Zhao Gang leaned in front of the floor-to-ceiling window on the first floor, holding a cigarette between his slender fingers, and the smoke made his clear face indescribably amazing, and he had just withdrawn from the depths of his lust, stained with an indescribable sexiness.

Zhao Gang's pupils were very dark, deep and bottomless.

From one to three o'clock in the morning, he seemed to understand something, and suddenly the corners of his lips were slightly raised, and his sneering smile was full of sarcasm.

On the first quarter of the moon, the moonlight was cold and cold, and the night wind lifted the corner of his shirt, revealing the hideous scratches on his waist, and the wounds on the arms that rolled up his sleeves were still soaked in blood, which were obviously nothing more than bite marks.

Three hours ago.

He pressed the doorbell of the Shen family's villa, and Ruhan opened the door, and his eyes were calm and indifferent when he looked at him.

Yixue was called back to the Chen family's old house and sent her home, when she heard the doorbell ringing, she thought it was her mother who came back from a business trip, but she didn't want to be this man.

Flipping through the novel in her hand, she asked casually, "You, what are you doing at my house?"

is a very common sentence, but it violated his taboo. The clear distinction between 'you' and 'me' is the usual way to speak, but now it sounds extremely harsh to Zhao Gang, especially the word 'my family', which makes him lose all his patience.

"Come out with me. He smiled at her, his eyes cold.

"I said, we don't need to contact each other anymore, you go, I won't go out with you. "Simple, crisp, no-brainer.

is such an answer, which made him become extremely impulsive under the influence of alcohol, and regardless of Ruhan's wishes, he directly pulled her arm and dragged her downstairs and locked her directly in the car.

The two people sitting in the car, one with an angry face, the other with an indifferent face.

Yuehua Qinghui fell on the woman's quiet side face through the car window, and the slightly curly long hair covered her clear eyes, and the coldness in her eyes was extremely beautiful, but it was also alienated to the extreme.

Zhao Gang couldn't be clearer that she was forcibly locked in the car, not arguing with him, not afraid, disdainful.

"Hanhan, do you know, I regret it, I really want to be with you again, huh?" The person who broke the silence at first leaned over and pressed her into the car, retreating gently, his eyes gloomy.

Ruhan understands that this is the real Zhao Gang, and even an ordinary word can be aroused by layers of killing intent between his words.

"Do you know, huh?" the tail note picks up, with a threatening tone.

But even with such a fierce expression, he didn't make the woman sitting next to him look moved, she still had a calm face, and responded shallowly, "I know." ”

"You know?" he laughed instead of being angry.

"Hmm. ”

She replied calmly, her expression was calm, and there was no trace of waves on her handsome face.

got out of the car and went home, in the clear glow of the moonlight, Zhao Gang looked at Ruhan, and suddenly came to a conclusion: This woman was really cold and disdainful of him, it was her most powerful weapon, which stabbed him deeply.

It was this conclusion that became the fuse of the anger of the whole night, holding her arm, without giving her the slightest chance to break free, and he staggered all the way to drag her upstairs and then to the bedroom, completely oblivious to her wishes and feelings.

Now furious, he just wants to possess her.

If you want to be a person, the 'heart' and 'body' must always possess the same, and if the 'heart' can't do it, then you need the body.

Ruhan was not the obedient little girl for a long time, how could she not resist when she saw his intentions, but it was too late, when he pressed her on the bed and kissed her, she knew that she had no strength to struggle, but despite this, she did not give up. The moment he ripped off her clothes, her nails were stuck in his waist, leaving hideous blood marks one after another.

As the kissing and entangled foreplay begins, she becomes more and more aware of her powerlessness. No matter how resolute a woman is, in the unquenchable lust of men, she can only be reduced to the weak bearer. What's more, this man is a master of flirting, and he knows how to crush all her vulnerability.

She is really beautiful, especially the moment when she is forced to bear him, she is simply charming and seductive to the extreme.

Ruhan, who is completely different from ordinary days, breaks the ice and is so beautiful that it makes him stunning, enough to make him fall into the whirlpool of lust and make it difficult to control himself.

On the contrary, she doesn't feel any pleasure, she has completely transformed from resistance at the beginning to now completely into fear, it is too terrifying, her vulnerability is completely controlled by a man, the pain is unbearable, but she can no longer escape.

She couldn't go on like this, so the next time he grabbed her waist and approached her from behind, she grabbed his arm and bit him hard until she tasted the blood.

How can you just let her suffer?

Ruhan was disgusted with the disparity in body when they were entangled, but what she hated even more was her weakness, so she could only let the other party do whatever he wanted.

When she finally fell into love, her hair was scattered, and she was forced to raise her head and meet his gaze, "You devil!"

He caressed her face like some kind of certainty that penetrated deep into the bone marrow, but her blood instantly froze.

She really regretted being kind enough to help him.

The nails were digging harder into his back, leaving a few hideous blood marks.

"What, it hurts you?" "The hand that clasped her waist forced, as if it was some kind of crusade and plunder, "good, it will make you comfortable in a moment." Ruhan looked at him under duress, and he was obviously angry, but his eyes could be soaked with wisps of tenderness.

Hypocrisy, fake tenderness, is the trick that this man is used to deceive.

How could she be moved by this?

While bearing him, Ruhan felt that it was slowly slowing down, his body became very light, and his vision gradually blurred. She had a little cold, a headache, and she was not feeling well, she had just taken medicine, but she didn't expect it to rage again in the middle of the night, which is why she became extremely weak and unable to resist today.

Finally, when he climbed to the top again, she was dazzled, and she could only say two words weakly all night, "Enough." ”

Zhao Gang admitted that this love was entirely due to negative anger, but when he saw her increasingly pale face, he suddenly realized that there was something wrong with the other party, until her hot body temperature, and the residual anger instantly subsided.

"Hanhan?" he reached out to touch her forehead, but she pushed her away.

Zhao Gang was stunned, he didn't bother with her when she had a fever, knowing that she didn't want to see herself, and he left the bedroom after asking the family doctor to come over.

Now, at three o'clock in the morning, he had stood on the terrace for a full three hours before returning to the bedroom, and after a long hesitation, he pushed the door open from the hidden door of the master bedroom.

In a room without lights, the curtains were pulled back at some point, and the room was shrouded in a bleak cold moonlight.

Afraid of waking her up, he deliberately slowed down, but when he entered the master bedroom, he saw Ruhan who had already sat up, and when he looked at her, she was also looking at him, and her eyes seemed to be frozen. (To be continued.) )