Chapter 126

Fortunately, it didn't take long for the car to stop in front of the residence. Jun Jisheng took back his fingers. Qin Sitong gasped his mouth, which seemed to have some aftertaste.

Jun Jisheng came to her room with Qin Sitong in his arms. He just put her on the bed. Her hand suddenly caught his hand, and then suddenly dragged him to the bed. The next moment, he was pressed on the bed by her.

She was like holding some toy puppet, holding her firmly in her hands.

If he hadn't known that her drinking capacity was terrible, he would have thought she did it on purpose to attract his attention.

Of course, under normal circumstances, he will never be so easy to be pressed by others, but now he is pressed by her. If this thing gets out, I'm afraid it will startle many people's chin.

"Qin Sitong, come down." Jun Jisheng said.

"... no... want to..." she shouted vaguely.

He considered whether to push her away directly, but if so, he might hurt her.

"Qin Sitong, come down, or I will..."

Her hands supported on the bedding on both sides of his head. Her upper body slowly raised and lowered her head. Her drunken apricot eyes looked at him vaguely, like a young beast, full of curiosity, "you... So beautiful... Is it the doll my father... Bought for me?"

"..." Jun Jisheng blackened his face directly, "No."

"You... Yes!" she still insisted, "I said to my father... I want the most beautiful doll in the world... So my father gave you to me... You are good, I will... Be good to you..."

As a result, the president's face became darker, but some had to admit that when her hand stroked his hair again and again, it gave him a very comfortable feeling.

"I want to tell you something..." her voice suddenly lowered, and then sobbed, "I... I found today that... My future... Is not worth a house... No one will care about my life... Maybe... My existence... Is meaningless..."

As she spoke, tears fell from her face again, drop by drop, on his face.

The warm tears brought him a tingling feeling. Undeniably, he didn't like to see her cry, as if she was pressed against her chest by something heavy. He was extremely uncomfortable.

Only then did he find that there was a red mark on her face, which was a mark beaten by others. Feng Mou suddenly narrowed. He raised his hand, gently wiped her tears, and gently stroked the red mark on her face with his fingertips, "I care about your life. Your existence is definitely not meaningless."

She seemed to hear his words, "wow", suddenly buried her head in his chest and began to cry. Crying, it seemed that the button on his chest was uncomfortable, so he untied the button on his chest

Jun Jisheng raised his hand and wanted to stop her movement. As a result, her hands directly pressed his hands, or the intersection of ten fingers. With a strong force, she pressed his hands back to the bed.

Jun Jisheng is afraid that he has not been pressed like this in his life. If she wasn't afraid that too much force would hurt her, how could she easily hold him down.