The cool breeze at night blew into the car window, and it was obviously cold, but Song Tiantian felt that she was completely numb.

When I closed my eyes, it was still the disgusting scene.

She is not afraid of pain or death, but she is afraid of a strange and dirty man facing herself with such a dirty thing.

Suddenly, she felt sick to her stomach.

"Park, park!" She banged the window, and the driver quickly stepped on the brakes.

Song Tiantian quickly opened the car door, covered his mouth, staggered out of the car, squatted on the side of the road, retching.

Tang Jingyun frowned slightly, and followed her out of the car.

The woman crouching on the side of the road, her thin body wrapped around his blazer, covered her whole body, and he could only see a black mass.

Tang Jingyun approached her and handed her a bottle of water.

Song Tiantian took the water and stood up straight, but her eyes did not fall on Tang Jingyun, she seemed to be dodging something.

She lowered her head and tried to pass him without saying a word, but as she passed by his side, he suddenly reached out and put his arm around her waist, pressing her hard into his arms.

Song Tiantian struggled quietly.

"Don't reject me, okay?" Tang Jingyun's voice was a little hoarse and a little low, and Song Tiantian heard the meaning of the request from his words.

He has always been a high-minded man, self-serving, domineering and powerful, only others ask him, he can't ask anyone at all, but now, she heard it right, he is indeed humbly begging her.

Tang Jingyun could see her dislike for men from her face, but he didn't know if there was himself in those 'men'.

Song tilted his fingers and grabbed the shirt on Tang Jingyun's chest, and the white shirt he ironed was instantly wrinkled by her.

Song tilted his head subconsciously.

The handsome face was particularly bewitching in the moonlight, his short hair was slightly fluttering by the night wind, and he stared at her deeply, and his dark eyes seemed to contain a bottomless vastness......

Song tilted her gaze, not daring to take another look, if she continued to look, she would definitely fall completely.

Seeing her uncomfortable appearance, Tang Jingyun didn't ask anything more.

*

Back at Dijing Villa, Song Tiantian locked himself in the room, a full two hours passed, she still didn't react at all, Tang Jingyun shouted outside the door for a long time, she didn't answer, worried that something would happen to her, he simply walked to the room separated from the master bedroom, through the adjacent balcony, and went directly into the room.

There was no shadow of her in the bedroom, but the sound of water in the bathroom was constant.

He stood at the bathroom door, raised his hand, hesitated for a moment, and finally knocked down.

A knock was heard on the door, and the sound of water in the bathroom stopped abruptly.

"Have you washed it?" He asked aloud.

The people inside didn't respond to him, and just as he was about to push the door in, suddenly, the bathroom door was opened.

Her hair was wet, she was wrapped in a bath towel, and her hands were on her chest, clutched tightly.

She raised her head vigilantly, her delicate face stained with a layer of red, with a charming slightly drunkenness.

"Why did it take so long?" I don't know why, he felt very uneasy when he didn't hear her voice for a while, and people who didn't see her.

"I, I'm so dirty, of course I have to wash it for a long time." She said self-deprecatingly, with an indescribable pain spreading in her heart.