Chapter: 2785

Shang Qian turned his head slightly, and she could see his thick eyelashes and the cold and smooth side face on his back.

Hearing Su Nan's words, his face became tense, and then he smiled.

"You just want to sleep with me and don't want to be responsible?"

Su Nan thumped him lightly, and it was a price to speak without restraint.

"Sleeping with you is to look down on you, don't push yourself."

Shang Qian chuckled, "I still have to thank you?"

His voice was gentle, and although the disappointment in his eyes was well concealed, Su Nan could still feel that his aura was a little darker.

At night, he kissed her slender, white and tender neck. Unlike the countless times before, he used some uncontrollable force this time. Even if she resisted and dissatisfied, he did not let her go.

Throughout the night, he tossed her in different ways.

Su Nan fell asleep until the next afternoon.

She felt sore all over.

I finally realized that I really offended someone last night.

This Shang Qian said he was not angry on the surface, but he really held grudges behind his back.

He will always make up for it in his own way.

However, Su Nan has no reason to be angry.

Wasn't her previous behavior irresponsible?

The fault was caused by her, and she had nothing to say.

She squinted her eyes and got up, but she didn't hear any movement outside. She appeared and looked, and the living room was very quiet.

Even the kitchen was empty.

She went to the bathroom for a while, took a bath for herself by the way, and came out comfortably.

Anyway, I'm already late, and I don't expect to go to the company to show my face and fight.

It was Su Qi's first day there, and he didn't know how to make a fuss.

Hide if you can!

It's just that when she put on her clothes and came out, she still didn't see Shang Qian's figure.

The whole house was empty, as if she was the only one left, and she seemed a little cold unconsciously.

She froze for a moment, a little dazed.

It's like never being left behind.

The light outside was dyed orange, looking through the floor-to-ceiling windows, the pieces were particularly beautiful.

But right now, I don't feel warm and bright at all, and I don't even feel appreciative, I just feel tacky.

She found her mobile phone from under the bed and looked at several caller IDs and messages.