Chapter 32: I don't love you (2)

Jing Rong held her arm tight and seemed to be squeezing his anger. The driver helped them open the car door. Jing Rong just put her in the car, and Dong Ci shrank like a frightened rabbit into the corner.
She was really scared ...
At this time Jing Rong was sitting not far beside her, and his lazy, slightly raised neck raised his entire body into the back seat. He unbuttoned the button on the neckline with one hand, and his thin lips were tight, so that Dong Ci looked the most ruthless when he was not smiling.
"Look?"
Jing Rong saw Dong Cizhen, who was shrunk in the corner, staring at his chin in a daze. When she heard her talk, she bit her lips in fright.
His eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a dark mist in his dark eyes.
"Afraid of me?" Jing Rong stretched his hand and dragged the person to his side. When he saw Dong Ci's red lips that had been rubbed by himself, he breathed heavily and simply pulled the person directly into his arms in.
"I remember I told you a long time ago, I don't like other men to be too close to you. Think of my words as wind in your ears?"
"Huh?" The last tail was extremely low, with a hint of charm and danger.
Dong Ci's lips had been sorely hurt by his rubbing. Seeing that he was not ready to let go of her, she could not bear to reach out and hold his wrist.
She originally wanted him to stop, but was shocked by his cool eyes.
Jing Rong looked at her wrist held by her small hand with a smile, with a deep chill in her eyes. It wasn't until Dong Ci tremblingly let go of his hand that he slowly pulled the corner of his mouth and patted her small face. "This is good."
Dong Ci only felt that his lips had been rubbed off by Jing Rong, and when he finally let her go, her lips were swollen again, but Jing Rong continued to terrorize her.
"You should be thankful that you pushed him away soon, if you let him touch you more deeply--" said here, Jing Rong pinched her chin and he forced her to open her small mouth and hold it with her fingertips Her soft tongue.
The fingertips felt a moist and soft touch, Jing Rong said slightly, and said coldly. "Otherwise, how can I punish you for your little tongue, I can't guarantee it."
"..."
Jing Rong has taken extra care of her school since she knew she has many suitors. He sent people to her school and naturally knew the messy rumours.
The reason why he will appear in her school this time is to deal with this matter. Originally thinking about doing homework afterwards, she went home together, but did not expect him to see Shi Ze blocking her at the door.
It's nice, the conversation between the two of them was clear on the other side of the wall, and he just took the opportunity to understand what the little thing was thinking.
"Don't you always feel that I'm packing / bringing you? Come, sign this, and whoever dare to say this to you again in the future, I will help you catch her."
Jing Rong disappeared after bringing her back yesterday, and he didn't show up until noon the next day. He placed a stack of documents in front of Dong Ci and handed her a pen.
"what is this?"
The first document is all in obscure English. Dong Ci is very difficult to read. There are many professional terms on it, which she cannot understand.
"A good thing that will keep you worry-free all your life."
Jing Rong saw her hesitating to write, he slightly hooked his lips, and tapped the wall of the desk casually with his fingertips. "Xiaoci, have you forgotten that you have sold me the whole person?"
Dong Ci was holding the pen's fingertips and exerting force, still hesitating.
"Your mother is still in the hospital and I heard that her condition is getting worse recently ..."
Jing Rong's voice was faint, but the threat in his words was obvious.
Dong Ci's strength in holding the pen was getting bigger and bigger, and finally, as if she had made up her mind, she signed her name in the blank space.
There are a lot of documents, Dong Ci is slow to sign, and Jing Rong's patience is much better than before.
Finally, a z-text contract appeared, and Dong Ci looked at the font on it, and the first time, he didn't react.
"How did it stop?"
Jing Rong didn't seem to notice her abnormality, and she gently coaxed between her eyes. "Come on, sign quickly, there are several copies later."
"Jingrong, do you know what this is?"
Dong Ci looked at him incredulously, with a tremor in his voice. She repeatedly read the first few characters of the agreement several times before finally determining that she had read it correctly.
‘Marriage Agreement’.
Dong Ci wanted to reach out and re-confirm the English version of the contract that he had just signed, but Jing Rong tried to prevent her from tearing up and stopping. He took those signed contracts into his hands and squinted.
"Xiaoci, your future is under my control. This is what you once promised me."
"But I didn't say I want to marry you!"
Dong Ci threw the pen on the ground indignantly, she was trembling with anger, and she left when she opened the chair.
"Not allowed to go!"
Seeing Dong Ci's reaction so fierce, Jing Rong's face suddenly became somber. He didn't get up from the chair, staring at Dong Ci's back and said coldly. "Xiaoci, don't make me angry."
"What if you are not happy?"
Dong Ci looked back at him, at this time she was obviously so much higher than him, but Jingrong's momentum was not reduced at all, he looked at her quietly, and no emotion could be seen in the deep eyes.
"Is it important what happens to me?"
"As long as you know, everything I do in the future can make you beg me like the first time." He looked so cold at this time, but there was still a smile on the corner of his mouth, and the sunlight was transmitted through the window Bian hit him in the face again, making him look dimly holy.
He was so beautiful, but it was chilly.
Knowing that Dong Ci had been shaken, he smiled slightly and continued. "Xiaoci, what's wrong with marrying me?"
"I think you should know me. If you don't really marry me, I won't allow you to marry someone."
He was so overbearing, and never gave her a retreat when persecuting her.
