C8 Not that kind of woman

He suddenly separated from her. There was the sound of a drawer being opened, followed by the sound of tearing a plastic package. She was not young at all. At the age of 21, she understood what he was doing.

He despised her for being dirty, of course, because she was now such a lowly person.

His breath once again curled up as he smiled happily in his heart. If she wasn't desperate, she definitely wouldn't be with such a man. She definitely shouldn't waste her other half.

"If it wasn't for your face, I definitely wouldn't have touched you ?" He suddenly mumbled hoarsely, followed by a sharp pain that swept over as his joyous spirit became extremely clear.

She didn't like him, and someone like him probably didn't like her.

She tightly clenched her teeth, not making any sound, like a puppet.

The power of his kiss was very heavy, as if he was venting his anger. Yet, his actions slowed down, and even became gentle?

Huaiyan didn't know, she only felt that her face was ice-cold. In the end, she seemingly called out a name in a low voice, Song Jiaming.

Yes, the first man she had ever fallen in love with, the man she wanted to entrust her life to.

Her eyes were wide open as she looked at the ceiling, thinking that he was probably entangled with Lin Qian.

It wasn't that he didn't have that kind of request, but that he was extremely unwilling to give up on his happiness. He wholeheartedly wanted to wait until they were married and give Xu Huanyan a clean and quiet life.

"Is this your first time?"

His tone of voice was extremely cold, without even the slightest trace of surprise.

Huaiyan turned around and placed herself on the edge of the bed, taking up a small space. She closed her eyes and murmured, "I'm not that kind of woman. I just need money."

"They all come out to ask for money, right?" His voice was filled with contempt, but then it became completely silent. After a long time, his body was about to go stiff. Only then did he realize that there was no need for him to restrain himself. That person had already fallen asleep.

She also fell asleep at the same time. In her dreams, it was all Song Jiaming, the Song Jiaming who held her hand, the Song Jiaming who chased after her, the Song Jiaming who hugged Lin Qian, the Song Jiaming who roared at her.

How unlucky.

Joy in the dream, are all thinking this, why out of the heart to love a person? It would be better to be like Lin Qian, as long as there was money, there would be love.

She always woke up early. Even if she drank wine, she would wake up on time at 6 o'clock. Her stepmother's usual feather duster was still effective.

If this man went back on his word and left her in her room without paying, she would die.

Now, she decided, she would wash her face and sit beside him awake and wait for him to wake up and collect fees.