33 And not only she was afraid, but he himself was afraid......
Looking at Wen Qing's closed door, He Yiming only felt that the anger in his heart was getting stronger and stronger. He clenched his fists fiercely, and kept telling himself not to be too impulsive.
However, the anger in my heart could not be stopped, and it could not be discharged at all!
On the contrary, the thought of "possessing her" in his head was too strong, which made his whole body burn!
She was his wife, even though they had no affection, and that was the same as having a marriage contract!
Why can't they, why can't they sleep together!
Why, why just watch her go into someone else's arms!
He Yiming's eyes slowly turned red, and in the state of anger that he didn't even realize himself, he walked up the stairs slowly and firmly.
He came to Wen Qing's door and reached out and twisted the handle. Seeing that Wen Qing had already locked up, he took a deep breath, raised his foot and kicked it over!
The door was kicked open, Wen Qing was changing clothes, half of her clothes were startled by the sound of the door, and when she turned around, she saw He Yiming standing at the door.
"What are you doing!"
"You!" He Yiming sneered and walked straight towards her.
Throw aside the clothes she was holding in her hand, and carry the person to her shoulders!
Without saying a word, go straight to the master bedroom!
Wen Qing struggled desperately, pounding and biting, but to no avail!
When she was thrown on the bed by He Yiming, her tears gushed out at once!
opened his mouth and was about to say something, but he was kissed and sealed by He Yiming's domineering kiss!
"Woman, this mouth, I don't want to hear anything other than my mouth." He Yiming pinched her chin to prevent her from closing her mouth and biting her tongue.
In between kisses, he did not forget to "advise".
Wen Qing opened her mouth, and her limbs were suppressed by him lightly!
The clothes that had been half taken off were lightly removed by him, and tears couldn't stop flowing out.
Jerk, asshole, asshole......
He Yiming didn't know anything about gentleness, this was not a love affair, it was clearly a war!
He suppressed Wen Qing fiercely, swallowed it, and destroyed it!
Let her heart be full of despair, and even forget to struggle!
When he finally ended this torture, Wen Qing lay on the bed, like a puppet.
He Yiming closed his eyes, got up and went to the bathroom.
Wen Qing waited for him to leave, then pulled the quilt, covered himself in a mess, and lay on the pillow and cried silently!
Her marriage is full of despair, and her life is full of darkness!
This is not at all the peaceful coexistence she thought it would be, and there is no hope or meaning to continue!
If it weren't for the company, if it weren't for the family, she would rather die than endure such torture......
When He Yiming came out of washing, Wen Qing was already tired from crying and fell asleep.
He Yiming's eyes darkened, he stepped forward to lift the quilt, and when he saw the wolf on her, his heart was a little colder.
He didn't expect that he would do this job, like a beast out of control, with flames and anger constantly bursting out of his heart, so that he couldn't suppress himself.
That feeling not only scared Wen Qing, but also scared himself.