Chapter 1152: Ye Jiaqi, Is There Any End?

Ye Jiaqi's eyes were blank, and his tone was sneering. 【Latest chapter reading. 】

In this world, if Joss wanted her life, she would not resist.

"Ye Jiaqi, don't provoke me." Josnian looked at her coldly.

Ye Jiaqi lowered his head, his fingers rubbing his quilt, and there was a great sense of loneliness in his heart.

From beginning to end, she was alone, lonely to the extreme.

"Go to bed early, and someone will send you away tomorrow." Josnian has always been indifferent, but very tough.

"I'm not leaving, it's not easy for me to come here, you didn't tell me the truth." Ye Jiaqi is also very stubborn.

"Whatever you want, if you don't leave, I won't let you out of Qiao's house. You can choose the two paths. ”

"Why are you like this?" Ye Jiaqi's eyes widened.

In terms of means, she has never been Josnian's opponent.

"You didn't know me for the first day, I was like this, it was very unexpected to you?" Josnian looked like he should be.

He looked at Ye Jiaqi, her face had not yet recovered, her eyes were bloodshot, and she looked at him and wanted to eat him.

Ye Jiaqi lifted the quilt and was about to jump out of bed, but she threw off the hot water bottle in her hand.

Joss strode forward, pressed her shoulders hard, and threw her back under the covers.

"Give me some peace."

Ye Jiaqi refused and struggled hard.

He pressed her, and she pushed him.

However, her strength was no match for him after all, and she was crushed by him.

He leaned over, his whole body pressed against her, and his breath was a little panting.

"Ye Jiaqi, you are really not honest, do you want me to treat you?"

He approached her, and there was a sweet and elegant smell on him, fresh and indifferent, mixed with some tobacco smell.

Ye Jiaqi was pressed on the bed by him, his back against the soft sheets, and his hair was messy and spread.

He was only a few centimeters away from her, and her eyes fluttered as hot breath fell on her face.

"I'm not leaving." She still said that.

"Whatever you want, if you don't leave, you can play with me in Qiao's house for a few days, I'm happy."

"Who do you think of me? If you want to see me, if you don't want to see you, kick me away, go to Chicago to find me when you're bored, and drive me away if you're not bored, right? ”

Josnian freed up a hand and patted her face, but did not answer her.

But he didn't get up from her, pressing her to prevent her from moving, and there was a burning light in his eyes.

"You speak." Ye Jiaqi didn't like such silence.

Looking at each other, she couldn't see the look in his eyes.

"Go take a hot shower, have clothes at home."

"Some people say that my dad is not dead, but in your hands, I know that he must be better than dead."

"Ye Jiaqi, is there an end? Well? ”

"You know...... I want a home, I have relatives at home, and I am happy...... But you've never made me feel better...... I know I don't have much weight in my words, but will you let me see my father? ”

"Ye Jiaqi, don't provoke my patience again, I'll tell you again, Xiang Hua is dead."

"I don't believe it, I don't believe you."

Ye Jiaqi's emotions were a little uncontrollable, almost hysterical.

Qiao Sinian's brows furrowed, he obviously didn't want to pay attention to Ye Jiaqi anymore.

Straightening his clothes, he got up from her and walked out of the bedroom.

There was still his breath in the air, and Ye Jiaqi's hands were clutching the sheets tightly, and his knuckles were white.

It was warm in the bedroom, but her heart was cold.

Looking up, the light of the crystal lamp shone on her face, soft and quiet.