Dong Ci deeply remembered the humiliation brought to her. Those deliberately depressed memories seemed to be summoned by Jing Rong. At this time, all the brains rushed out of the brain ...
"Jingrong, do you love me?"
Dong Ci closed his eyes with some fate, and his powerlessness swept the whole body.
"Love?"
Jing Rong turned his head slightly and replied with a smile. "Xiaoci, of course I love you, otherwise I won't get you to my side with so much trouble."
"But if you really love me, you won't force me that much." Dong Ci slowly leaned down to pick up the pen from the ground and sat back on the chair just now. "Actually, you just don't want to."
"It's because I don't like you, so the more you want to conquer me."
"In fact, in the final analysis, you just can't get the best sentence!" Dong Ci wrote her name in the blank space of the contract. She seemed to have exhausted all her efforts on the paper. Leave a deep mark.
After signing the last one, she pushed all the contracts in front of Jing Rong, and she smiled with nothingness as if she didn't exist.
"Since nothing can be said is the best, then now I take the initiative to approach you ..."
"So I hope that when you get bored with me someday, I will take the initiative to let me go."
"May I?"
"..."
May I?
Confused, Dong Ci heard Jing Rong seemed to give her an ambiguous answer. She breathed slightly, struggling constantly in her sleep.
"Xiaoci."
When Dong Ci opened his eyes again, he saw himself lying in Jingrong's arms. He gently stroked her back, and the deep sleep in his voice was obviously just awakened by her.
"Did you have a nightmare?"
Jing Rong saw the little girl in her arms looking straight at him without blinking. He raised her chin with his fingertips and deliberately lowered her voice to confuse her. "What happened to Xiaoci's dream?"
"I dreamed about a long time ago."
The dream just now was so real that it gave her the illusion that she was still in the past. She bit her lips slightly, looking at the increasingly mature and delicate face of the facial features, only to find out that she and he had been married for many years.
"Is that me in that kind of dream?"
Jing Rong saw her staring at her in a daze, so she held her hand and let him touch his cheek, gazing at her in the dark eyes without a trace of emotion.
"some."
Dong Ci answered very honestly, and she added one more thought. "My dream is all about you."
"My little kindness is so good." This answer seemed to satisfy him, his lips twitched slightly, and a smile appeared.
However, even if he smiled at this time, Dong Ci couldn't see how true his smile was.
The clock on the wall was ticking, Dong Ci's drowsiness regained her heart. She looked at the dark night outside her eyes and buried her face in Jingrong's arms.
It seemed to be really tired. Dong Ci fell asleep quickly, and Jing Rong heard her breathing evenly. He leaned over and kissed her cheek softly, with no sleepiness, so he got up and walked to the balcony to smoke a cigarette.
The rain outside has stopped, but there is still a dampness in the wind. Thinking of Dong Ci's escape today, he almost lost his mind.
Didi
The mobile phone placed on the bedside table gave a slight vibration. Jing Rong glanced at random. After finding out that it was Dong Ci's mobile phone, he walked over and picked it up.
Opening her password skillfully, Jing Rong found the person who sent her a text message in a few moments. This is a strange number.
‘Xiaoci, I ’m back home, can I have time to meet? ’
Jing Rong's eyes slowly moved downwards. After seeing the two characters "Shi Ze" written at the end of the scene, his eyes suddenly fell.
"Shi Ze ..."
Jing Rong slowly rubbed the name on the screen, and the glare on the phone hit his face, making his beautiful facial features a bit cold.
He seemed to be thinking about something, squinting and playing with the small mobile phone in his hand. After half a ring, he slowly smiled and emptied her mobile phone mailbox directly.
Gee, the trouble of getting rid of it is now back.
Jingrong looked sideways at the petite girl who was still asleep on the big bed. The tenderness in his eyes flashed before being filled with cold again.
It seems that he should see his little girl again.
"..."
After a long time last night, I was woken up by a nightmare and fell asleep, Dong Ci's brain was still chaotic at this time, and then I heard someone calling her name again in my sleep.
"Xiaoci, wake up."
Dong Ci opened his eyes a little hard, and after seeing the neatly dressed scene, a faint ‘um’ screamed, and soon he was about to fall asleep again.
Jing Rong smiled helplessly, squeezed her nose and pulled her out of the warm blanket, coaxing her softly. "Good boy, get up and change your clothes."
"What are you doing!"
Forced to be awakened by Jing Rong, Dong Ci's anger could not be vented, and his small hand patted directly on Jing Rong's face.
At this time, her sleepy consciousness was unclear, her soft voice was indescribably charming, she didn't know what she had done, just found a comfortable posture in his arms, and she would continue to go when she crooked sleep.
"When did the little things become so bedridden?" Jing Rong's eyes deepened, and after grabbing her rebellious little hand, he punished with a bite of his teeth.
Since the two were sleeping on the same bed, he has never actively called her to get up. Today, he knew a lot, but I didn't expect the girl to wake up so hard after she fell asleep.
"Xiaoci, wake up."
Jing Rong did not resign, and saw her eyes closed tightly without any reaction, and a deep light crossed in the deep eyes.
He put his hand on her collar and slid his fingertips inwards against the skin. Then he leaned over slightly, his thin lips close to her ear and said lowly:
"Xiaoci, if you can't get out of bed again, I will help you change your clothes."
"..."