Chapter Forty-Nine: Your Pain Is Not as Much as One Thousand of Me!
"You can let me down! I want to go down and take a walk! β
Ye Sirao probed slightly in Liu Musheng's arms and said crampedly.
Hearing this, Liu Musheng's pace slowed down a little, but he never stopped, and only when he walked out of sight of the banquet venue did he gently put down Ye Sirao.
Ye Sirao, who landed on the ground, stumbled twice, moved the joints of her whole body, and finally was able to look at the environment outside Liu Musheng's chest.
As far as the eye can see, the exquisite Western-style style, the buildings are simple and atmospheric, full of a sense of age, green grass, and smooth and winding stone roads under your feet.
Ye Sirao was overjoyed, and ran forward rarely, like a busy butterfly, looking at the neatly trimmed flowers in the flower bed, looking east and west, and going all the way along the stone road.
Liu Musheng looked at Ye Sirao who was running around, his eyes were full of doting, his eyes were locked on Ye Sirao, who was like a child in front of him, and he looked like he couldn't blink all the time.
The tall figure of the man always maintained the same distance, guarding the woman's agile back, the path was long, the rain was dotted, and the air was full of ambiguous smells.
Enjoying the rare beauty, Liu Musheng's forehead suddenly cooled one after another.
Then, he looked up in amazement, and the sky was gray, and a light rain kept falling.
Seeing this, Liu Musheng's eyes began to hurriedly look for Ye Sirao.
At the same time, Ye Sirao's arms opened in a hug shape, indulging herself in the smell of earth and grass, and enjoying the beauty of flowers and rain.
At this moment, there was a warmth in her back, and then her cold hand was grasped
"Almost, beware of a cold!"
Immediately afterwards, Liu Musheng took off his coat and draped it on Ye Sirao's body with great care.
Feeling the familiar residual temperature, the tip of her nose lingered with a familiar taste, and even a familiar scene, Ye Sirao's heart was mixed, her eyes were sour, she suddenly looked up at the sky for two seconds, grabbed the clothes on her shoulders, and threw them at Liu Musheng.
Immediately afterwards, she didn't look at Liu Musheng, turned around, and said coldly: "No need, I'm not cold." β
Liu Musheng's eyes narrowed slightly, he walked towards Ye Sirao with the clothes in his hand, and forced them to drape on the little woman's thin shoulders, "I allow you to take it down?" β
Ye Sirao's body trembled slightly, she bit her lip tightly, took a deep breath, raised her head and opened her mouth......
"Hmm......"
All the words she wanted to say were gagged in her mouth, Ye Sirao's eyes widened in astonishment, and when she realized that she was gagged by Liu Musheng's kiss, Liu Musheng had already driven straight in, and the kiss was devoted and affectionate.
"Hmm......"
Ye Sirao came back to her senses and immediately began to struggle, trying her best to push Liu Musheng, but to no avail.
Immediately afterwards, Liu Musheng was in his arms along with the clothes he was wearing.
Ye Sirao couldn't use her strength directly, and the range of her arms was too small.
Unable to exert her arms, Ye Sirao used other parts of her body that could be moved, struggling with all her might, her feet kept stepping on Liu Musheng's shiny upper, gritting her teeth to resist Liu Musheng's invasion.
The feeling of oppression on her body disappeared suddenly, and the air began to enter her mouth and nose unimpeded, and Ye Sirao's futile struggle slowly stopped and looked at the person who released the sense of oppression.
At the same time, Liu Musheng looked tired, sitting casually on the steps of the flower bed on the side of the road, holding his forehead with one hand, his eyes slightly closed, his thick eyelashes trembling slightly, and the other hand hanging on his knee was slender and good-looking, naturally open, and the wind blew through the empty hand, which was extremely lonely.
"You ......"
"I'm tired and want to take a break!"
Ye Sirao's words were directly interrupted, looking at Liu Musheng in a clean and tidy white shirt with rain trails, sitting on the wet and dirty steps, looking down-and-out, still handsome and charming.
"Boom"
At this moment, the thunder burst out, the raindrops became more and more dense, and Liu Musheng's shirt was instantly soaked and clinging to his body.
