C3 We're Really in Love

His unfathomable eyes were filled with disdain. He grabbed Mi Si's wrist and pulled her into his embrace. With a flick, he threw her onto the bed.

Mi Si wanted to dodge and get up, but Jing Bohao suppressed her.

This was the first time she was so close to Jing Bohao, and she fell in love with him the moment she saw him. All these years, she had always loved Jing Bohao, and every time Jing Bohao and Mi Nan stood together, she could only hide in the distance and silently watch.

She had always dreamed that she would do the same thing one day, and now that it had happened, it wasn't the way she wanted it to happen.

He seemed like a painter drawing out his facial features one by one. He had a handsome nose, eyes that were as deep as a ravine, and facial features that were clearly defined … He wanted to kiss her so much that he couldn't see the anger and mockery in the depths of his eyes.

He had been in the business world for so many years, and he had seen all sorts of women. He thought that he had great control over the allure of women, not to mention the woman he loathed, but just now, he had an impulse to take Mi Si for himself.

"Mm …" "En..."

She struggled to speak, words drowning in his kiss.

Although she had always dreamed of this day, she was very clear that Jing Bohao was only venting and taking revenge, not sincerely. Especially after she had seen that kind of thing with her with her own eyes, she wasn't stupid, and she didn't love him enough to lose herself. Now that a relationship had occurred, she would only be ashamed of herself in front of him for the rest of her life.

She didn't want to!

Mi Si's body trembled slightly as if she had been struck by lightning. Her body's reaction allowed her to regain her senses. She bit her lips in shame, but at the same time, a hint of despair assaulted her.

What did he take her for? What should I do?

Even the woman in the car was not as good as him!

Her shiny black eyes were filled with tears. She did not want what happened next. Her voice couldn't help but choke, "Jing Bohao, don't …"

"No? Isn't that what you want most? Are you trying to capture me now? "

"Ah!" With a cry of surprise, Mi Si covered her damaged clothes with her hands. Her eyes were red and sparkling as she looked down, begging for mercy, "Please … You... Uncle Jing … Hao … I beg you to let me go.

Many fell into his hands, annoyed by her crying and disgusted him. Jing Bohao suddenly let go of her and stared at her tears that kept coming out of the box. His eyes turned cold and he stood up without looking at her again and turned to leave.

There were a lot of women that wanted to get into his bed. He really didn't want to use force like that, let alone a woman that he was disgusted with.

At the door, his tall figure paused and lightly parted his lips. "Mi Si, from the beginning to the end, from the inside to the outside, there isn't a single thing on your body that doesn't make me hate you. Tear tears for who's looking at you and stop playing this captivating game with me, you really make me feel disgusted."

The body on the bed trembled, and her face was as white as paper.

If you want to capture him, then do it... Hehe, the corner of her mouth curled up in a sad smile. How she wished that she didn't care about anything at all, just like the woman who just had her affair with him.

She loved him too lowly.

Mi Nan, why do you want to disappear?

He wanted to marry, but not like this!

Drunken and intoxicated, this bar was just like its name – it was filled with all sorts of explosive scenes, luxury, depression and fanaticism.

A few sexy women dressed in revealing dyed hair outside the bar twisted their bodies from different angles and looked at a booth together. Some were open, some were careless, and some were not. In the end, not a single one of them managed to escape from the attention of the other person.

Helpless, the other didn't even give them a glance. Even so, they still chased after it like a flock of birds. Each one of them had a heart of a peach in their eyes.

The man's eyes, which were as bright as the stars, were emotionless under the dim light, but they could still attract people's attention. The light shone through the fine strands of hair on his forehead and onto the collar of his shirt.

His facial features, which seemed as though the painter had painstakingly drawn with utmost care, were completely favored by God. Any casual look from him could cause a woman to completely fall into depravity.

Even so, those women still didn't give up when they received no response and wanted to give it a try. One of them bravely twisted his waist and approached Jing Bohao. He reached out her empty glass and said, "Young Master Jing, how about you buy me a drink?"

After saying that, she moved closer to Jing Bohao boldly. When she saw that Jing Bohao didn't have any reaction, she showed him her proud face. Seeing that he didn't seem to be angry, she boldly climbed up and climbed up his chest with her red nails on her fingers.

"Young Master Jing, I want to get drunk." As he inched closer, his red lips followed suit.

The strong smell of the woman's perfume made Jing Bohao frown. He raised his hand and grabbed the woman's hand, squeezing her tightly.

"Ah!" The girl's smile froze as she cried out in pain, "Young Master Jing, you're hurting me …

The woman blinked and her eyes were filled with tears. She pouted her red lips in a wronged manner.

Jing Bohao swept his indifferent gaze and hid his disgust deep in his heart, "I don't like dirty women who deliver themselves to my door."

The woman was instantly ashamed. She didn't have any chance to escape after being told she was a dirty woman.

Jing Bohao looked at the woman's miserable back, the corner of his mouth hooked up into a meaningful sneer, and his eyebrows raised, completely revealing his disgust. He didn't know when he had come to this kind of place to watch this woman's hypocritical performance, to watch them break off all kinds of money and tell him their true love, to see who got his eyes, to fight for more words and fight for more, to change from a sexy lady to a shrew.