As soon as his words fell, Luo Xingchen stood up from the water suddenly, very emotional, "Jin Zeming, I haven't signed the contract with you yet, if you go to sleep with her again, I won't do it." ”

Thinking about what was written in the newspaper about the noble son and beautiful woman, she became angry, "If you touch her, don't touch me again." In this world, you are not the only one who has money. ”

"That's right," Jin Zeming stood up calmly, looking down condescendingly at her face full of anger, and laughed wickedly, "Miss Luo raised her arms, and the men all rushed forward. How many do you sleep in a night? ”

"How many do you care I sleep? If you dare to sleep with Song Keer, I will turn my face with you. She glared at Jin Zeming viciously like an enraged jealous woman.

Thinking that Song Keer dared to say anything about her girlfriends, she wanted to rush out and kill someone.

Back then, there was an accident in the family, her father was seriously ill, and finally she was betrayed by her best friend.

After so many years, she felt that she was used to the days when she had no friends, no money, and was heavily indebted.

But there are some injuries that cannot be healed.

For example, that night.

Even if that man was Jin Zexuan, she couldn't have acted as if it hadn't happened.

Song Ke'er, this revenge is not avenged, you wait!

Luo Xingchen bit his lip fiercely, and his eyes flashed with tears.

When Jin Zeming saw those lights, his heart was inexplicably filled with pain.

The pain was very light, but it was very deep.

He remembered that day in the hotel, and she said that she would do anything for her brother's recovery.

At that moment, she was so sad and helpless, so weak and helpless.

"Miss Luo, where is your pride?" He joked and reached out and pressed her into his arms.

Luo Xingchen crouched on his chest, and the solid sense of reliance made her no longer able to hide the fragility in her heart.

"Jin Zeming, why are you so annoying?" She closed her eyes, tears streaming down his neck.

When she met him, where did she have any pride?

He was constantly reminding her that she had sold him and could no longer have pride and self-esteem.

is as proud as her, if such a situation is reduced to sharing the same man with Song Ke'er, it is better to die than this.

"Ugly!" Jin Zeming picked up her tear-stained face and kissed her eyes after speaking.

Salty tears sucked into his mouth, and his heart tore at him.

His lips slowly fell, and a kiss full of pity and soothing fell on her lips.

Luo Xingchen's depressed mood was soothed by his gentle and pitying kisses, and gradually, she began to respond to him, tightening her hand around his neck and pulling him towards herself.

"Little Star, do you want to have a hot spring earthquake?" He was reluctant to raise his head slightly and tease her.

"Don't ......," she blushed with tears streaming down her face.

……

SS Fashion Magazine Charity Gala, once a year.

The gathering of celebrities, celebrities, and supermodels is the biggest attraction of each party.

Luo Xingchen was not qualified to receive invitations to the party in the past, but this time, he was also stained with Jin Zeming's light.

When the Maybach they were sitting in stopped in front of the venue, even through the window glass, Luo Xingchen could clearly see the gathered reporters.

"Jin Zeming, I don't have the money to donate."

"How much do you want to donate, report the number, I'll give!" Jin Zeming got out of the car first, and then stretched out his hand to her in the car.