Yang exhaled a strong, masculine breath. Ignoring my evasion, the soft, wet lips demanded fiercely and greedily. I don't want that body to be immersed in his tenderness anymore and betray myself again. And he used all his strength to push him away.

Associated with him and multiple women many times. Then he said with disgust, disgust, and resentment, "You are so despicable! ”

Yang An, who was out of interest, his expression became cold again. His face turned into the distance, and he exhaled deeply a few times, and his heaving chest calmed down a lot. Turning around and pulling my hand, I pulled my hand to dodge, and he looked unhappy and forcibly held my hand for a long time.

I felt very tired, so I sat on a bench and didn't leave. He sat down with me, but remained silent. The sun in the depths of winter is precious, I close my eyes and enjoy this leisure time, the warm and precious sunshine.

Just as I was gradually relaxing myself. Yang An said coldly: "Let me give you a name." ”

"Don't!" I sat up straight and spat out those two words coldly but firmly from my mouth.

"You hate me like that?" He exhaled cold, and his eyes looked into the distance with cold indifference. The expression on his face gradually changed from Aojun to pain.

I didn't want to provoke him with my words again, so I bowed my head and kept silent.

I never wanted to hate the man named "Yang An". He was my first love, so pure and melodious, but today I think of him with hatred. If I were to marry him, it would be like going through purgatory for a lifetime. I don't want to die to marry a man who behaves so vilely and likes to abuse me. Now he and Yang An in my young heart are no longer alone at all. He abruptly got up and left. Watch his delicate shadow be dragged by the sun for a long time. Farther and farther away, more and more blurred.

He must have been determined to say "give me a place." Give me a name, and everything he has today will be burned. I began to wonder about the distress in his heart. What kind of person is he? A little white face who married a rich lady? A despicable villain who wants to possess and humiliate others? How could such a person give up his illustrious wealth for the sake of someone who did not love him? He, unfathomable!

If, if life is only as it first sees. At first sight, the light-hearted girl loved the yellow spring flowers. At that ignorant age, how many days and nights have you been looking forward to: Young man, treat me with long hair and waist, and marry me?

I walked casually back to the courtyard. Several workers in the courtyard are busy removing pots of flowers and plants from the truck. In the corner of the courtyard, bonsai are placed in a staggered high and low manner. At the top, there is a pot of spring flowers with only branches that have not yet revealed new shoots.

"Come up." Yang An coldly gave me orders from the balcony upstairs.

With great reluctance and helplessness, I held on to the stairs and slowly counted one step or two. When I walked to the balcony, I didn't see him. Then he turned and went to the study, which was empty. My heart can't help but tighten, it won't be in the bedroom, right? Slowly pushing open the door of the bedroom, Yang An faced the big white bed with his back to the door.

"Come in." Yang An's cold tone was filled with some resentment.

I thought that my "don't" might have stirred his sensitive nerves again, so I timidly walked in.

"Close the door. Come here," he said, unbuttoning his coat. I walked up behind him. He was seen wearing a white shirt, khaki straight-leg pants, and white socks. He turned around slowly, staring straight at me, and his tone was slightly softer: "Be good this time, there are a lot of people downstairs." ”

He's a greedy beast! The thought of his savagery made my resistance and fear swell rapidly. I closed my eyes and let myself relax and calm down.