On the day we broke up, Mr. Chi was very hungry

From the swaying water to the edge of the swimming pool, he was turned over on the solid wood lounge chair, and his delicate body was as soft and weak as petals soaked in the water.

With his back to the man behind him, he gnawed hungrily on the white and tender back of her neck, and nibbled on the round, smooth, beautiful little shoulders like brackets.

Spreading down, a large area of ​​snow-white skin on the back was covered with marks. When a man is too impersonal, he will pinch or bite.

When he picked her up from kneeling on the recliner and turned to the front, Lan Xun bit him back.

The tip of her pink tongue gently licked his sharp and protruding Adam's apple, then she slightly opened her soft and moist lips, took the tip of her throat and bit it.

"Oh... little fairy..."

The ecstasy and the bone-crushing excitement caused Chi Yuhan's heart to tremble violently. Qi and blood suddenly surged up, and the burning sensation in the blood vessels all over his body was so intense that it seemed like it was going to explode.

The elegant and reserved woman in front of him looked at him with charming eyes, passionate and flirtatious, extremely seductive and charming.

Stirring up more flames in him, at the call of her passion, the man held her face and bit her, becoming even crazier and more violent, like a wild beast.

They hugged and kissed wildly, the atmosphere became more and more intense, and the temperature became higher and higher.

Finally, the towel fell down and covered the girl's body covered with hickeys.

Half of her cheek was pressed against the chair, and the girl's shivering body felt as if the cold wind was blowing through a fallen flower petal.

When he roared like a beast, she felt a white light flash before her eyes.

It was as light as a feather. After falling slowly for a long time, those charming and charming eyes slowly opened. There were red bloodshot eyes in them, and they were filled with tears.

The man was breathing heavily, and his violently rising and rising chest calmed down a little. He put his hand on the back of her head and rubbed his fingers in her hair.

He stood up satiatedly, his voice filled with lust was a bit hoarse, "Get up..."

"Well... can we go?" Lan Xun, who was still lying on the recliner, said in a weak voice, as if he was seriously ill and dying.

"Leave here within two hours." There was a hint of pity in his hoarse voice. Allowing her to rest for two hours was considered a kindness on his part?

Lan Xun turned sideways with difficulty, glanced at him from the corner of his eye, tugged at the corner of his mouth, and a touch of desolation crept into his heart, "Mr. Chi, how long have we known each other?"

The questions are abrupt, and there is a sense of recalling the past, as well as doubts and reluctance. Her strange emotions fell into Chi Yuhan's eyes, but they were like transparent air, without any ripples.

However, he answered.

The man was lying on the side-by-side reclining chairs, frowning slightly, and after a moment of pondering, he replied hoarsely: "Seven years, 7 months, 12 day..."

Listening to him report such accurate numbers, almost down to the second, I don't know whether I should be happy or sad. There is no doubt that the desolation in my heart is deeper.

Because what he said next was decisive and ruthless, with a knife in his hand and a knife in his hand, "From now on, you don't have to come..."

After all, he is here, he wants to cut off and end their nearly 8-year relationship!

Half an hour later, in the spacious and bright hall.

The Chinese-style sofa made of rosewood is exquisite and elegant, with beautiful texture. Lan Xun and Chi Yuhan sit face to face.

Between the two of them, there was a coffee table that exuded a faint aristocratic atmosphere.

After a long silence, the man finally opened his thin lips and said in a low voice: "What do you want?"

It’s time to bring this topic up.

What does she want?

She wanted to be his wife, but she knew that this was a dream. She had had it before and it was time to wake up.

In fact, I should have woken up from this dream long ago.

But eight years...thinking about separation hurts the heart.

My heart was desolate, and I blinked my beautiful and charming big eyes sharply to see the sourness and desolation, but I stubbornly asked, "What can you give me?"

"Don't make trouble..." Chi Yuhan crossed his chest with his hands and frowned, obviously impatient. The stars under his sword eyebrows darkened for a moment, showing a bit of sharpness, "Abide by the spirit of the contract."

"The contract is for 10 years, and it's not yet..."

"Party A has the right to terminate the contract at any time."

The man's words are cold and domineering, and he hits the key points without politeness. He is the dominant one in this relationship.

Lan Xun was startled, looked at him with faint eyes, and unconsciously smiled, "Yes, Mr. Chi."

They are a contractual couple, and Party A is the boss.

As a contract girlfriend, what can I say, except to be obedient: "I'll do whatever you want."

Chi Yuhan lit a long and slender cigar, his eyes darkened, his sight drifting aimlessly with the smoke, his expression seemed a little ethereal, "80, five minutes to think about it, it will expire soon."

80 8? Ending the -year contractual relationship?

In his eyes, the eight-year friendship was nothing more than a transaction?

If she existed like this in his eyes, would it be too cheap?

Just as he was about to sneer, the corner of his lips curled up halfway, when a cold voice from the opposite side briefly added, "US dollars..."

In U.S. dollars, it’s a lot, right?

The cold arc on the lips suddenly stagnated, and before it could be retracted, it tilted a little, and the cold arc reappeared and then expanded.

Because immediately after, he slowly added in great detail, "I'll send you abroad, and don't appear in front of me in the future..."

Does this mean that he doesn't want to see her again in the future? Because after sleeping for 8 years, I'm tired of it, so tired to this extent? Don't you even want to look at her?

He smiled sadly and stared blankly.

The man's surroundings are illuminated by bright silver lights, his face is as skin-like as snow, and his pink and warm lip color is glowing. A large cloud of white mist floats out from his slightly opened lips. The smoke is lingering. His handsome facial features are cold and noble, as beautiful as an unreal picture. painting.

"Hiss" suddenly sounded, bringing out the slightest sharpness.

Without needing to think about it for five minutes, he grabbed the three agreements that were on the table, tore them apart with force, divided them into two, divided them into four, divided them into eight, divided eight into sixteen, split them N times... The fragments flew into the air. Snowflakes fell between my fingers.

A $40 check with a $40 JPMorgan Chase bank card was also torn into pieces by her with a "crack" and a "click".

In the past eight years, except that she once borrowed 8 million from him...she hadn't spent a penny from him. Why don't you let her live in the country?

"Thank you Mr. Chi for your care and support over the past eight years. Please rest assured that I will do it in one month and will never appear in front of you in the future. But I will not go abroad."

Lan Xun took out a Chinese bank card from his bag and placed it on the coffee table in front of him. His injured thumb was pale:

"Here is 180 million, RMB. The 100 million I borrowed from you, the money I owed you, was returned to you today with interest. In any case, I still want to thank you. Mr. Chi, thank you for helping me. …”

Paper scraps were all over the floor, and bags were stepped on.

She shook her long, naturally curly black hair like seaweed, and with her slender and graceful figure, she disappeared at the door.