The Seven Days Of Contractual Marriage
Chapter 57 Past Happiness

"Then let me go first" he said in a discussion.

Before, when she had dinner, she only felt that she had support, but now that she was forced by her aura, her legs softened a little. He could not help but offend her again and again.

He lowered his head slightly and looked at her blushing cheeks. Without paying attention to what she said, she could not help but reach out and caress him.

"Luo Yufeng," he pushed his chest hard, but he couldn't push it. All he could do was raise his head and plead, "Don't do it tonight, okay?"

"Why?"

"I'm so tired today. I have no power at all ..."

He still wants to stop it, but …

"You don't!"

He reached out to pick up his shirt but it was too late. He threw it to the side. "Don't be like this, okay?" Even though I signed your agreement and allowed you to keep doing what you wanted for the past seven days, can you respect the wishes of others? Where did your usual attitude go?

"..."

As expected, his movements stopped and he looked at her for a long time before asking, "Is Qiao Baize more elegant?"

Be more elegant than you!

He wanted to say that but he swallowed those words. Now that Luo Yufeng was playing fast and loose, she did not dare to offend him anymore. He whispered, "What's wrong with Bai Ze?"

It was unnatural for him to be stared at by her. He hurriedly turned his back, wanting to take the t-shirt he threw onto the bed.

Un, he wrapped his arms around her from behind and locked her tightly in his arms. He did not allow her to take his clothes and mumbled softly, "You haven't answered me yet. He's more elegant than me, right?"

"At least, he never forced me ..."

"Do you always think that I'm forcing you?"

"Aren't you forcing this?"

The lower he spoke, the more angry he felt. He hated her for treating him like this, and hated himself for threatening and forcing him. There is nothing he can do …

"You hate me, don't you?" Tell me that he won't treat you like this, right?

He trembled all over and could not push her away. All she could do was lean on his arm and let him do what he wanted. He said subconsciously, "There will be no more cruel and hateful man in the world than you."

"Do you hate me?"

"Hate!"

Today's situation is caused by him. He wanted revenge and wanted the Su family to feel a sense of humiliation, but he could not do it to her, nor could he pretend nothing had happened. Now that he heard her not move or back off saying this, he realized that he did not want her to hate him.

"MuRan, tell me, do you like Qiao Baize?"

"I like that!"

Who doesn't like a clean and handsome guy like Bai Ze? But like, not love!

He was startled and pondered for a moment before finally asking, "Then, where did you go after you left the restaurant with him today?"

"You following me?" Would he do something like this?

"..."

I happened to hit him.

Although he knew exactly where they were going, he stubbornly wanted him to tell him personally.

He pondered for a moment before lowering his head and saying gently, "Then let go of me first!"

He released. Who would have thought that after standing there for so long, he had been tortured by her. Now that he lost his support, his legs were limp and he almost fell down. He reached out his hand to hold her in time. "Don't move. What do you want to do? I'll help you."

He glanced at her and said nothing. He pushed her again, walked into the closet and opened it. He took out his bag and took out a palm-sized gift box.

"What's this?" She asked.

He made no sound and held the gift box in a daze.

He walked forward and hugged her from behind. As he kissed her shoulder, he asked, "Is this what Qiao Baize bought with you?" Who is that for?

"For you."

"Is that so?" Then open it and see!

As he said this, his mind was not fixed on the gift box but on him. As he avoided kissing her, he opened the box.

"Did you choose this or did he choose it?" He just glanced at the tie and walked over to kiss her.

He could not dodge, so he had no choice but to turn around. He did not care about the embarrassment and stuffed the tie and box into his arms. "I choose. Thank you for buying the camera for the source."

He held his tie in one hand and hugged his waist in the other. He hugged her tightly, bit her lip and whispered, "Thank you for bringing me the necklace. As for the things that make me unhappy, don't say anything."

"Then, can you let me go first?" With their posture, he felt extremely uncomfortable. He forcefully pushed her away and tried to have a discussion with her, "I'm really tired today, and I'm going to America tomorrow. It's twelve o'clock ..."

"What are you doing today?"

"Eh?" He didn't realize what he was asking, so he looked at him and asked, "What are you saying?"

He didn't say anything. In front of him was a delicate little face that he raised. A pair of clear, clear yet tired eyes flashed past him. As he looked down from his corner, the beauty was completely imprinted in his eyes.

He waited for her to speak but could not wait. He followed his line of sight and realized that he was staring at her. "Don't look at that..." He shouted and subconsciously went to hide it.

He fought, fought, but he did not succeed. Under his shackles, he could not break free at all.

Immediately after, he removed his lips, lifted them up and walked to the bed.

After a long time, he asked again, "What are you doing today?" Why is he tired?

"Your house is too big. I dragged the floor and wiped the tables, chairs, and windows. I want to wash your clothes for you, but without your permission, I don't dare to go into your room..." He thought like that. a "servant", he had to do this.

"I don't need to do these things in the future" he didn't want to do that.

"Oh!" Anyway, it won't be much longer. In two days, I have to wave my hand and pay my respects!

He did not pay attention to his endless thoughts. He lowered his eyes and landed on his arm. Under his shocked gaze, he held one of his hands in his palm. He felt a feeling that under the pressure of life, he was no longer soft and delicate, and suddenly recalled how he used to love each other.

Back then, even though he wasn't rich, he was reluctant to let her do something important. As long as he had time, he would personally wash his clothes and do homework. He was reluctant to let his daily necessities destroy that pair of delicate and beautiful hands. However, he insisted on doing everything for her. He hugged her and kissed her. He likes to do all this for her. In her most willing self, no matter if it was washing clothes or cooking food, she felt very happy.

Thinking of this, he suddenly felt a certain part of his heart soften and he could not help but kiss the back of his hand.

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