Back in the bedroom, Lu Jinnian laid down on the bed. Qiao Anhao walked over with his shoes and placed them on the floor. She said to him in a low voice, "Change your shoes."
Lu Jinnian didn't react, he just stared at the chandelier on the ceiling.
Qiao Anhao stood by the side for a while, reminding him again. Lu Jinnian still didn't react, he just shut his eyes. Qiao Anhao moved her lips, looking at the leather shoes on his feet. Then she crouched down, reached her hand out, and undid his shoelaces. She forcefully took off his shoes.
When she took off his shoes, she hesitated for a moment, then pulled off his socks. Then she put the slippers on his feet. She raised her head, and just when she was about to stand up, she saw that Lu Jinnian was already sitting up, staring straight at her.
Qiao Anhao froze in the middle of getting up. Instinctively, she lowered her eyelids, and said softly, "Go take a shower, you'll feel better..."
Lu Jinnian sat by the bed, without the slightest reaction.
Qiao Anhao bit her bottom lip, stood up, and said, "I'll go run the bathwater for you."
After she finished speaking, she turned around and walked towards the bathroom.
But before she could take two steps, Lu Jinnian suddenly grabbed her wrist, and she fell onto the bed. Then he flipped over, pressing on top of her. Without giving her any time to react or resist, he fiercely kissed her on the lips.
The force of his kiss was a little fierce, a little heavy, as though he was biting her, as though he wanted to swallow her whole.
After kissing her for a long time, he finally released her, panting. His pitch-black eyes stared at her for a long time, then he lowered his head again, pressing on her lips.
This time, the force of his kiss wasn't as fierce as before. Instead, there was a hint of tenderness. As he kissed and kissed, his lips moved down her chin, madly and passionately nibbling on her neck. Then, when he kissed her earlobe, he suddenly stopped, pressing on top of her, not moving an inch.
Qiao Anhao was still in a daze when he stopped abruptly. Just as she was about to turn her head to look at him, she suddenly heard him say in a low voice, "Why can't it be me?"
Qiao Anhao furrowed her brows. She didn't understand what the man meant.
However, after Lu Jinnian said that, there was no more movement.
Even though he wasn't fat, he was tall, so he was still a little heavy. Qiao Anhao couldn't help but move her body, but the man reached out and grabbed her shoulder, locking her in place. Once again, he muttered, "Why can't it be me?"
As he asked another question, she felt her neck moisten. It was his tears.
She felt as if her acupuncture points had been poked, and she was completely frozen in place.
Lu Jinnian fiercely gulped, burying his head in the crook of her neck. His hands on her shoulders trembled, and even his voice trembled slightly. "Why can't it be me? Why am I not the one you love? "
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