019: You miss me but don’t dare to tell me? The indifference in his eyes suddenly turned into tender affection, asking her like a child.

A long time ago, Huo Ting stood outside her dormitory building, smelling of alcohol, holding her wrist tightly and asking, "You said you just want to watch me draw? Let me ask you, Wu

Ruan Ruan, do you follow me every day just to watch me draw?"

Wu Ruanruan looked at Huo Ting in front of him sadly. Thinking of the love they once had, he only felt sad.

"Why didn't you answer? You missed me and didn't dare to say anything." Huo Ting's tone was aggressive.

"I..." Before Ruan Ruan could say anything, Huo Ting held her face and approached her domineeringly. Her eyes widened, unable to focus on Huo Ting at such a close range, and her mind went blank.

Huo Ting didn't know which answer he wanted to hear, but every possible answer would disturb his ears like Ling Chi's knife.

He arched his body, because the anger of not getting an answer was like a sultry fire, burning his breath into complete disorder, and his heartbeat was also crazy. Wu Ruanruan was awakened by the tearing pain on his lips, and struggled to break free.

His shackles, the person she was familiar with, the temperature she was familiar with, and her breathing were familiar, but this strong force was particularly unfamiliar.

She punched his chest with her fist, "Huo Ting!"

Huo Ting raised his head with a groan. His pale pink lips gradually turned a grayish purple. His sharp-knuckled palms were still firmly clasping the back of her head, holding the side of her face, with a teasing smile on his lips.

"Wu Ruanruan, will you become a fool after getting divorced? I want to see it. Why don't you just go to Huo's house? I said you won't be allowed to see me. Anyone who lets you see him will have to get out. You have to please me.

, is possible."

Ruan Ruan licked the blood drops at the corner of his mouth and looked away.

Huo Ting's palm gently slid across her neck and held her throat, denying her the right to breathe. "Huh? Please please me, won't you?"

Wu Ruanruan was angry and resentful, and his body was trembling slightly, "If you need it, just go home. You already have a beautiful wife waiting for you."

Huo Ting's hand holding her chin slowly tightened, and he raised her head so that she could look at him. He wiped away the blood drops on her mouth with his fingertips. His eyes were burning and his voice was soft, "Does it hurt?"

Ruan Ruan was surprised by the sudden tenderness. Her eyes were sour and she looked straight at Huo Ting. When she was violent, she was terrifying, but when she was gentle, she was as soft as a cloud.

Ruan Ruan was silent, he wanted to get closer, but Ruan Ruan's round belly forced him to bend his body slightly to touch her forehead. He whispered firmly, "Wu Ruan Ruan, you miss me, I know, you must

miss me."

Wu Ruanruan knew that she should push him away, but when she faced Huo Ting's sudden confession of feelings, she might still have a trace of residual love for her, even if it was not perfect, incomplete, even if she was hungover,

After waking up with regret and pain, she still couldn't bear to push it away at this moment.

He is Huo Ting, this handsome man who once used the sweater he was wearing to wrap himself in his arms and stroke her earlobe so gently. His voice penetrated her ears like a feather. He

Say, little Ruan Ruan, how could I love you so much? Huh?

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Chapter completed!