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Until everything was over, Luo Xiaoqian's heartbeat and wheezing still couldn't be calmed down for a long time.

Embraced by him, she looked at the ceiling and suddenly wanted to laugh.

What qualifications does she have to hate Lu Hao, she is not the same as him.

Luo Xiaoqian, you are a bad woman!

Lu Hao, he and Ben don't have to do anything, they can beat her back to their original form in an instant.

The ceiling in front of her suddenly became so blurry, and her tears slid down the corners of her eyes, dripping down his chest, slightly cold.

Leng Zimo raised his hand to touch her face, only touched the tears on his hands, raised his body slightly, looked at her eyes, and saw that she was crying, and his eyes were cold.

"You're thinking about him again!"

He did not question, but angrily told the truth.

Luo Xiaoqian didn't speak, just looked at the ceiling, tears were like beads with broken threads, and she couldn't stop stopping.

Leng Zimo, have you ever loved someone for ten years, do you know what ten years means, a person who has been in love for ten years is like a thorn in the heart, which has already been engraved in the heart, how can you forget it!

Leng Zimo wanted to dry her eyes, but she couldn't wipe them clean.

He was furious!

So he stopped paying attention to her tears and biting like a beast.

Luo Xiaoqian was like a zombie, losing her senses.

If her heart hurts to the extreme, how can she feel it again?!

Her coldness made Leng Zimo more and more angry and bit her harder and harder.

"You're mine, mine!"

She finally came back to her senses in pain, and looked into his eyes, and she looked apologetic.

"I'm sorry, Leng Zimo!"

Except for her father, he is the most Haode man in the world to her, and she should be grateful to him, but she really can't be a qualified lover.

He didn't say a word, just frantically possessed her.

Again, again.

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Until, she fainted in his arms.

Looking at her little face, Leng Zimo's brows furrowed tightly.

In the dim light, the little woman in his arms, even he couldn't help but feel pity.

Pulling the thin quilt over her body, he stood up, casually grabbed his own bathrobe on the ground and draped it over his body, grabbed the cell phone on the table, and dialed a number.

"Block Lu Hao...... I want him to disappear completely from the entertainment industry! ”

His voice was extremely cold, and every word was filled with endless anger.

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When Luo Xiaoqian woke up again, it was almost noon the next day.

When she opened her eyes, she didn't see Leng Zimo.

The room was a mess, every bone and skin seemed to hurt, fortunately she was on vacation today, otherwise, she really doubted that she had the physical strength to go to EM for a training class.

That man, last night was like a beast.

She knew that he was angry.

She had promised him to do his duty as a lover, and it was clear that she had not done so, and that this was his punishment.

Raising her hand to touch her still sore lips, she slowly got up, put on her bathrobe and walked into the bathroom, her legs so weak that she could barely stand, she grabbed the sink so that she didn't fall down.

The shower was out of the question, and in desperation, she had to use his bathtub.

I hope he doesn't mind, she really doesn't have the strength to go downstairs in the bathtub.

By the time the water was released, she had already untied the gauze on her legs, and last night's wound had formed a dark red scab.

Her body was full of traces left by him, and even near the abrasions left by Lu Hao, there were a few cyan tooth marks.

Luo Xiaoqian smiled bitterly.

How possessive is this man?

Even a scar has to be considered, should she call him naïve or should she call him domineering!