He was drunk, she knew. [Full text reading. 】

For an instant, he was silent, not a word.

His broad and powerful hands hugged her tightly, refusing to let go, refusing to let go.

His temples hurt and hurt, but he subconsciously discerned Ye Jiaqi's breath, and he followed her breath as if chasing light.

"You answer me, Josnian!"

“”

Joss didn't speak, and his head hurt.

Ye Jiaqi's slap was very heavy, and his cheeks were still hot and painful.

But he didn't speak, he didn't get angry, he just put his arms around her, rubbed against her, lowered his head and buried his head in her neck socket.

This action, Xiao Liang likes to do with her.

At this time, Qiao Sinian moved like this, and Ye Jiaqi felt like an electric current all over her body, and she couldn't help it.

Her body trembled so badly that he didn't say a word, and she was also very uncomfortable.

"You get out." She nudged him hard.

The drunken man was less defensive, and she pushed him, and he looked up from between her necks.

The night is dark.

The little girl outside is still scratching the door, "meowing" non-stop.

"Qiqi, I'll leave tomorrow"

"I'll let you go now!" Ye Jiaqi trembled with anger.

"Qiqi, it's cold," he tried to hug her again.

"Yes, the winter in Chicago is cold, you are cold, and I am not warm." Ye Jiaqi's tone was sharp.

As soon as he came, the little warmth she had left was gone.

"Who are you talking to," Josnian's voice was hoarse.

Ye Jiaqi frowned, did he hear her call?

"You don't care who I call, you get out, I tell you, if you come to my house again, I will call the police." Ye Jiaqi warned him, "I said, I don't want to see you again in my life." ”

"This life is so short, you don't want to see me, can I see you?"

"Not good! Get out! ”

"I just flew here in the evening, and it takes twelve hours to get from the capital to Chicago, but I may not even have twelve minutes to see you."

"Don't say twelve minutes, I don't even want to see you for twelve seconds."

"Seventy-Seven"

Ye Jiaqi didn't want to reason with him anymore, so she unscrewed the door with her backhand.

As soon as the door opened, a breath of fresh, cold air came in.

The little boy immediately jumped into the living room smartly and called "meow".

In the dark, the little girl smelled the breath of Josnian.

It may be that the smell is too familiar, and it stops screaming for a while.

I thought it was a stranger bullying Qiqi, but it wasn't a stranger, so it relaxed its vigilance and followed Ye Jiaqi lazily.

"Josnian, I don't want to see you for a minute." Ye Jiaqi pushed him hard.

"Seventy-Seven"

Just when he wanted to hold on to the wall and grab her, Ye Jiaqi used his strength, "bang", and closed the door!

The door closed, and her heart was still beating.

Her breathing was still rapid and shroven, and her heart was beating out of her throat.

Her body was shaking, and she even forgot to turn on the light.

With her legs limp, she slumped on the carpet, hugging her knees and staring blankly ahead.

In the darkness, she could see nothing, only endless blackness, endless.

The little girl crouched at her feet, silent.

The footsteps outside the door faded away, and he still didn't say anything.

Ye Jiaqi's mind was a mess, like a ball of silk threads, and he couldn't figure it out.

The carpet was soft, and she sat on the floor, the chill attacking.

She clenched her arms, cold.