Chapter 39: Prostitutes at least have a price
Yan Moshen restrained her jaw again, and sneered gloomily, "You have to remember that as long as your identity is still my wife, then you are not qualified to resist me." ”
Gu Xihe seemed to have heard a big joke, and she sneered.
A slightly trembling laugh echoed through the quiet room.
She raised her head to meet his cold gaze, "I'm not a prostitute/girl who warms your bed. ”
It seemed to really irritate him, and the strength of his fingers kept increasing.
Waves of anger rolled in his dark eyes.
The smile on the corner of Yan Moshen's mouth deepened, "Gu Xihe, don't insult the word prostitute/woman, prostitutes still have a price, at least prostitutes don't want any benefits, and they will be sent to the door willingly." ”
Her heart seemed to have been slashed with a sharp weapon, and she couldn't help herself.
She raised her hand and waved it towards his face.
The shoulders shook like fallen leaves, and there was a crisp slap.
Yan Moshen's cold and hard face had an extra five finger prints, and there seemed to be a cold air coming from his body.
A little creepy, he smiled more and more coldly, "Isn't what I said wrong?" Isn't it that I can't wait to wash myself up and automatically send it to the door as soon as I leave? ”
Gu Xihe lowered his eyes, his cheeks were a little pale, and there was no trace of blood.
Yan Mo felt her tremble as if he were enjoying it.
Fingers roamed freely over her smooth skin.
Sweeping her pretended calm cheeks, he felt a little ridiculous, unbuttoned the inner buttons of her blouse one by one, and the hands hanging on her sides couldn't help but clench.
When his big palm slipped at the base of his thigh, he finally couldn't bear it anymore.
Raise your hand to push him away.
Yan Moshen grabbed her wrist and fixed her hand on top of her head.
The skirt was lifted up to the waist, revealing black bottoms.
Gu Xihe was still flustered, with obvious helplessness on his cheeks.
The hand that struggled to clasp her wrist, the helpless expression on her face now was really much better than the mother's face just now, which made him feel a sense of accomplishment.
But her resistance, with a hint of disgust, made him inexplicably upset.
Slightly cool thin lips brushed her cheeks.
Pausing at her earlobe, "You don't really think I'm trying to touch you, do you?" ”
There was only one thought in Gu Xihe's mind now, which was to escape.
But who knows, Yan Moshen's words in the next second made her stiffen in place.
His thin lips rubbed against her earlobe, and he sneered, "I'm not uncommon for women who have climbed into other men's beds, and I feel dirty when I touch you." ”
Yan Moshen raised his hand and waved her away.
She fell to the floor unexpectedly, and Yan Mo looked at her condescendingly.
Picked up the clothes next to him and walked out of the bedroom, "Don't think that I will divorce you as much as possible, I am not generous enough to let you live with your lover/husband." ”
In the silence of the villa, even the sound of pins falling to the ground could be heard.
Gu Xihe curled up on the floor, listening to Yan Moshen's footsteps.
and his voice on the phone, "Cheng Yang, the woman you gave me a few days ago, I want it now, let her wait for me in Suite 605 of the Rongsen Hotel, and I will go over soon." ”
She felt the oppression in the room that was about to take her breath.
Heavy closings of villas.
Gu Xihe raised his arms and wrapped his knees around, and the sound of an engine sounded outside the villa.
Then the lights came on until the light was gone.
I couldn't control it anymore, and tears dripped down the corners of my eyes and fell to the floor.