Squinting his eyes, Feng Hao's expression became more and more gloomy, and there was a murderous aura all around him!

Xia Yucheng was the first person to give him a sense of frustration, how could he spare her lightly?

"I'm not a prostitute-......"

He squeezed her chin with one palm, looked at her deeply, his eyes were sharp, and his voice was heavy and suppressed: "Prostitute-girl, do you think you can compare to them?"

Feng Hao's face turned cold, and he grabbed her hand and pushed harder and harder.

His large hand hurt her like an eagle's claw, and she frowned, a wound under her eye.

He looked very unhappy, and almost didn't have to think about it, he knew that she was hurt by his own words. But at the thought of her self-righteousness and ruthlessness, he regained his coldness, and almost did not give her room to resist, and cruelly dragged her away.

"Fenghao, let go of me!" she tried to break his fingers, but he didn't move. But where could she beat him, she was dragged vigorously by him, and pushed onto the Bentley Ya parked on the side of the road.

Xia Yucheng's face turned red, and the guards of Feng Hao did not get into their own cars, but stood around Bentley's elegance, if there was anything in the car, they didn't know it.

"Fenghao, I'll come down to ......" This man doesn't want to do it here, right? This is the road in the community, although it is a big night, but there are still people who will pass by.

"If you don't come down again, I'll personally go up and take you down, and give me a little smarter next time, so that I can't see what you don't want to see. ”

"Next time, next time!" she grabbed by her collar and pushed his chest with her other hand.

"Next time?" he leaned over, pursed his thin lips slightly, laughed self-deprecatingly, lowered his head and whispered in her ear, "How is that possible?" or do you want me to fight your brother?"

The woman in his arms softened, and the hand that was propped up on his chest hung limply, allowing his lips to ravage her skin.

"Know what to do?" he dragged her body down and lifted her skirt.

"You think it's my fault, I don't want to see you engaged to Li Wanqing Is it my fault?" she lowered her eyes aggrievedly, her body trembled, and her voice trembled softly.

"At the beginning, you said I couldn't want what you didn't have, but for me, marriage is like that. I don't have it, you can't want it!" "In his eyes, marriage is just a piece of paper, and he has always felt that being together is more important than anything else.

But this stubborn woman left him for what he couldn't give.

How can he not be ruthless, how can he not hate?

"Then what is your proposal to me?" she endured the heartache and lowered her eyes, not daring to look at his eyes full of anger and disdain.

"Are you still qualified to ask me that question now?" he squeezed out as his big hand slipped into her garment, and she frowned in pain and cried out in a low voice.

Feng Hao was reluctant in his heart, but said indifferently: "I can understand that you said that you could take a step back for me, but it was all false? Then now, Li Wanqing lives in Hushan Villa, is it just what you want? Xia Yucheng, your departure can't change anything, only us!"

After saying that, he leaned over and blocked her delicate lips, and his big hands tugged at the thin fabric on her body.

He knew very well in his heart that if he forced her like this, she would definitely hate him.

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