Suppressing the distress and helplessness in her heart, Ye Sirao sneered: "What, Liu Shao regrets it, right?" It's too late to go back now, and your flowery fiancΓ©e is still waiting! β
Hearing this, Liu Musheng raised his head suddenly, his eyes were like a sharp sword shot at Ye Sirao, his lips were pursed, and he didn't say a word.
Seeing this, Ye Sirao was stunned, her eyes dodged, she glanced to the side, and continued to speak, "Is it useful for you to stare at me?" Isn't your mother Han Junluo if you stare at me? Let's go, they're the most important people in your life, don't waste your time here! β
"I don't feel like I'm wasting my time, I do!" Liu Musheng opened his mouth firmly, and through the sound of rain, it hit Ye Sirao's heart.
After stabilizing her mind, Ye Sirao turned around with disdain on her face and said indifferently: "You wasted my time!" I'm not happy! β
Liu Musheng's pupils shrank, he got up in an instant, grabbed Ye Sirao, was violent, tilted his head and poked his neck......
"Fuck off! Let go of me, you ...... hiss......" Ye Sirao's angry word "hooligan" hadn't shouted out, gasped, and was actually bitten by Liu Musheng?!
Sensing the fishy sweetness in his mouth, Liu Musheng frowned, but did not let go.
It wasn't until a long time later, feeling Ye Sirao's stiffness, Liu Musheng slowly loosened his mouth, took two steps back, wiped the corner of his lower lip casually, and smiled evilly, "Does it hurt, it's less than one thousandth of me!" β
Hearing this, Ye Sirao's face was pale, and she looked at Liu Musheng with a sad and angry expression, her body trembled slightly, a tooth mark on her neck was red and purple, and blood was snaking down.
At this moment, a car slowly approached, and after stopping in front of Liu Musheng, Tang Cheng got out of the car, respectfully opened the car door, and held an umbrella for Liu Musheng, "Mr. Liu, according to the previous plan, I will pick you up and go to the company." β
Liu Musheng took the umbrella in Tang Cheng's hand, threw it to Ye Sirao, and said coldly: "If your head gets into the water again, I want you to look good!" β
Looking at Liu Musheng's soaked back, Ye Sirao savored the pun in her words, pulled the corners of her mouth with a wry smile, and finally slowly lowered her arm to throw the umbrella and watched the man get into the car.
"Jiang Nanqing is not that simple, stay away from him!"
Seeing that she was obedient, Liu Musheng's eyes softened a little, and then he coldly threw out a sentence, leaving a perfect side face, and the car was gone.
Ye Sirao was full of sadness and grievances, tangled and struggling, and finally couldn't support squatting on the ground and crying.
"Slut, do you still have the face to cry?"
At this moment, Lin Yawang slowly approached with an umbrella, looked down at Ye Sirao condescendingly, as if he was looking at something disgusting, and said in disgust.
Ye Sirao was indifferent, her shoulders kept shaking, as if she hadn't heard anything, but her crying was getting smaller, mixed with the sound of rain, which was not obvious.
Lin Yawang was ignored, angry, his face was distorted, his fingers were clasped on the umbrella handle, he stepped forward a few steps, hit the fallen leaves of the umbrella, and roared: "Why are you crying? What faces are there here? He's mine! You don't deserve it. β
Ye Sirao slowly raised her head and got up, looked at the hysterical Lin Yawang in front of her, and said leisurely: "Miss Lin can still care about me crying?" This road is not your family's, why don't you go to your fiancΓ©, what time are you wasting with me? β
"Even if it's not mine, I can let people drive you away in minutes, and you won't be allowed to set foot forever! You are a joke, why do you dare to compete with me, the eldest lady of the Lin family? Lin Yawang said proudly and proudly, his face full of disdain.
Ye Sirao was not ashamed or annoyed, and said calmly: "Just by virtue of this, Liu Musheng himself has to run after me, and he is not willing to look at you as a young lady more, is it enough?" β
When Lin Yawang heard the voice, she listened to Ye Sirao's naked show off and provocation, and was silent, a pair of beautiful eyes were red and glared at Ye Sirao, but when she saw the tooth marks and blood stains on Ye Sirao's neck, she suddenly went crazy.
