Refusing to marry a wealthy family: the young mistress fled 99 times

Xiaotu let go of Chanel's hand, picked up the big bundles on the ground, held them with difficulty, and slowly disappeared into the dark night.

Chanel has been standing at the gate, watching the direction in which she disappeared.

In my heart, I have never felt so sad and sad...

She will definitely leave here, this place that makes her almost suffocate.

She can't even protect a servant...

Chanel curled up a sneer.

At first, Aunt Li kept persuading her to go in, several times, but she couldn't do it anymore, so she left a few servants here to watch her in case she left.

Chanel didn't know how long she stood there.

Until her legs were numb and her body was stiff and cold in the night wind, a coat suddenly fell on her shoulders.

Su Shijie said in a deep and cold voice, "How long do you want to stand?"

He didn't want to care about her at first, but he couldn't help but walked to the terrace again and again, and saw her back standing at the gate, motionless.

For two hours, she stood there, like a tree, silently protesting.

He finally couldn't bear her standing like this.

Putting the coat on her body, he touched her shoulder, which was as cold as ice.

Hearing Su Shijie's voice, Xia Nai'er seemed to wake up suddenly from a daze.

She turned her head slowly and glanced at him, frowning tightly, looking at him as if looking at a stranger she didn't know well.

Passing him, she walked back, dropping her loose coat to the floor.

There was no hesitation in her steps.

Su Shijie turned his eyes coldly, watching her back as she walked away.

He felt that she was getting farther and farther away from him, and was gradually walking out of his world.

He originally tried every means to get her closer to him, but instead, he let her go.

Su Shijie walked back to Su's house, sat on the bar in front of the wine cabinet, and took a bottle of whiskey.

Except for entertainment, he never drinks alcohol in order to keep his mind clear.

But now, he hated himself for being so sober.

The orange-yellow liquid poured into his stomach spicyly. His capacity for alcohol was average, but this one glass alone could not make him drunk.

But as if he was already drunk, he walked out of the Su residence and walked towards the small miscellaneous room with a little shaky footsteps.

When drunk, he can unload his proud self-esteem...

He didn't knock on the door, but just opened it. The person who was half lying on the bed reading a book heard the sound, frowned and raised his eyes.

Su Shijie closed the door, his eyes were slightly drunk, his eyes were dark, and he walked towards the bed step by step.

Xia Nai'er noticed something was wrong with him, quickly put down the book, and shrank back: "Su Shijie, what are you doing barging in all of a sudden?"

Su Shijie is like a beast in the night.

He approached the bed step by step, stretched out his hand to grab her arm, she dodged, but the small bed was only this big, and his hand was so long...

Chanel was grabbed by the arm and pulled to him, smelling the alcohol gushing from him.

"Have you been drinking? Well..."

A drunken kiss pressed her lips tightly.

Su Shijie hugged her tightly with one hand, and put the other hand into his clothes... She had already taken off her corset when she was about to go to sleep, and her plump round body bounced on his fingertips, and the touch made him fascinated!

He held her down, pressing her body against him.

She sensed that his desire was gaining momentum.

He longed for her so much...

Even if she doesn't do anything, even if she is not by his side, as long as he thinks of her ups and downs under her, he will be unable to control himself to start a prairie fire.