Miss Xiao Baiyu especially today, she told herself that she still loved him.
As for Qiao Yushi, it may be because of the habit of body obsession after two years.
Brother Xiaoyong once said: "If you want Qiao Yushi to fall in love with you, you should fall in love with him. If you don't love him, just pretend to fall in love with him, and then you will really fall in love with him. By then, He feels your sincerity and will fall in love with you."
At the age of twenty, she simply took Xiaoyong's words as a motto. She thought that she was already his woman, and she should find a way to make him fall in love with herself and be together forever.
Qiao Yushi saved her father, she should be grateful, should return him a woman's sincerity.
So she desperately made herself forget Xiao Baiyu, tried hard to observe Qiao Yushi's words and expressions, carefully remember his likes and dislikes, and spare no effort.
She thought Qiao Yushi would love her a little bit, otherwise, why would she be so greedy for her body?
When she saw his care for Cheng Feixue with her own eyes, she knew how naive her behavior and thoughts were.
She woke up and would never have wishful dreams from now on, she would drive him away from her heart completely.
Ninety-two days... She will use these three months to regain her confidence and return to the workplace.
He got married today, so she would not care what she was doing. She went around the bookstore for an afternoon freely and bought some practical books.
After reading the book for one night, it has been enriched.
At half past ten in the night, she took a shower comfortably, dried her hair, and slept under a blanket.
It's been almost two years. For the first time, she doesn't have to worry about being forced into Chenghuan in the middle of the night. She wants to let herself have a good sleep.
In a daze, Zillog felt numb and itchy at the earlobe, a little comfortable and uncomfortable. She stretched out her hand to pat off the thing that attacked her, but her small hand was held tightly by a big cool hand, and then her small body was tightly pressed underneath by the huge and strong body.
Even if she just woke up, she could still detect his anger.
"Why did you come to me, tonight is your bridal chamber...well..." Before she could finish her words, her little mouth was immediately sealed with his drunk lips.
Sweeping frantically and violently sucking, her lips were soon a little red and swollen by his kiss.
Tonight she didn't really want to, no matter what the body's reaction was, she was very, very resistant to his contact in her heart.
He and her best friend's bridal chamber was festooned. He should be with the bride. How could he treat her like this?