Chapter 1651: The rest of my life is too long, I only want you (3)

Ji Jinchuan closed his eyes, then opened again: "Youyou, are you really?"
Shen Youran saw that he was unbearably uncomfortable and uncomfortable in his heart: "It's me, you didn't admit the wrong person."
Ji Jinchuan slammed her under him, kissed frantically, her hot lips fell on her skin, she shuddered, and she hugged his neck tightly.
His lower body was ready to go, severely swollen, and she took off her skirt and pushed in.
After Ji Shaoheng and others exited the room, others left one after another. Ji Shaoheng leaned on the outside wall and took a cigarette from his pocket to light it.
He pumped up idlely, and it didn't take long for the voice of the man to pant, and the woman's painful whisper.
Every time he pulled his apex like a chainsaw, and there was a spasm in his heart.
He took a deep breath and slowly spit out the smoke ring, the lights in the corridor refracted into his eyes, and Dan Feng's eyes were a lonely.
In the past, he did many bad things, never believed in true love, and never felt that he would like someone in the future.
Like Shen You Then, because he has love in his heart, he wants to be a good person.
But no matter before or after the change, she would not like him, even a stranger.
After smoking his last cigarette, the cigarette was still in the trash bin, and the heavy mood made him unable to breathe. He didn't know why, and he suddenly wanted to see Fang Sitong.
He walked towards the elevator as if he had been nightmared. He drove all the way to the villa where Fang Yaqing's mother and daughter lived.
After his consciousness was completely withdrawn, the car had driven downstairs.
He was a bit confused about what he was doing here.
Is it because Fang Sitong is because of his niece, so he would miss her?
Are you crazy?
How could such a stupid thing be done?
He wanted to start the car to leave, and then twisted twice without hitting, pounding the steering wheel hard, leaning against the back of the chair to calm his mind.
Two minutes later, he pushed the door and got out of the car, leaning against the front of the car with his chest, looking at the direction of the bedroom on the second floor.
Although the curtains were drawn, the lights in the bedroom were still on. After a few minutes, the lights suddenly went out.
It should be almost eleven now, it is time to go to sleep, and she will go to school tomorrow.
He took out a cigarette from his pocket, pulled out a lighter, and then slowly smoked it.
After smoking a cigarette, he threw the cigarette on the ground and lifted his foot to crush it.
He needs to do some crazy things to disturb the continuous images of Shen Youran and Ji Jinchuan in his mind, otherwise he will go crazy.
He pulled the door open, sat back in the car, and honked the horn twice.
Not long after Fang Yaqing fell asleep, he heard the horn of the car outside the window, an unusually clear side in a quiet night.
She glanced down at her daughter in her arms. She was fast asleep, she lifted the quilt and got out of bed, walked barefoot to the bed, opened the curtain and looked out the window.
A car was parked downstairs, and the lights were shining brightly. Because it was dark, she could not see the license plate number.
Ji Shaoheng saw a man standing in front of the window. He pulled out his phone from his pocket and called Fang Yaqing.
After dialing, the ringtone inside is the most popular music of the moment. After three or four seconds, the woman standing in front of the window disappeared. After a short while, the phone was connected.
The woman's voice was deliberately lowered, gently and softly: "Hello, I am Fang Yaqing."