With a face that was exactly the same as Gong Xijiuyi, it was too tempting for Tang Ying.
She knew that the person in front of her could not be from Gong Xijiu, but she still substituted this person into Gong Xijiu.
No other thoughts, she missed him so much.
Tang Ying was drunk and had a fever at this moment, and she was very confused.
I didn’t hear what the man said at all, so I walked towards the man.
Her legs kept getting weak, as if she was stepping on the soft marshmallow, which gave her the hallucination that she was dreaming.
Since Gong Xijiu’s death, she has dreamed of him so pitifully.
Even in the dream, Tang Ying wanted to hug him and kiss him.
It was really painful to hold on by himself during the days when he was not here.
However, before she could reach the man’s face, she was no longer conscious.
My body softened and fell toward the back.
Ji Liting was moving very quickly. Before he could think too much, his body had already taken action.
He walked over quickly and hugged the fallen woman in his arms.
As that night, her body was particularly soft and mixed with a faint fragrance of wine.
Tang Ying was not wearing makeup at this moment, her face was clean and her face was very red.
Ji Liting couldn’t help but frown. How much wine did he drink.
Ji Liting couldn’t do it yet to bring a woman into her apartment, after all, she still wanted her own life.
Ji Liting picked her up, took her key, and opened the door for her.
He has not been in Japan for long, so he logically stayed in a hotel.
But he didn’t like the feeling of a hotel, so he asked Zhou Jun to find such an apartment for him.
Unexpectedly, they entered the same elevator on the first day of check-in.
At that time, she was small and looked weak, and she couldn’t help but make the man feel the desire to protect him.
He stared at her all the way, and she kept looking down and fiddling with her cell phone, never looking at her.
Tang Ying’s single apartment is a much smaller apartment than his.