The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities

Seeing that the man didn’t refuse, she was bold enough to bite Junsche’s lips with her teeth, wanting to kiss deeper, but she didn’t know how to do it, so anxious that she could only gnaw on the man’s thin lips. , There was a grunt of dissatisfaction from his throat.

Jun Siche was a little bit painful from being chewed, reached out his hand to pinch her chin, looked at the girl's still pouting lips, wanted to be angry but also amused.

"Don't move if you can't kiss."

The girl's pupils shook slightly, and then she curled the corners of her mouth and suddenly burst into tears, tears falling down like broken beads, sobbing, as if she had been wronged by God.

Jun Siche was a little at a loss, and he couldn't say anything. "You...what are you crying? I'm not scolding you, and I didn't stop you from kissing..."

The girl fell into his arms, clutching his hem tightly with her little hand, shrunk her shoulders and twitched, crying and saying, "I miss you so much..."

Jun Siche was shocked.

what does she say?

miss him?

Every time she meets, she has a cold face and a reluctant look. Now that she is sick, she misses him again?

Jun Sicher lowered his eyes and stared at the little head buried in his chest, fragile and cute like a little rabbit. He coughed dryly, and deliberately said in a disapproving tone: "Why don't you think I should call me? Although I Very busy, I can still pick it up occasionally, come and find me, and I can barely spare a few minutes to see you, you..."

"Dongtang is late..."

Jun Siche's voice stopped abruptly. He didn't hear what Qing Yunci said too much, and lowered his head to get closer: "What are you talking about?"

The girl in her arms said with a crying voice: "I miss you so much, Dongtang Chiyou..."

This sentence is mixed with endless nostalgia and love.

Jun Siche's face became stiff, he suddenly squeezed the girl's shoulders, pushed her away from his arms, stared at her blushing face, almost gritted his teeth and asked, "Who are you calling..."

The girl raised her head, looked at him with blurred eyes, and whispered softly: "Dongtang Chiyou..."

Jun Siche's beautiful facial features were distorted, and he pushed the girl down on the bed fiercely. An angry flame rose from the bottom of his eyes, and his eyes were red. He clenched his fists fiercely, wishing to strangle the woman.

Hug him and kiss him and say that he missed him, so he was treated as another man!

Jun Siche felt like he had been punched in the chest. He didn't want to care about the woman who didn't know what was good or bad. He turned angrily to leave the room and slammed the door.

Xia Beiqing and Bo Zou were waiting outside. Seeing Jun Siche rushing out, they hurried forward to inquire.

"How is your sister-in-law? Isn't it better?"

Jun Siche turned his head and looked at the two with violent eyes. His blood-stained gaze made Xia Beiqin and Zou Bo tremble with fright.

The man turned and left, as if his footsteps were full of anger.

Xia Beiqing and Zou Bo were full of question marks.

What happened?

The next day, Xia Beiqing went to class as usual, still very worried about Yunci. At the urging of Jun Duonuan, he called Jun Si Che, but no one answered after several calls, and finally turned off directly.

No way, he had to call Bo Zou and inquire about Yunci's status.

Bo Zou lowered his voice and said cautiously: "Miss Yunci has gone from fever, but Master Che's situation... doesn't seem to be very good."

Xia Beiqing was taken aback for a moment: "Brother Che? What happened to him?"

Zou Bo said: "I have been smashing things. I smashed a cup during dinner in the morning, smashed a document while processing work, and just smashed a cell phone. It's still smashed in the study. Listen..."