Chapter13-Can’t I?

No, no.

It was not until her sixth grade, when she first came to the Great Aunt, that she ended her sleep-sharing experience, and he had a long affair with her.

“Right!” she said. “If you have injuries, then I can help you with medicine, but that doesn’t mean I can take off your clothes at will and look at your body at will.”

“What if I said you could?”

“That’s not OK,” she refused.

On the beautiful face, there is an expression of injury. He suddenly raised his hand and began to unbutton his shirt one by one.

Sharkey stared at her eyes. He – What are you doing?! Undress?

The time seemed to be still, and she watched as he unbuttoned all the buttons of his shirt, faded the shirt, and exposed her naked chest.

In the light, it looks so white. Unlike the childish bodies of childhood and adolescence, his body is now the body of a mature man. Even if it is still lean, it gives a hidden sense of threat.

“Is that your boyfriend?” he asked, approaching her step by step.

At this moment she had a messy mind, watching him get closer and closer, instinctively retreating, but forgetting that behind her was the stove.

“Ah!” exclaimed Sharkey, whose waist slammed into the stove, When you look at the back, you run into the pot where you’re cooking dumplings, And the king said that he had taken the hand of Sharkey, Pull her all over herself.

Bang!

Too much impulse caused both men to fall to the ground, and the bridge of her nose hit him heavily on his chest.

And he, the entire back was hit on the ground, bone and ground impact sound, sounding sore.

Her body was pressed against him, and though there was some hidden pain, it should have been much better than he had come. Her hands held over the cold tiles, and she looked down at the king beneath her.

He closed his eyes, his long lashes, at such a close distance, the thicker, fair complexion, the straight bridge of his nose, every line on his face, like a fine carving of God. He would have been more perfect had his lips not been pale at the moment.

“Jong said,” What happened to you? Did she hit her head? “she was anxious, reaching out a hand and touching her back.

Finger, into his hair, she stretched her arms as long as she could, groping to see if the back of his head was swollen.

It was only inadvertently that he noticed that his eyes had been closed and that he was looking at her in the blink of a blink.

Clear, pure, but in the deepest depths of the dark, hidden a semblance of desire.

As if he could be the purest person in the world or the darkest person.

Sharkey, a shining god, originally held the ground’s hands soft enough to hold the weight of the body. She was all over again on what the king wished.

Her face, affixed to his naked chest, touched each other’s skin, causing her to instantly panic.

“I… I got up first,” she said, hastily trying to get up, but the waist was held by his hands and pressed back to his chest.

She was up, he was down, so attached that he could actually feel the ups and downs of his chest every time, every breath.

Can’t I?

“Let me get up first, Jong said, and I’ll see where you hit,” she cried.

“Kiki.” He pressed her face tightly to his heart, as if to make her listen to him thoroughly. “Can’t I be your boyfriend?”

“She stumbled, only to hear his voice, and continued to ring in front of her head.” I like you, I like you very much, and I like you more than anyone else in the world. I will also love you, the love you want, and I will always give you. “

To get her recognition, to want her to no longer resist him from time to time, to want her more willingly.

She wanted to push his arms away, but when her fingers touched his skin, she was unconsciously hesitant, and an unspeakable emotion spread through her chest.

Is it unbearable? Is compassion? Or is it distressed?

She couldn’t even say it herself. Perhaps really, as he said, in this world, he cares more about her than anyone else.

Just…

“I – can’t I?” Clear, cold sound, like a wire into her ear, penetrating the eardrum, tingling her nerves.

And she couldn’t even say a word.

Li Hongsheng reported on the recruitment at K Big, put a stack of resume on Yip Nanqing’s desk, respectfully said, “K all the intentions of the Four Seas Group student resume, is here.”

“Is it all?” Yenanqing glanced at the curricula vitae.

“Yes.” Li Hongsheng said, hesitating, or, “Miss Xia did not put her resume, so there is no resume.”

“I know.” Ye Nanqing’s voice is still calm. “

Li Hongsheng responded, coming out of the office, looking at his boss’s face, although has been treated by the doctor, but there is still some red at the corner of the eye, not to mention the wound at the corner of the lip.

Looking back on the day he met Yip Nanqing, Li Hongsheng remembered his shock feeling. The man who was so neat and clean that he had even a touch of cleanness appeared in a kind of flutter that he could not normally see: The clothes were visibly wrinkled, the buttons of the suit loose, the neatly black hair, with a messy feeling, the most striking was the red blood on the corner of his lip.

But when he saw him, he was smiling superficially, but there was a smile, cold, bitter, and a frenzy, mixed together, with an unspeakable meaning.

At that time, Yenanqing said, “Magnificent, I see Xiazhi.”

Simply a word, but without origin, let Li Hongsheng has a creepy feeling.

The large office, only Yenanqing one person. The light fell on his handsome face, like a statue.

Moments later, he took out a piece of information from the drawer, the top page of which was printed with a picture of a man and a woman, dressed in a student suit, with a green and childish face.

The woman is Sharkey, and the male… Ye Nanqing’s brow frowned slightly.

King wishes to say, the three number of monarchs, took over the monarch’s hands of the hotel chain, in just a few years, opened up a lot of revenue points. When it comes to finance and numbers, it’s a genius, a curious vision, and especially good at long-term speculation. Yip did not expect that the man would know Sharkey, but also for many years.

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