Trap me in your love

The party was full of people. Jasmine had never attended any parties, so she was not used to such a crowded place.

Noticing her discomfort, Sharon asked softly, "what's wrong with you? Do you feel uncomfortable? Should I take you to the hospital?"

"Uh... No, thanks. I just can't get used to the place with so many people. "

"…… How could it be possible? You look active."

Jasmine smiled awkwardly, "I don't like places with too many people, and I hate to be with people I don't know."

"Then we..." Weren't they strangers to her? "Well, relax. Just take it as a party. If you feel uncomfortable, go to the garden outside to breathe some fresh air."

Jasmine nodded gratefully.

In fact, Jasmine didn't know what was wrong with her today. Normally, she wouldn't take part in the party, nor would she be willing to talk to strangers so much. But today, she told them so much, and even showed her true thoughts and emotions.

She was not afraid of these people in front of her at all. Instead, she had a very familiar feeling.

It was like... They had known each other for many years.

At the beginning of the banquet, Jasmine wanted to sit next to Sharon, but she was pulled over by Mark.

"Why did you ask me to sit here?" Jasmine was a little unhappy. She didn't like the man in front of her. She didn't like the domineering aura of him, and the arrogance in his eyes.

"Do you want to be the third wheel?" Although his tone was flat, there was a hint of disgust in it.

Jasmine replied in a low voice. Although she was not convinced, she didn't say anything more.

She looked at John and Sharon. She was not blind. Women were more sensitive than men. How could she not see the relationship between them? But now it was a banquet. Even if she didn't take that seat, others would sit there. Why couldn't she do that.

For the whole night, Jasmine didn't say a word to Mark. Instead, Mark had been picking up food for her the whole night, taking good care of her, as if she was his woman.

quite depressed, especially when she

don't get me any

are too

have anything to do with him? It was so strange.

don't have to take care of me so carefully. Besides,

not until Mark heard what Jasmine had said that he realized he was behaving inappropriately

a while and said

bustling with noise and excitement, but Jasmine didn't feel happy at all. What's more, she felt

up, picked up her bag

wrong with you,

you lose your

Is it necessary?'

stuffy head hard and took a deep breath to calm

Jasmine, who was standing in the garden. The sea blue dress made her skin as white and delicate as a baby's. Her long black hair fell naturally like a waterfall. She was wearing a pair of high-heeled shoes, which were not very high. Standing in the moonlight, she was quiet and elegant,

chat with Jasmine, but when she saw that

just told me that she couldn't adapt to the life with too many people. She would be

He turned to look at Jasmine. No wonder she

walked towards the garden.

Qin, I'm really sorry for

and looked at Mark. His sculptural face was

man also very handsome, he

inviolable, just like the God. Even if she took a look at him once, as if she had offended the God, she could not help but keep looking at

said, "Nothing. I didn't treat

fault. You don't like crowds.

It's not your fault. We are not familiar with each other. It's

get familiar as long as we get along with each

man didn't look like a master of flirtation