"At the beginning, I asked you to give me a chance and a chance to stay with you. I will make you fall in love with me again, but you are not willing to give me a chance." He said.

Her face turned a little pale, but she was still waiting for his next sentence quietly.

"And today, I will give you a chance. If you can make me feel happy with you willingly, then I can let Yan Qiongying go."

But as soon as he said this, her face suddenly changed, and she looked at him in shock, almost unable to believe what she had heard.

"But...I'm pregnant now," she said.

"That's not impossible, isn't it? You're already past the early stage of pregnancy. Even if you ask the doctor if it's okay, the doctor will say yes." He said indifferently, "Zhuo Qianyun, aren't you willing to do anything for your friend? Why, I gave you a chance, but you don't want it? What's more, what I said is to ask me to be willing to do this. Do you think that now I don't love you will willingly do something like this with you?"

Zhuo Qianyun's face turned red.

She knew he was humiliating, and was out of the past.

The man in front of him had no longer the kind of feelings he had willingly given up his life to save her. Now he no longer has anyone loved her.

"Where are you? Do you want to try it and see if I'm willing? If you really have that ability, then everything will be as you wish."

His voice was still ringing.

Zhuo Qianyun's hands that had fallen on both sides of her body tightened slightly. She understood that maybe he just wanted to see her pose like a clown, and maybe in the end, what she got was just humiliation.

But for Xia Xi, she had to try it out. Even if the one in front of her was really a sea of ​​swords and fire, she would go to break through, not to mention... she had hurt him before, but now it would be fair to him to hurt her.

Zhuo Qianyun slowly stepped forward, leaned down slightly, and pressed her hands gently on Ye Wenming's shoulder.

He didn't move at all, just looking at her faintly.

She felt sweating slightly, and a feeling of tension spread throughout her body. Then her fingers gently lifted his collar, and fingertips stroked the skin of his neck, while her face was getting closer and closer to his face.

As she got closer... she could count his eyelashes clearly, see her own face in his pupils, and feel his breathing.

His expression was so cold.

Obviously, when he was in the hospital, he smiled so gently at her. His black eyes were filled with love. He gently held her hand and said to her, "Qianyun, I will treat you very well in the future..."

But now, what remains between them is just this coldness.

Zhuo Qianyun put her lips on the other party's thin lips, with a hint of cool lips, which made people feel timid.

She tried to kiss her, but he never responded.

A glimmer flashed in Zhuo Qianyun's eyes. She was about to retreat, but his big hand suddenly grabbed the back of her head, "Is that the only thing? It's simple that doesn't make me feel attracted to me. How can you kiss like this make me moved, and how can I be willing to do it? At least this should be..."

As his voice fell, his lips fell heavily on her lips, and a fierce kiss followed.

Zhuo Qianyun was almost unable to breathe after being kissed, and her whole body was almost trapped in this fierce kiss. In an instant, the scenes of them in the hospital were constantly flashing through her mind.
Chapter completed!