The Guy Who is Going To Wear This Girl is Poisonous

The person in front of him seemed to be eagerly waiting for his answer, Jiang Yishu sighed inaudibly, and said, "Dong Liu, you said you like me."

Liu Huanjiao nodded, "Yeah."

She is sincere. She likes every male partner so badly!

Jiang Yishu was scalded by the scorching heat in Liu Huanjiao's eyes, and then said: "If you like it, why should you care for me?"

Liu Huanjiao thought for a second, then replied: "Because I have money..."

After a pause, Liu Huanjiao said with a serious face: "Very, rich."

Jiang Yishu found that he could no longer express his meaning clearly and clearly. The opponent's logic was too strong, and he was about to be conquered.

Seeing that Jiang Yishu did not refute, Liu Huanjiao blinked and suddenly said, "But although you don't want to be with me, it seems that you don't reject me."

Otherwise, why didn't she stop it when she wiped the water at first, and now she is still pressing her hand on her thigh tightly, and even the position of the two people sitting still keeps the ambiguous distance unchanged.

If you hate it, you shouldn't throw her hand away, and stay away from her as far as possible.

Jiang Yishu realized this this time, and before he had time to react, the woman next to him had already leaned forward.

There is a meaningless face.

Liu Huanjiao believes that the body is often more honest than the speech, and Jiang Yishu does not reject her, so she has to take advantage of the victory to chase her, wow khaka.

Otherwise, it's a seduce for nothing~

Jiang Yishu's arms are full of soft touch, you don't need to guess what it is, and the face is the soft top of the other party's head, a sweet fragrance.

The indifferent mask he had maintained for so long cracked a bit, then the cracks slowly spread, and finally, defeated.

Jiang Yishu was a little flustered, like a hairy boy, pushing Liu Huanjiao with his hands, trying to push him away. He really hadn't seen such a nasty woman, enough to make him feel confused after being at a loss.

Liu Huanjiao was like an octopus. She grabbed Jiang Yishu's arm without saying anything, her feet moved, and she lifted it horizontally, pressing Jiang Yishu's legs tightly, unable to get up.

In the end, Jiang Yishu won with strength and successfully threw away the difficult octopus.

Liu Huanjiao was wronged and went over again, "I am a woman who is so proactive, so you are so violent?!"

Jiang Yi sighed well, and wanted Liu Huanjiao to respect herself and others. The line of sight moved over, and after landing somewhere, she couldn't move her eyes again.

Liu Huanjiao absolutely supports the male partner staring at herself, but the other person looks at the wrong place, not the face, the chest or the legs, it seems, it is the wrist.

Liu Huanjiao glanced at it, shit, just shoving the room, actually tore off the silk scarf, the hideous wound jumped out, and swore sovereignty on her white wrist. Like a piece of jade being cut with a knife, long cracks appear, destroying the beauty, and it has value.

At that moment, Liu Huanjiao suddenly understood why the nurse said it was a pity to have such a beautiful wrist. Yes, it's a pity.

Liu Huanjiao's smile disappeared suddenly, and she sat down on the sofa, while her right hand had already been tightly wrapped around her left wrist.

The original ambiguous atmosphere disappeared at once, and what was left was endless silence.

Finally, Jiang Yishu asked hardly, "How did you get your injury?"

Such a long wound, with traces of stitches, fell on the wrist again, surely, it hurts.

Liu Huanjiao raised her eyes and looked at Jiang Yishu slowly, her tone of voice was neither lukewarm nor cold, as if she was asking a stranger.

"You want to know?"