She was breathing fast, and even her eyes seemed to be empty. The whole person seemed to be pushed into an empty state. She didn’t feel that the man’s words stabbed her, but she still felt that the blood in her whole body was like Surged.
She hasn’t felt this way for a long, long time.
Mo Shichen looked at her for a while, half a minute later, he leaned down again and stretched his hand to her chest. Wen Yi’s body became stiff, raised his eyelids, and looked at him with cold eyes.
The man’s slender and beautiful fingers buckled her buttons one by one, and even raised his hand to straighten her short hair, and finally put a soft k!ss on her cheek, then stood up and walked back.
He methodically poured a cup of hot tea, then turned back to her and put the cup on the coffee table.
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