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Chapter 767 : He's really merciless

Happy times always flow by very quickly. I don’t know how long it took, but Jia Ruo moved his body and opened his eyes slightly.

The alcohol had not completely dissipated yet, and he frowned slightly, as if he felt a little uncomfortable.

The corners of the indifferent lips were slightly raised, and there was a trace of drunken laziness and confusion in a pair of eyes, which were deep, charming and as black as ink.

Hua Xiyue had never seen him in such a drunken state. He was cold and sultry, like a plum blossom in the first snow, so beautiful and thrilling.

I almost didn't dare to look up at him, but I couldn't suppress my curiosity and wanted to see his reaction.[

The two looked at each other for about three seconds.

Jia Ruo's body stiffened suddenly, and he seemed to have finally come to his senses.

His face suddenly turned pale.

"What...is going on?!" Looking at Hua Xiyue in his arms, his face was full of disbelief, and his voice trembled slightly.

Almost subconsciously, he pushed Hua Xiyue out with a sudden push.

"Boom!" Hua Xiyue fell to the ground because she was caught off guard.

His forehead hit the corner of the bed and was immediately bruised.

He really has no pity for her!

Hua Xiyue got up with a sad face and looked at him: "This is what you see. Who asked you to leave me and go alone..."

"Hua Xiyue, you..." Jiaruo had a splitting headache because of the hangover, and Hua Xiyue's interference made his head hurt even more.

He hurriedly checked himself, um...fortunately, his true form was not lost.

He breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, although he was drunk, he had not done anything irreparable.

He glanced at Hua Xiyue again and saw a large bruise on her forehead. His heart trembled and he looked away: "Hua Xiyue, don't follow me."

He straightened his clothes, turned around and left.

Hua Xiyue's heart slowly sank

After all, it was just like this, and he returned to his usual cold and ruthless nature.

He didn't want to let himself follow him anymore, but his heart had already been left on him and he couldn't take it back even if he wanted to, so what should he do?


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