Su Mo smoked one cigarette after another. The choking smoke in the car made Wei Jiaren cough a few times.
Su Mo's eyes swept over her lightly, and then he put out the cigarette butt he had just lit between his two fingers.
When they sent her back to the villa, the sky turned completely dark. The car slowly stopped at the door of the villa. Su Mo obviously had no intention of staying.
The two of them sat in the car, silent to each other, but in a tacit understanding, no one moved.
Such a stalemate made Wei Jiaren feel like he was suffocating, "I I should go."
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"Su Mo, you have to take good care of yourself. If you have a bad stomach, drink less wine and smoke less. Smoking is harmful to your health, and" Wei Jiaren held back tears, her voice mixed with sobs.
But she was laughing at herself in her heart, asking what she was doing. After three years of marriage, their days together were numbered. Without her, he could still live a prosperous life.
However, before she could finish her words, Su Mo's lips had already pressed against her. He kissed her domineeringly, but without a hint of lust. It seemed like it was just the release of longing that had been suppressed for too long.
He kissed her very seriously and refused to let go for a long time.
"Woo" Wei Jiaren choked in his arms, tears falling slowly, flowing into the lips and tongues that wanted to touch each other, overflowing with a bitter taste.
After a long time, Su Mo let go of her lips, and wiped the tears on her cheeks hard with his fingertips. The force was not light, and it even hurt her.
Wei Jiaren pursed her lips tightly, raised her chin, and saw her own reflection in his dark eyes.
His fingers were clasped on her shoulders, and his voice was low and depressed, "Wei Jiaren, I really should hate you"
But, it just couldn¡¯t be done.
With tears in her eyes, Wei Jiaren tried her best to smile at him, "Su Mo, thank you."
Thank you for everything you have done for me.
If it weren¡¯t for this accident, maybe I would never know that you are such a responsible man.
Even though you don¡¯t love me.
Wei Jiaren is the kind of woman who rarely cares about anything, but she is not stupid. She understands that it is impossible for her father's strength to let her off the hook, and the Rong family is even less likely to let Shen Qingqing say it so easily. Forget it.
She didn¡¯t know what role Su Mo played in it.
Maybe he only helped her because they were a couple after all, but what he did was enough to move her.
"I'm leaving, take care of yourself."
After Wei Jiaren finished speaking, she quickly opened the door and got out of the car, running into the rain.
Almost at the same time, Su Mo also opened the car door, quickly caught up with her, wrapped his arms around her, and locked her whole body into his arms.
The next moment, kisses fell overwhelmingly on her thin lips.
This time, he kissed her passionately, as if he had exhausted all his strength.
Wei Jiaren was hugged tightly by him, and her breathing became increasingly difficult. She felt that her head was starting to feel dizzy, and her hands subconsciously went to his neck.
The two of them kissed passionately in the pouring rain.
Just before Wei Jiaren was about to suffocate, he finally let go of her.
Wei Jiaren lay on his chest, breathing rapidly.
Su Mo's palms caressed her pale face lovingly, his eyes as deep as the ocean stared at her deeply, and whispered in her ear, "Jiaren, I won't be with you in the future, take good care of her." Do you know yourself?"
"I know, and so do you." Wei Jiaren nodded vigorously.
Then, she stood there and watched his car gradually disappear into the rainy night. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com