Yan Ge closed his eyes and did not seem to notice Zhao Ting's instant stiffness and surprise.

She whispered, "Have you got something?"

"Well." It wasn't for that thing, he wouldn't run this trip himself.

Yan Song raised his arms and handed him: "You help me."

For the first time, Zhao Ting did not reject this time.

But rolling up her sleeves, she saw the scratches on her arm.

New and old scars, densely packed.

Her arms were white and tender, and those scars were becoming more and more sharp.

He squeezed her arm and didn't move for a long time.

I also want to know why there are these injuries.

She must abstain from suffering, so she will harm herself.

He turned on the lights in the car and looked down to find a vein in her arm.

Song with closed eyes, suddenly opened his eyes and stared at Zhao Ting: "Zhao Ting, have you ever liked a girl?"

Her eyes were black and white, but her eyes were very confused.

His gentle expression faded in an instant, and became apathy as usual.

He avoided her gaze and said, "No."

When he was young, his mother kept mumbling in his ears, letting him surpass her, even if it was the son of Xiaosan, he should make others dare not to underestimate.

He is the son of Xiaosan. He must surpass the daughter of the Lord, and he must be a father to make Zhao Zhao think that this illegitimate child does not exist in vain.

Every time he didn't do well in her exams, his mother would beat him and scold him, and then weeping.

He felt that the woman was really terrible. After his father came, his mother was gentle and caring, but as soon as the father left, he became a blame woman and a tigress-like existence.

But from small to large, no matter how hard he tried, he did not surpass her.

As a result, he grew up under his mother's scolding and crying.

He is sensible early.

It was probably the mother's screaming cry that gave him too much shadow. Others said that the woman was soft and tender, but he did not react at all to the woman.

Those who say women are good must have never seen how terrible the other side of women is.

He responded indifferently to her words: "No."

"Oh." Yan Ge closed his eyes again and stopped talking.

He was unwilling and asked her, "Do you like him?"

That he is naturally Sinan.

He saw her brows frown, as if a sadness of despair permeated her face, and she said softly, "I'm not worth it."

He pierced the needle at this time.

She snorted, and then her face became a very happy expression.

He stared at her face without blinking, the indifference under his eyes had been replaced by tenderness and intoxication.

It was a strange emotion that he didn't even notice.

When he got to the place, Yange got out of the car and never looked back.

Zhao Ting, from the moment she woke up with her eyes open, restored his indifference in front of her.

This time it wasn't in the hotel, but the villas of Zhuanyi.

There are several villas in Zhuyu. In the words of the song, the original owner has never been to this place.

As soon as she entered the villa, she saw the mahjong playing mahjong with others in the hall.

This should be a small gathering.

There are not only mahjong machines in the hall, but also tables with many bunny girls.

Almost as soon as Yange entered the door, Zhu Ye saw her.

He glanced at the vacancy next to him and said to her, "Come here."

The sound was not big or small, not only the words were heard, but also the tablemates and everyone else in the room.