Chapter 2133: I want to have a good life with you(18)

Fang Yaqing fell asleep at less than ten o'clock that day. When she was sleepy, she heard something outside, but she was in a state of being half asleep and half awake.
Suddenly, the bedroom door was pushed open, and she woke up suddenly, turning over and sitting up.
Ji Shaoheng stood at the door: "Sorry, I woke you up."
"It's okay." Fang Yaqing stared at him froze, his head still awake, he blurted out, "How come you come?"
In her sentence, Ji Shaoheng's face sank with obvious displeasure: "Can't I come to my place?"
"No, I don't mean that." Fang Yaqing saw that he was not happy, and quickly explained, "When you came, I didn't tell me, and I fell asleep without waiting for you."
Ji Shaoheng entered the room while unbuttoning his shirt. There was only a night lamp in front of the bed, so it was a bit dim, and the unhappy look on his face seemed a bit gloomy.
He hasn’t come over for quite a few days, and it’s so late today that the meaning is obvious.
The last method is definitely not available.
Fang Yaqing lowered his head and tried his best in his mind.
Ji Shaoheng took off his shirt and was about to take a bath. He accidentally glanced at her tangled look, and Dan Feng's eyes narrowed slightly.
He threw his shirt on the sofa and walked slowly to her: "Is there something to tell me?"
Fang Yaqing grimaced, biting her lip and shaking her head: "No."
She was wearing silk pajamas, and Ji Shaoheng's predominant posture allowed her to see everything inside.
His throat tightened and he rolled up and down, thinking of her delicate skin and the lavender shower gel on her body.
Feeling that his vision had changed, Fang Yaqing snorted a little, screaming badly.
Before she thought of an excuse, Ji Shaoheng overwhelmed her on the bed.
When Ji Shaoheng was about to kiss, she pushed his chest with both hands: "I am not comfortable today."
Ji Shaoheng's cold lips, there was no temperature in his eyes: "It's been so long, are you uncomfortable?"
Hearing the annoyance in his words, Fang Yaqing said: "It's a headache."
"That doesn't affect it." He said, he had to kiss again.
Fang Yaqing turned his head away and said, "I...I...I don't really want tonight..."
Ji Shaoheng squeezed her jaw and let her look at herself, his dark eyes cold as water.
"Don't want?" He almost squeezed out of his teeth.
"I'm a little uncomfortable, so..." Ji Shaoheng's face became colder and colder, but she had to refuse him. She dared to finish the following words, "Next time."
Ji Shaoheng's face was sullenly angry, and his teeth gritted with a cold tone: "What if I had to do it today?"
She bit her white lips: "I can use other methods."
Ji Shaoheng sneered, letting go of her hand holding her jaw, and untied the belt: "This is what you said!"
...
Two hours later, Ji Shaoheng left, and the sound of falling the door was deafening.
Fang Yaqing rushed into the bathroom and vomited on the sink, as if he had spit out all the bile, but nothing spit out.
Thinking of the scene just now, her fingers were tightly holding the edge of the pool, two nails were cut off and overturned, and the bloodshot oozed out, but she could not feel any pain.
After retching for a while, she held up a cup of water and rinsed her mouth, looking up at herself in the mirror.
In the mirror, her eyes were red, and tears slipped from the corners of her eyes, flowing through her pale face.