The Seven Days Of Contractual Marriage
Chapter 65 is too late

He sat on the chair in the room for a while and looked out the window. The fireworks outside the window were still bright. Then he saw the clock on the wall. It was less than nine.

Usually, he would not sleep this early.

But now, what could he do if he did not sleep?

He already feels dizzy. Forget it, take a shower and go to bed early. He breathed and walked to the bathroom. He closed the door and started taking off his clothes without closing them.

During this period, he heard someone open the door with a key. He thinks it's Tan Ya. When she heard the sound of the bathroom door being pushed open again, she did not turn her head. As she took off her underwear, she said, "Yes yes, I've taken off my clothes. Wait a minute, I'll wash you after I wash."

"..."

The answer is a moment of silence.

He feels a little strange..

"Luo Yufeng?" She glared at him angrily, the man continued to hold on.

"What's wrong with me?" He pulled her into his arms again and aggressively said, "I didn't touch Liu Qingqing at all. You must be responsible for helping me put out the fire."

Here's what he said.

Su Muran pushed him again, took a towel to wrap around his naked upper body, and looked at him warily, "How did you get in?" How can you have the key to this room? What about Ya Ya? Where did you get him?

"He likes my suite, so I change it with him."

"I can't believe it. You must have forced her."

"Muiyan!"

He looked at her deeply. "In your eyes, am I this kind of person?"

"Don't you always do something like this?"

"If you don't believe me, you can call him and ask."

He angrily pushed her away, walked out of the bathroom, and pulled out his phone to call.

"Are you really going to call me?" He took off his phone sadly and threw it on the bed. He held out his hand and hugged her again. "I really didn't force it. He offered himself."

"Then, let me call and ask you clearly."

He had no choice but to pick up the phone and hand it to her.

He pressed the button hard as if he was venting his anger. When he pressed the last number, he had to press the last button and the call worked, but he suddenly stopped.

Luo Yufeng watched from the side and a smile was not much, if anything spread on her lips. He walked behind her, wrapped his arms around her slender waist, and whispered into her ear, "Do you believe me?"

"The ghost must believe you."

If he wanted to push her again, he wouldn't be able to.

"Luo Yufeng, what are you going to do?" He snarled, trying to stop her, but he did not have much strength.

He could not help but tremble. He felt as if all the power in his body had been drained. Then she took him and walked to the bathroom.

"Luo Yufeng, clean yourself up, I don't want to leave," she struggled to escape from his embrace.

Unfortunately, he hugged her tightly and kicked the bathroom door. Then he lowered it and blocked the door with his back, preventing it from leaving. "I have the smell of Rouge left behind by Liu Qingqing. You must be responsible for cleaning me."

"I don't want it!"

"Yes!"

He grabbed his hand and placed it on his chest, asking him to unbutton his shirt.

He clenched his hands tightly and did not do so.

He was in no hurry, and with a low and charming laugh, he said, "Moiran, don't forget that our seven days have not passed."

"Seven days, seven days. Other than using it to threaten me, do you have any other abilities?"

He looked at her calmly, and the mocking smile on his lips slowly faded away. He put on a normal expression and asked, "Do you think I'm threatening you?"

"Didn't it?"

He asked coldly. Even if he was angry, he didn't care anymore.

However, he was not angry. "Well, if you don't want to help me wash it, then I'll help you wash it!"

He had never seen the shameless side of her before.

Even though he thought it was normal when he forced her to do that, now, did she really think he was crazy?

"Luo Yufeng, can you not be like this?" He's getting a growling despair.

He raised his eyes to look at her and said in a low voice, "How many women want to follow me? Why are you like me forcing you to die?"

"..."

He didn't say a word. After all, at this moment, he called her every day unresponsive to earth, so he had to accept her fate!

He no longer fights. He walked under the shower, turned on the switch, and let the water flow into him.

At this moment, Luo Yufeng could actually turn around and leave, so that they would return to their original point.

However, he did not want to leave.

Without taking off her clothes, she walked to his side and wrapped around his cold body. He raised the temperature slightly, hugged it tightly, and let the shower flow into them.

However, no matter how hot the water was, it could not warm his cold body or cold heart.

She rubbed her delicate body hard, but no matter what, her skin was cold. He almost lost his footing and sighed, "Why?"

Why would he not want to be with her?

He looked coldly at her like he was looking at a stranger.

There was a flash of panic in his heart and his voice could not help but slightly increase. Wh why? "

He shook his body like a lifeless puppet.

She flatly refused to say a word to him.

In the end, he could only dry them both, take them out of the bathroom and put them on the bed.

"You're not gonna talk to me anymore, are you?"

He closed his eyes silently.

However, when he saw the wrinkles and tear marks at the corners of his eyes, as he bit his lips tightly and even bit the blood, he could not hear him speak.

He threatened her, "Su Muran, don't cry!" If you dare to cry again, I will go home and make your child cry.

His body trembled and he opened his eyes to look at her. "Why are you so despicable?"

"So your son is your fucking door," he laughed wickedly as he watched her turn to one side. She leaned forward to kiss her neck, kissed the corner of her lips carefully, and finally put her lips in her ear and whispered softly, "Moiran, don't make me angry. I'm not that cool. I won't hurt an innocent child."

He just didn't want to see her cry.

"Muiyan!"

Then, he twisted his face and faced it head on. "Moiran, look at me, look at my eyes, tell me, are you willing?"

"...Did you give me a choice?"

Very late! It's too late!

The softness is too late.

The question is too late.

It's late…

At this moment, he heard his trembling voice.

And he just closed his eyes and never looked at her again.

"I sincerely advise you not to hurt the woman you like or there will be a day when you are too late to regret" Qi Yue said.

He saw his palm. How could he hurt her uncontrollably?

Where is the self-control he has always been proud of?

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