“You can do whatever you want. I, Shen Jinman, don’t know what else I can make you feel using.” Her heart was as if dead, and she couldn’t burn any hope.
“Okay, I want to see what other fiancée smells like.” As he said that, his lips fell on the snow-white skin exposed on her collarbone.
The domineering spirit ignited the temperature in the carriage. A little flame wrapped the two of them tightly.
Shen Jinman didn’t move at all, but was like a dead fish waiting for someone to slaughter. Her tears had already dried up. Today she felt pain again. What should she do?
Suddenly, Gu Moran raised her head, looked at the woman under her body with disdain, and suddenly raised her hand, but Shen Jinman’s eyes were calm and calm, without any fear, let alone other emotions.
But Gu Moran raised his hand for a long time and never fell down. He just looked at her emotionally unconscious face in anger and lost all his interest in an instant.
“Why don’t you call?” Gu Moran looked at her face, suddenly pinched her smooth chin, and looked at her eyes provocatively.
“What do you want me to call?” Shen Jinman sat up from the chair. I sorted out the clothes on my chest, but I had no warmth in my heart.
“Let you call that like before.”
“Then you treat me like before.” Shen Jinman looked at the man in front of her coldly. She knew that only by pretending to be strong can she feel more comfortable.