Song Shuyu soon felt suffocated.

The effects of alcohol seem to accelerate this feeling.

There was an unspoken understanding between them, and there was not a single kiss from beginning to end.

It didn't last long. He Huaichi stood up, took out a piece of paper and wiped his hands. He took the last step towards her. Everything he did seemed to be to arouse her, and then it stopped abruptly.

A man's ridiculous revenge.

He stood up and said in a lazy tone, "Your reaction doesn't seem like..."

Halfway through what I said, I don’t know if I thought it was not interesting, so I didn’t continue.

As if to explain his actions, he said calmly, "I just want to get to know you."

…

What kind of bullshit way to understand?

After that, I went directly to the bathroom.

The humiliating move also made him fall in. When he was on top of her just now, Song Shuyu couldn't help but feel the light under his pants.

The most beautiful woman in City C, no man would have no reaction after seeing her body. Unless there is something wrong with his sexual orientation.

Song Shuyu sat up and saw her skirt and underwear thrown casually on the carpet.

She picked up her skirt to cover her chest.

There are some faint marks on the shoulders, which are particularly obvious on the snow-white skin. This kind of thing will inevitably lead to some uncontrollable behavior.

The sound of water inside stopped, and He Huaichi walked out of it wearing a bathrobe.

Song Shuyu asked with a gentle smile, "Mr. He has lost his confidence? Or is it really not possible?"

A gentle knife.

Her smile has been cultivated since she was a child, and she maintains etiquette and will not amplify her voice even if she quarrels with others.

He Huaichi looked at her with his amber eyes, his eyes were silent, and his handsome face was obscured by shadows. He slowly uttered a few words, "I have mysophobia."

It was not a funny thing to say, but Song Shuyu suddenly laughed happily, so much so that her chest, which was covered by her skirt, trembled and her clear chest was visible.

She stood up, looked at He Huaichi, and said softly, "Why do you want to marry me? You don't know it yourself? Regarding the matter between you and Wang Ningxi, I don't dislike you, but you dislike me?"

"In that case, you should have agreed to the conditions I proposed just now. Why do you care about a man's self-esteem?"

"A person with a dirty heart is more shameful than a person with a dirty body."

Song Shuyu grabbed the collar of He Huaichi's bathrobe with her fingertips and pulled him closer.

The delicate, flawless face is right in front of you, a face that is hard not to be moved by. But in the eyes of the daughter, who has been pampered since childhood, there is a trace of vicissitudes that should not be seen at her status and age.

"I'll tell you where my first time was."

The tone is slightly sad and a little sarcastic.

Obviously this problem went beyond He Huaichi's expectations and was somewhat confusing.

The man said nothing.

"On the hospital bed. I was twenty years old that year. For my birthday, I gave myself to a dog." She stood on tiptoes, leaned closer to him, and breathed softly into his ear.

After speaking, his eyes met with He Huaichi's.

"Very perverted, isn't it? But very exciting."

Song Shuyu, the most famous daughter of the city C, was rumored to be well-educated and well-educated. She was a lady from a famous family and had a very strict upbringing.

But now it seems that the rumors are all nonsense.

Apart from a frown, Song Shuyu saw no other expression on He Huaichi's face.

My heart is very empty.

She turned around, poured less than a third of the whiskey remaining on the coffee table into her mouth, and then walked into the bedroom barefoot.
Chapter completed!