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C1123 I Don't Love You

Hearing that, he narrowed his eyes at her.

Wuman saw that no one was paying attention to her and quickly said in a low voice. "He asked me to serve you tonight is also a test. You have to let him know your weakness. The doctor doesn't like people without weaknesses. If I become your weakness... The professor will be much more at ease with you. "

Even if she wasn't the person he liked, he didn't care about her. But if she became his weakness, then he would feel better here.

However...

The voice above his head was still cold.

"No need."

Wuman panicked, "Oh, please! You promised to choose me tonight. If you don't choose me... If I don't love him, how can I be willing to become his woman? A woman could only choose when she was willing to love this man. Only then will she be willing to happily give her body to him because that is the man she likes."

He raised his glass and stopped moving.

Like, love...

He lowered his eyes, the tearing feeling in his chest still could not be forgotten, he would never fall in love with anyone in this lifetime.

"But I don't love you."

Wuman froze and looked up at him. Her eyes were filled with disbelief. He had returned, but he could no longer remember her. He had even become another person.

Why was that?

He squeezed his glass and looked at her with his scarlet eyes. He said the longest sentence in a deep voice, "Thirteen people are not bad. They have prestige in the base. You will not lose out to them."

For so long, he had only answered her 'yes'. Now, the only thing he said was to push her to someone else.

Then, what was the meaning of her long-awaited expectation?

Every year, she would send him a little thing of her own. She wanted him to accompany her as she grew up. When she was 18 years old, she gave him the skirt that the doctor took over her. He knew how sad he was when he gave her such a thing.

Wuman's eyes were extremely uncomfortable. Her eyes were moving and tears were rolling in her eyes. There was a joyous dance around her and both men and women were singing and dancing. But today, everything about her had disappeared.

She could not wait for her One anymore.

Wuman smiled with a pale face, "Okay, I will listen to you. Thirteen is a good person... Can I ask you, what kind of person will you fall in love with?"

Was it coquettish, pure, aloof, or what kind of person?

Was she really hopeless?

Bo Qichen raised his eyes, and a memory suddenly flashed through his mind. In his memory, there was a woman who called him 'boss' with a smile as bright as a flower. Her eyes were bright and cunning. His hands tightened, and his crimson eyes began to turn black. His heart began to ache.

He closed his eyes, and his eyes turned scarlet again.

"No."

He said coldly.

Wuman was completely disappointed.

She sat under the main seat and lowered her head. No one knew what she was thinking.

At the same time, Thirteen walked over and looked at him. His eyes fell on Wuman and his body subconsciously tensed up. His ears were red.

He walked in front of Bo Qichen, gritted his teeth, and said in a low voice. "One, don't choose Wuman tonight, as long as you don't choose her. In the future, I will listen to everything you say. I will treat her very well. Since I was young, I have always liked her. For so long, I have never touched any other woman. I only want her."

Thirteen's followers,... ""0

No, so that's what he meant when he said we can't lose again?

They were all prepared to fight again!

Bo Qichen glanced at him indifferently. Thirteen's body quickly tensed up and looked at him, ready to fight.

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