The cold wind blew across her cheek, Jiang Yimian's fingers clenched into fists, and her heart felt a throbbing pain.
She couldn't help but think of the scenes that had happened between her and Zhao Jingyan, which were engraved in her heart like a brand, and she couldn't get rid of them no matter what.
And everything that's going to happen tonight.
They all frightened her physically and mentally.
She didn't have the courage to face what was about to happen.
Therefore, Jiang Yimian still chose to escape uncontrollably.
No one knows the terrain here better than she does. With the wind whistling in her ears and dead leaves constantly falling, she runs forward with her head covered.
It's like there is a scourge behind you.
But she was so thin and weak that she was soon chased by the man behind her.
In the quiet garden, the only sound was her slight breathing.
"Why are you running?" Zhao Jingyan approached her step by step.
Under the dim night, Jiang Yimian soon found himself nowhere to retreat and leaned against a big tree.
"Jiang Yimian, you are successful, huh?" Zhao Jingyan slowly approached her, raised his hand and pinched her delicate chin, with a mocking tone.
The two of them were now very close.
Warm breaths spread in front of each other's faces, unable to be avoided.
Jiang Yimian's face turned pale instantly.
His eyelashes began to tremble uncontrollably.
After trying hard for a long time, she slowly found her voice and said in a trembling voice: "Zhao Jingyan, please let me go..."
"Jiang Yimian, if I let you go, who will let me go?"
The next second, the words fell, and his thin lips covered Jiang Yimian's red lips.
"Well..."
Jiang Yimian subconsciously wanted to push him away.
But his kiss was fierce, leaving no room for her, and she couldn't resist at all.
Zhao Jingyan put one hand on her shoulder, and the other hand hugged her slender waist.
"Let... let go, I..."
Jiang Yimian struggled desperately, and the nauseating feeling in his heart suddenly surged into his heart.
Perhaps feeling the moisture in the corners of her eyes, Zhao Jingyan froze and stopped.
Jiang Yimian was free and could not care about anything else. He ran aside and retched.
This was the physical discomfort she felt towards Zhao Jingyan.
Whenever he comes close, she will tremble uncontrollably and feel sick.
Witnessing all this, Zhao Jingyan felt an extremely angry flame boiling in his chest.
And heart-piercing pain.
At that moment, Zhao Jingyan lost his mind. Regardless of her wishes, he picked her up and strode towards the villa.
Jiang Yimian only felt his eyes spinning for a while, and then his whole body was thrown onto the soft big bed.
"Jiang Yimian, why are you vomiting?" Zhao Jingyan lost control of his emotions at the moment. He pressed her down, pinched her cheek with his right hand, and said harshly: "You hate me so much, don't you?"
Jiang Yimian's eyes turned red and he said nothing.
"You were the one who provoked me first, but now that you have a new love, you kicked me away, right?" Zhao Jingyan's voice was hoarse and trembling: "Speak! Jiang Yimian, speak..."
Her silence was almost driving him crazy.
Jiang Yimian was forced to raise her head and look at him. Her eyes were clear and bright, vaguely revealing grievance and pain, but she still pursed her lips and said nothing.
Her silence, without sound, challenged his limits.
Zhao Jingyan's eyes flashed, a little scarlet, and after a moment, he said in a hoarse voice: "What's his name?"
"No..." A tear dropped from the corner of Jiang Yimian's eyes, and he swallowed: "There is no new love."
Zhao Jingyan was stunned for a moment, but quickly realized: "That's your childhood sweetheart, right?"
Deep down in his heart, he didn't want to believe that Jiang Yimian would hate him so much. This chapter has been completed!