C5 He jingcong is her weakness

Cheng Ziyan turned her head away, her tone stiff. "Don't touch me."

He Jingtong stopped what he was doing and stared at her.

"Dirty." The thought of a man having sex with another woman made her sick.

The accumulation of these emotions suddenly erupted.

He Jing was as agile as a leopard, his voice burning with anxiety as he pressed his body down. "You don't have the qualifications!"

Because there was no foreplay, Cheng Ziyan's body trembled in pain. She gritted her teeth and her eyes reddened, "Don't spread any disease to me."

"Since you have lost your child, you should at least become pregnant."

"In your dreams!" Cheng Ziyan struggled, but was pulled back as soon as she climbed out. Her body was in so much pain that she turned around, tears welling up in her eyes. "He Jingfan, do you think I don't know who that woman is?"

Cheng Zishan was no fool. When she woke up the next day, she knew this woman was Wang Ruxuan. She was once the school belle of a university. Many people thought that these two were a match made in heaven. Indeed, he had hooked up with her.

How many years had it been? One year? Two years? Or even longer?

He couldn't control his thoughts at all.

He JingTong rushed over and bit her lips so hard that he almost bit off her lower lip.

Cheng Ziyan gasped in pain. "Hiss!" Tears welled up in her eyes, but the man didn't want to let her go. He pressed his tongue against her head, licking the wound and swallowing the strong taste of rust.

This time, the man was especially fierce, almost pushing out his soul.

Cheng Ziyan buried her face in the pillow and said nothing.

"No." He Jingtong lit a cigarette and took a drag.

Cheng Ziyan reacted and raised her head to look at Ye Zichen blankly.

This posture allowed one to see the beauty of his chest with ease. He JingTong's eyes were deep, and his long fingers held onto a cigarette. His shirt was loose and loose, and his entire body was emitting an indolent aura.

"From start to finish, you are the only one left." This sentence was like a heavy blow.

Cheng Ziyan looked at the man in front of her but couldn't say a word.

After extinguishing his cigarette, He Jingfan walked in front of her and said disdainfully, "You are my only woman."

Suddenly, Cheng Ziyan smiled. She lowered her eyes to hide the emotion behind them, "Then what's Wang Ruxuan?"

What were she and he? Cheng Ziyan suddenly regretted agreeing to get married. If he had refused at that time, would he not be like this? Love him to the bone, and he would never be clean. Once a person had a soft spot, they would become weak.

He JingTong was her weakness. This obsession penetrated deep into her bones, injuring others and injuring herself.

He Jingtong lowered his head. After a long period of silence, he suddenly opened his mouth and said, "She's pregnant."

His heart shattered.

Cheng Ziyan covered her mouth as tears fell.

This was the reason for his divorce. She already had a child and needed him to take responsibility. What about him? What did he count for?

So it turned out that he could like He Jingxiong so much. Even if he got a divorce, even if he was locked in this villa, even if he was tortured every day, he still had to like it.

"I'm going out in the afternoon. Stay here and don't go anywhere."

"How long are you going to keep me prisoner?" Cheng Ziyan sneered.

"Until I get tired of it."

"He Jingtong." Cheng Ziyan heard her voice tremble. "I hate you."