An He is always passionate about relationships.
Even if the target is Jiang Zhihuai, the younger brother next door who completely clashes with her aesthetic point of view because of his pure appearance and unattainable appearance.
She took advantage of the heat to find a way to get her brother, and when the heat dissipated, she kicked him away.
On the night of separation, Jiang Zhihuai was dumped by her on the front foot, and lost his mother on the back foot.
Chrysanthemums were scattered all over the ground outside the funeral home. Jiang Zhihuai stood tall in black and blocked An He at the door. He glanced at his watch and said coldly:
"Listen clearly, you have five minutes now. Don't let me see you again in this life."
"Otherwise, there will be consequences at your own risk."
An He knew that Jiang Zhihuai would never forgive her again, because all his current pain was related to her, including the death of his mother.
Jiang Zhihuai didn't yell at her because he was a good person, but as for the consequences of what he said.
She knew that he was definitely not joking, and he could even kill her.
So An He left in a hurry.
*
A few years later, the two met again at a dinner party, and An He had no choice but to make a plan.
She pursed her red lips slightly and stretched out her hand to say hello. There was a guilty conscience hidden in her smile. The other party glanced at her and turned away as if nothing happened.
The danger was declared over, and she immediately excitedly gathered friends of the opposite sex whom she had not seen for several years to celebrate.
He was happy for only one day, but was bundled into a car and taken away that night. The cursed "consequences" came late but arrived.
She was thrown on the large sofa, and the cold male aura poured down on her. The man lifted her chin and looked at her with an expression of displeasure.
"Why did you kidnap someone as soon as we met? What do you want to do?" An He looked up leisurely and pressed his chest with her long white fingers.
Jiang Zhihuai turned his head and sneered coldly, and tugged on the tie that tied her hands: "What do you want to do when you tie someone to the hotel? You know it very well, don't you? Sister, sister."
"There are so many things that can be done. I don't understand what you are talking about?" An He's face turned pale and he raised his eyebrows at him.
"With you," Jiang Zhihuai held her chin casually: "We can only do... No, □□."
Intention: Live hard and be positive
