Can You Love Me?

Chapter 142 The Smelly Shameless Dead Man

Would love to... would love to hear his voice again.

The other party asked, "Just these two?"

Xin Ai nodded: "Yes, just these two."

The surroundings became quiet again, and after a while, Xin Ai heard footsteps, which slowly approached her again, and her body gradually became stiff.

She suddenly felt that something was weird and not quite right.

After a while, Xin Ai heard the other party say: "The first one... can't do it, as for the second... phone call, I guess it won't work either, but..."

The man said a but, but there was no sound.

And the footsteps from far to near finally stopped in front of Xin Ai.

If there is a faint breath, with the familiar smell from the past, it slowly gets into Xin Ai's nose.

Xin Ai's body was tense, her hands were clenched tightly, and her nails dug into the flesh without feeling any pain.

Suddenly, Xin Ai raised his bound hands and tore off the hood on his head. With red eyes, like a ferocious little beast, he stared fiercely at the man standing in front of him.

Xin Ai pursed her lips tightly, her teeth were almost crushed, her eyes were full of tears, and the fire of anger burned in her eyes, making her eyes extremely bright and dazzling, like a burning torch in the dark night, able to illuminate Brighten up the night sky.

Xin Ai tried her best not to let the tears fall, but in the end she couldn't hold back, the tears rolled down the corner of her eyes, Xin Ai raised her hand to wipe them away forcefully, turned and left.

As soon as she turned around, before she took a step, the person behind her was hooked around her waist, and her long arm slightly exerted force on her body, and she was brought back. Her petite body fell into the arms of the person, and she couldn't help herself from struggling!

There was heat in my ears, and a deep and magnetic male voice sounded: "Are you angry?"

His voice was calm, carefully discerned, and he could hear a smile. It seemed that her performance just now put him in a particularly good mood.

But that voice with a smile was indescribably harsh in Xin Ai's ears.

The man in the room who had just talked to Xin Ai was cautiously moving away little by little.

In the current situation, a fool can see that a war is about to break out, and if he doesn't go out for a while, the house will catch fire, and he, the pond fish, will be the first to be burned to death.

The fire burning in Xin Ai's heart almost burned her to ashes. Just now she was struggling in fear and despair. When she thought she was really going to die, in her last wish, besides her most important relatives, the first The second person I want to see is Jian Zechuan.

But the person who brought her this fear and made her struggle in the abyss of despair was precisely this man.

If my hands are free now, Xin Ai really wants to slap myself, so that you don't have a fucking brain, make you stupid, and even think about this man. Thinking about him is more useful than thinking about a dog.

Xin Ai struggled and said angrily, "Let go, don't touch me."

At this time, Xin Ai really didn't want to think about whether she would offend Jian Zechuan by doing this, and whether she would anger him and get kicked by him.

She just wanted to kill the stinky man in front of her. How wrong is he? How boring is it? Was his fucking brain kicked by a donkey?

Jian Zechuan's arms were around Xin Ai, the angrier she was, the better he felt: "Why, just now you said that you are Jian Zechuan's woman, now I can't touch you?"

Not only does he want to touch, he also wants to kiss, not only wants to kiss, but also wants her tonight...

As she said that, her lips were already close to Xin Ai's ear, and she kissed her.

Xin Ai turned her head and refused to let him touch her. She sneered, "Hehe... just now? Can you believe what I said just now? I just wanted to use you. You really took it seriously. Jian Zechuan, don't you really think that I want to see you last?" Is it you?"

Jian Zechuan was still smiling, the smile reached his eyes, and the stars sinking in his eyes seemed to float with his smile, so dazzling.

He didn't know, Xin Ai said this just to provoke him, this little girl became angry from embarrassment.

Xin Ai writhed and struggled, trying to break free from Jian Zechuan's arms: "Let me go, who told you to touch me."

Jian Zechuan's arms hugged her waist tightly. She hadn't seen her for a few days, and she lost weight again. This waist was even thinner than when he touched it last time. He felt a little displeased. I don't know where it fell off?

Jian Zechuan pressed his lips against Xin Ai's neck, and kissed slowly: "You said, you are my only woman, if I don't touch you, who will I touch? I want to touch someone else, aren't you jealous?"

There was a thin layer of sweat on Xin Ai's neck, it was cold sweat from being frightened just now, and she still smelled of barbecue, which was really not pleasant, but Jian Zechuan opened his mouth and bit it lightly. A clean freak?

He was clearly a stinky, shameless dead man.

Xin Ai endured the strangeness that Jian Zechuan brought her, and taunted: "Oh, jealous, I will be jealous if I like you, if I don't like you, even if you change a hundred women a day, do you think I will look at you? One glance."

Jian Zechuan stopped, and looked at Xin Ai with a half-smile: "Are you willing to tell the truth?"

There was a coolness in his voice, and Xin Ai thumped, and became a little more sober, regretting what he said just now without thinking through his brain.

But the words had already been spoken, so she couldn't take them back, she had to bite the bullet and continue.

Xin Ai still had anger on her face, and she didn't show the slightest change in her heart just now.

There was a sarcasm on her lips: "What about the truth, what about lies, is it important to you, Mr. Jian? And before you ask me whether what I said is true or not, please don't hide your head and show your tail next time. How much fulfillment does scaring a woman give you?"

Xin Ai really didn't expect that Jian Zechuan was responsible for this kidnapping. He was so bored, he didn't want to stay here in Mingdu and come here and abduct her from the street.

Since witnessing An Xinya's death with her own eyes in the afternoon, Xin Ai has been trembling like walking on thin ice, for fear that she will end up like An Xinya in the next second.

I'm afraid that before finding Xin Huan, he will die unexpectedly.

But Jian Zechuan was good. When she was most afraid, she did the thing she was most afraid of.

It took less than half an hour from being captured in the car to when the hood was just lifted, but Xin Ai felt as if she had rolled in a circle in hell. She was afraid, she was terrified, psychologically. Torment can sometimes destroy a person more than physical pain.

Xin Ai thought that she would never have the chance to see the sun tomorrow, and would never meet Xin Huan alive again, until... Jian Zechuan's footsteps sounded.

After being with someone for a long time, even with your eyes closed, you can still hear his footsteps.

At first, she thought she had heard it wrong, but when the footsteps moved from far to near, until they stopped in front of her, until the unique aura belonging to Jian Zechuan got into Xin Ai's nose, she was completely sure that it was the one who kidnapped her. Who the hell are people!

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