Madam Dihao is not good

Come, let her face him.

He changed into a set of clean home clothes, his hair was half wet but not wet, hanging down unruly.

His face was carved like a knife, but his expression was not as sharp as usual. His hand holding the teacup was warm, holding her little hand.

"Otherwise, why do you like the new and dislike the old so easily?"

She used to love him so much, but it didn't take long before she became like this. [

Chanel knew what he was implying, with a straight face: "So what if it is, so what if it is not?"

"If yes, then I'm very happy." Su Shijie said, "It proves that you don't hate something for too long, and you may still like it again."

Chanel raised her eyebrows: "What if not?"

"Then, I'm even happier." Su Shijie stared, "Once you like it, it will never change."

Chanel smiled disdainfully:

"How do you know that I will like it? Maybe I hate it? To please..."

Su Shijie suddenly kissed her and blocked her lips, not allowing her to continue speaking.

In his mouth, there is spicy and slightly sweet ginger tea, which lightly passed into her mouth.

She resisted, but he aggressively attacked the city, forcing her to compromise...

Warm tea slowly flowed from the corners of their mouths, he hooked her hand around his neck, hugged her, and kissed domineeringly.

Every time she kissed him, Chanel felt like she was holding her breath underwater, and once it was over, she took a big breath.

"I won't allow you to hate it, I will try my best to make you like it."

Su Shijie took a tissue, gently wiped away the tea stains from the corner of her mouth, and said with a smile:

"At first, you may hate its taste. But you drink it every day, and gradually, it becomes a habit... You may fall in love with it unconsciously."

"You're dreaming!" Chanel was disgusted.

She would never like Su Shijie, and would never let him become her habit!Absolutely, no, can, can!

Just then, the phone on the table vibrated.

Usually at this time, Su Shijie is not around, and the only person who can call this phone is

Chanel stood up, but Su Shijie leaned closer to the phone, stretched out his long hand, and took the phone over. [

Chanel's face turned pale: "Give it to me!"

Su Shijie slightly raised his eyebrows, and looked at the caller ID, it was an unfamiliar number.

he picked up the phone, shana