!

Seeing her reaction, Yang Ming smiled.

"It's good to know that you're scared, then you must remember to stay away from me."

To be honest, apart from his physical impulses, he didn't have any feelings for this woman who had thrown himself into his arms several times.

She is completely different from girls such as Mu Hongli, Zheng Sisi, Bai Keren, and Shen Peiyu.

What he did just now, Yang Ming was more of a revenge.

Although it's a little inauthentic, the authentic method is useless for this little witch.

It is possible to take it, but it is not necessary.

Fang Tianlong locked her up in the bamboo row for more than ten years before she was released, obviously knowing that this was a troublemaker who jumped out.

If you don't train yourself well, you want to dump someone at me?

Dream!

Again, in the face of the sugar-coated cannonball, the sugar-coated cannonball was picked off and thrown back.

I can't really blame myself for coming to this point.

Yang Ming picked up the wall-mounted intercom receiver: "Lao Zhao, stop!" "

Miss Fang, now put on your clothes and go down!"

Fang Yixin raised her head suddenly: "You're going to drive me here?" The

bitter little face was very aggrieved.

"Hurry up or do it yourself."

"You..."

Yang Ming was expressionless: "What?" Don't think you've had enough fun just now, and you want me to do it again?

When he deliberately stepped towards Fang Yixin, the latter's face was pale: "Stop!" You... You stop! I... I'm leaving!

Fang Yixin was so frightened that she hurriedly looked for clothes.

"Oops! hiss~"

The weakness of the body and the severe pain caused me to fall to the ground without paying attention.

She burst into tears in pain.

But he only snorted, and then lowered his head and got dressed silently.

It can be seen from this that what Yang Ming did just now caused her fear.

Yang Ming frowned, although he still felt that he was a little excessive, but in the end, he didn't say anything.

The heart is not ruthless, and the stand is unstable.

If we don't do it all at once this time, there will be inexplicable things like this on an airplane like today.

He couldn't trust Hongmen like Bai Keren, so no matter how strong they were.

Fang Yixin is destined to be a fish that is difficult to control.

I can't fit her in my own pool, at least not now.

Soon, Fang Yixin got dressed.

The door opened, and she stepped out of the car.

In the end, she still glanced back at Yang Ming.

There was fear, anger, resentment in his eyes, and of course, there were other inexplicable emotions.

In short, it's complicated.

Finally.

"Yang Ming, I don't want to see you again." The voice is hoarse, and there is a taste of gnashing of teeth.

"Miss Fang, it's rare that we still have a common opinion, and I think so too." Yang Ming said with a smile.

"Humph!"

With a flick of his head, he didn't look at Yang Ming again, and Fang Yixin, who was limping, quickly walked away.

There was no disappointment, no unwillingness, for Yang Ming, Fang Yixin's departure made him breathe a sigh of relief.

This little witch has finally been completely shaken off.

"Goodbye, goodbye." With a symbolic wave of his hand, Yang Ming closed the car door.

"Lao Zhao, go back to school."

"Okay, Brother Yang."

At this time, Yang Ming could not have imagined that not long after, among his many women who had skin kisses, Fang Yixin, who had no feelings at all, would become his biggest weakness.

When we meet again, things are not people.

But fortunately, the brothers who survived the catastrophe were there, and they met for a while.

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