A strange feeling arose in Chu Weilan's heart. She couldn't help but curl the corners of her lips, but lowered her eyes to cover up the sarcasm.

Did he be sure that she would be soft-hearted as long as he showed loss?

“Have you washed?”

Perhaps seeing the strange smile on the corner of her mouth, Ji Yanzheng finally spoke, and his low and hoarse voice sounded very calm.

Chu Weilan nodded slightly.

He knocked the cigarette in his hand on the balcony, then walked to her and reached out to her, as if he was about to hug her.

Chu Weilan subconsciously took a step back.

Ji Yanzheng's hand was hung in the air and slowly tightened.

"You... smell of smoke on your body very strong." Chu Weilan reluctantly found a reason, but did not dare to look at his face. Before the man could speak, she quickly turned around and returned to the bedroom, climbed onto the bed and lay down, and covered herself firmly with a thin quilt.

She couldn't help laughing at herself in her heart. She had clearly made up her mind, but at that moment, she felt a little sad and regretful.

If she had just accepted his hug and forgive him like before, then it would not take long before today's events would have been repeated. She could no longer bear more disappointments.

So, that's it.

Chu Weilan smiled bitterly and closed her eyes, burying her face in the pillow, but the man's footsteps were still clearly heard.

Ji Yanzheng seemed to have gone to the bathroom.

She quietly breathed a sigh of relief, wanting to let herself fall asleep as soon as possible, but the chaotic heart could not settle down. I don’t know how long it took, the footsteps sounded again, getting closer and closer. Then, she felt the bed beside her sink a little.

Ji Yanzheng lay down beside her and turned off the headlights.

Chu Weilan was originally very glad that the man was very tactful and did not touch her, but in just half a minute, he turned over and held her in his arms.

She had maintained her posture for too long, and this shock was extraordinary that Chu Weilan almost jumped out of the bed.

Ji Yanzheng firmly held her waist and his voice was mute: "So you weren't asleep."

Chu Weilan bit his lip, but she did not answer him, nor did she struggle, but buried her face deeper into the pillow, as if the unhappiness after sleep was disturbed, silently resisting his touch, but despite this, the man's hot body could not be ignored.

Of course, Ji Yanzheng felt her resistance.

He let out a deep breath, but he held her tighter, spraying her hot and hot breath on the back of her neck. Seeing that she was still motionless, he simply lifted her long hair and dropped a thin and scald kiss on the back of her neck.

The delicate body in his arms shrank a little.

However, even so, she still didn't speak up, and would rather endure it than struggle, as if she had made up her mind to pretend to sleep to the end.

The pain and weakness in his heart gradually made Ji Yanzheng feel a little angry. He really wanted to pull this woman out of the bed, or simply press her under him, as long as she could force her to react more emotionally.

In any case, it was better than her silent resistance at this moment.

But Ji Yanzheng finally held back. He maintained the posture of holding her from behind, even though the two of them were closely connected, he had already reacted, perhaps because of this, the woman in her arms was always breathing disordered.

Men's heart is even more obscure.

He suddenly remembered every dispute between her and him during this period. Perhaps it was not until this moment that he truly understood why she was sad and angry.
Chapter completed!