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She said that in her heart, he was as important as the nine wind sand sculptures in the early Song Dynasty.
But what he wants is not equally important, but the only one.
Wen Ye has always been a calm and sober rational person. He is a person who rarely thinks about what will happen in the future.
Because there are really too many variables in the future, it is never possible to predict which one will happen first, the accident or the future.
One day in the future, Xiao Rong will face the same important choice. Which one will she choose?
Although the probability is very low, he still can't help but think, if she puts him in the same position as Song Chujiu and Feng Shadiao, and asks her to make a choice that day, will she choose him?
He doesn¡¯t want to be abandoned again.
I don¡¯t want to taste the feeling of being abandoned anymore.
Therefore, before he is likely to be the first to be abandoned, he might as well abandon her first.
However, the desire to have her finally defeated reason.
The most difficult thing for people to control is their emotions.
Even though he is usually calm and rational, it is still difficult to keep a clear head when facing feelings.
There was a voice in his heart that kept telling him that he was in love.
It¡¯s not just as simple as liking it.
Sometimes, the body¡¯s instinctive reaction may be faster than the brain¡¯s reaction speed.
Wen Ye, who had had a kissing experience, became even more unscrupulous towards Xiao Rong.
The man¡¯s kiss was not very gentle, it was forceful and predatory, with an aggressiveness that was hard to resist, which was extremely inconsistent with his usual gentleness.
Xiao Rong had no strength to begin with, but she was so dizzy after being kissed by a man that she felt completely powerless and could only let the man do whatever he wanted.
This time, Wen Ye did not ask for her opinion again. His thin lips gradually moved downward, leaving bright red marks one after another.
The night outside the window is thick, and the clear moonlight penetrates through the curtains.
The temperature of the room seems to be gradually rising.
At this moment, the sudden ringing of the phone broke the ambiguity.
Xiao Rong's phone rang.
Wen Ye's movements paused.
Xiao Rong also woke up briefly when he heard the phone ringing.
She murmured: "Someone call me."
After saying that, she pushed Wen Ye away and went to answer the phone.
Wen Ye did not move, but looked down at the woman in front of him. His eyes were dark, like a deep sea where no light could penetrate, but burning with a strange fire.
Xiao Rong didn't seem to understand Wen Ye's behavior, "Get out of the way, I have to answer the phone."
Xiao Rong completely forgot what he just said and what he did.
Xiao Rong was a little unhappy when she didn't get a response from Wen Ye.
"Wen Ye, you are so heavydon't press me, it will be very uncomfortable."
The ringing gradually stopped during the delay, and the room became quiet again.
However, after a second, the bell rang again.
Xiao Rong pushed him again, "Wen Ye I want to answer the phone."
The woman¡¯s pupils reflected his shadow, dazed and confused.
Wen Ye sighed silently, "Do you want to answer the phone?"
Xiao Rong nodded heavily.
Wen Ye looked at her, "Then kiss me."
Xiao Rong blinked, thought for a moment, and then placed a soft kiss on Wen Ye's cheek.
Wen Ye's Adam's apple rolled up and down, "It's a kiss, not a kiss."
Xiao Rong didn't understand. "Isn't it the same?"
"no."
"But I don't know what's different."
The man¡¯s deep voice was a bit bewildering, ¡°Then I¡¯ll teach you?¡±