Su Zimo was timid in her heart, her legs were weak, and she knelt down very uncompetitively. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Leng Shaofeng's domineering face seemed to flash a trace of satisfaction, and then drowned in cold arrogance, he looked condescendingly at the annoyed little face in front of him, cocked Erlang's legs in front of her, leaned back in the chair, and began to smoke cigarettes, just glancing at her coldly from time to time.

Under Su Zimo's knees, it was not the heavy Persian carpet in the hotel last night, but the red oak floor, and she was only wearing thin pajama pants, so she quickly felt the discomfort of pain.

Glancing at Leng Shaofeng again, it is even more like a cold and thin posture of fighting a protracted war.

Su Zimo's heart was cold to the bottom, and all kinds of slander began in her heart.

It's just that you owe money and pay back the money, why torture people like this?

She didn't do anything wrong, why did she kneel for him?

It wasn't that he stole his money, he spent it on her, and besides, it was spent on the two of them, and now he was angry and forced her to pay back.

The time of a cigarette has passed, and Su Zimo's legs have begun to go numb.

Leng Shaofeng played with the lighter in his hand, and it was still a very charming man's action, making a high-quality metal collision sound.

Su Zimo was sad and indignant in her heart, she hung her here in such a leisurely manner, it was clear that she was bullying her with her heart, and her little face struggled painfully, but she was really helpless.

Ten minutes passed, Leng Shaofeng was tired of playing with the lighter, opened a new box of cigarettes, smoked one and lit it.

Su Zimo cursed in her heart: If you don't smoke, you can die!

"Raise your head!"

After being silent for a long time, Leng Shaofeng finally spoke again.

In Su Zimo's opinion, as long as he opens his mouth now, it will be one step closer to hell for her.

Su Zimo reluctantly raised her face in pain and grievance, naturally hiding her resentment in her eyes.

"Stop smoking, I was wrong."

The moment Su Zimo looked at Leng Shaofeng, her heart seemed to be a conditioned reflex, and she opened her mouth to admit her mistake.

Leng Shaofeng also sneered unexpectedly, he thought that it would be a laborious project to make her bow her head and admit her mistake today, but he didn't expect it to be so easy.

"Do you really know that you are wrong, or do you know that you feel sorry for your man?"

"Are you still my man?" Su Zimo asked him sarcastically.

Forcing her like this......

Leng Shaofeng smiled even colder, pinched your Su Zimo's chin, and wanted to crush it as hard, a puff of smoke mixed with his masculine breath, rushed to his face, and said fiercely: "If I weren't your man, you wouldn't even be qualified to kneel at my feet." ”

Su Zimo was so choked that he pushed his hand away, pinned his face to the side, and coughed lightly twice.

Does he mean that the woman who is being his is also happy to be abused?

What a new horizon of arrogance!

Su Zimo had an indifferent face, and her heart was extremely irritable, so she also wanted to smoke a cigarette, glanced at the cigarette case on the table, and reached out directly, just held it in her hand, and threatened coldly: "Looking for a cigarette?" ”

Su Zimo's hand paused, and finally let go of his hand and put it down, panting, and closed his eyes heavily.

"Let's talk about it! What's wrong? ”

"I shouldn't have you off."

Su Zimo replied briskly, it was not an attitude of admitting mistakes at all, obviously she was perfunctory, in fact, she didn't know what she was wrong again, she just knew that he was angry with her.

"And then?"

Leng Shaofeng calmly reminded her that he could naturally hear that Su Zimo was not admitting his mistake to him at all.