Chapter 47: Thinking of meeting at first (3)

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Some people say that the woman's first pain is the most painful, indeed it is painful, but Joan feels that the pain this time is far more unbearable than the first pain, maybe it was the first night of alcohol anesthesia After she had painful nerves, it was more likely that she loved him. He was very gentle that night, so even if he made her hurt, the pain was sweet.
But now, Joan is good but feels the pain and despair.
There is no goodness, no throbbing, and some are just endless torture.
Yes, torture.
Joan feels like he is punishing himself, and it is like he is venting some uncomfortable feelings in his heart. Every movement, without any emotion, seems to have exhausted all his energy, desperately trying to make She hurts, it hurts her, and she really hurts, not only her body but also her heart.
Qiao Anhao suddenly regretted that she had come to send him the script in person. She should find Zhao Meng, or she should turn around and walk away when she heard the waiter said he was in a bad mood, and she should have turned away. She should not Coming to the gun, she knew that he didn't like himself, and knew that even he hated himself a little. She also sent herself to the door to give him a vent.
More probably, he was doing this kind of thing with her in a sober state. This was the look itself. The reason why she made her feel good the first two times was because he was drunk once and he was confused.
How could she forget, he once said to her, Joan, you want to play with me? Well, I will play to you!
So, how could he be gentle when he was sober?
Joan thought of this, and the corners of his eyes could not help becoming wet.
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After a long time, everything finally became quiet.
Joan was paralyzed on the floor of the bathroom with weakness, and her body shivered slightly because of the pain.
Lu Jinnian stared at her eyes closed, the embarrassed Qiao An looked for a while, swallowed a spit, and quickly looked away. With his movements, his eyes climbed up a layer of sadness and pain, but It was only for a moment that his eyes turned to calm, still the kind of indifferent and indifferent indifference that turned away thousands of miles away.
He stood up, pulled a bath towel, wrapped it around himself, and then turned off the direct-flow shower faucet, turned around, and walked out of the bathroom.
Without the sound of running water, the bathroom is terrible and quiet, the bathroom door is not closed, Joan is lying on the cold floor, and you can hear the sound of wearing clothes outside, and then people will be drowsy. 'S sleepy past.
Lu Jinnian was dressed neatly, picked up his wallet phone and car key, and was about to leave. When he passed the bathroom door, his footsteps paused slightly, as if he wanted to take a look in the bathroom, but in the end he didn't look at it. Face, stride meteor away.