Chapter: 1818

But now it sounds like it's just a little ridiculous.

She raised her eyes, looked at the man in front of her, and finally made sure that she no longer felt anything.

Finally, she spoke coldly

"Because I don't want to make myself regret it. It's very worthless to waste two feelings on the same man."

Fu Yechuan's pupils shrank violently, and even his heart twitched, excruciatingly painful.

The hard and stern face froze slightly, and the expression on the hands flashed past.

But in the next second, he lowered his head and kissed Su Nan's lips fiercely.

He didn't seem to care at all who she liked in her heart.

She has to be her own, and only her own.

But Su Nan tilted her head subconsciously, and his kisses were dense and suffocating on the side of her face.

Su Nan exhausted all her strength to resist, but a man's strength is inherently superior.

Even though she was a little skilled, in front of Fu Yechuan, she was nothing more than a small fight.

His aura is cold and strong, and his whole body is cold. He forcibly imprisoned her under him, wanting her to remember him forever...

Su Nan was angry and anxious, did not expect that Fu Yechuan would dare to play hooligans with her here?

She felt chills all over her body.

suddenly.

A gust of wind blows.

Fu Yechuan groaned, his whole body involuntarily tilted to the side and fell down.

But he let go in time, so that Su Nan could stand firm by himself, but he staggered two steps.

stand firm.

He raised his head with scarlet eyebrows.

When he saw the person standing in front of him, the sharpness in his eyes was fully revealed, and he wished for bloodthirsty murder.

Shang Qian stood there, elegant but cold, with an extremely ugly face.

His amiable gentleness and humility faded away, and when he was silent, he was angry.

Shang Qian glanced at Fu Yechuan fearlessly, then took off his suit jacket, and gently put it on Su Nan's body.

He touched Su Nan's face, "Are you all right?"

The voice is restrained tenderness.

Su Nan paused, lowered her eyes, and shook her head, "It's okay."

Shang Qian's eyes were still deep, but his movements were gentle and light.

He turned his head and looked at Fu Yechuan with dark eyes, his face was tense and ugly.