"What did you do? Vixen, I'm going to kill you vixen! β
After speaking, Lin Yawang threw away the umbrella and pounced on Ye Sirao, the mud from the high heels stained the lower part of the skirt, but Lin Yawang turned a blind eye.
"What are you? I don't need you to interfere in my grievances with Liu Musheng! How to chase men is your business, move me, I advise you to think clearly, do you really think that I can be bullied! β
Immediately afterwards, Ye Sirao grabbed Lin Yawang's hand that was almost slapped on her face, and said stiffly.
Hearing this, Lin Yawang broke free with all his might, then rubbed his aching arm, took out his mobile phone and slammed it, and then there was the sound of footsteps.
"Yawang, are you okay? Where are you? β
At the same time, Han Junluo's concerned voice came, and in the next second, the whole person came to Lin Yawang with distressed eyes.
Lin Yawang also cooperated and ran towards Liu's mother with small steps, her face was full of grievances, she threw herself into Liu's mother's arms, and cried: "Auntie, it's me who is not good, I am not worthy, cancel my marriage contract with Mu Sheng!" β
Hearing this, Liu Mu's eyes were like knives, and she hated to remove Ye Sirao into eight pieces.
"Wait!"
Gently wiped away her tears for Lin Yawang, Liu Mu looked at Ye Sirao with a tiger's eye, and then slapped over, "Slut, I underestimated you!" β
Ye Sirao's body tensed, she felt that her face was rapidly swollen, her eyes were full of hatred, but she bit her lip tightly and didn't say a word.
"Smack! Syllable! β
There were two more backhand slaps, Han Junluo vigorously threw it on Ye Sirao's face, and said, "Slut, you don't care about that mental illness, do you?" How dare you ignore my words! β
As he spoke, Han Junluo took out the phone, not knowing who to dial, and soon a voice without the slightest emotion came from the phone, "Madam, please command." β
With an evil smile, Han Junluo turned on the hands-free and said coldly, "Beat me, add some material to the whip, and beat me with all your might!" β
"Yes!"
With a brief response, the sound of whipping and faint moaning soon came from the phone.
Hearing the sound of being released by the public, Ye Sirao's face suddenly changed greatly, and every drop of rain that fell on her body seemed to turn into a whip and whipped on her body, shouting: "No! No! Let him stop! Madam, I listen to you, let him stop! β
Han Junluo's face did not change, as if he hadn't heard it, and he enjoyed Ye Sirao's embarrassed side.
Looking at the scene in front of him, Lin Yawang was shocked in his heart, but he held the umbrella respectfully for Liu's mother as if nothing had happened, the hostility and pleasure in his eyes flashed, and he looked at Ye Sirao, who was as humble as dust on the ground, and the corners of his lips slowly hooked.
"Yawang ......"
"Huh?"
Liu Mu suddenly spoke, but after calling out her name, she was silent, and looked at Lin Yawang with deep meaning without saying a word.
Lin Yawang's face was surprised, paused, and asked as usual: "What's wrong, Auntie?" β
It's just that her slightly trembling hands reveal the fear in her heart.
Han Junluo seemed to sweep it inadvertently, skimmed Lin Yawang's trembling hands, and said casually: "Yawang, what do you say should be done with this play?" β
Lin Yawang's face turned pale, and he immediately made a look of grievance and arrogance, "Auntie, you are still the best for me, I want her to kowtow to me and apologize!" Otherwise, I'm sorry for standing here with me on a cold day! β
Hearing this, Han Junluo's eyes were clear, he covered Lin Yawang's cold hand, and said with a distressed face: "Slut, did you hear it?" Kowtow to Yawang and apologize! If you don't want to, why don't you let your mentally ill brother do it for you? β
Ye Sirao's body shook, her ten fingers wrapped in mud and clenched into fists, listening to the continuous whiplash, a liquid flowed down her unwilling face, I don't know if it was rain or tears, trembling, and slowly knelt down.
"I was wrong, I'm sorry! It's all my fault, I'm really sorry ......"
Looking at Ye Sirao's collapsed body full of joy, Lin Yawang admired Ye Sirao's appearance like mud.
But for some reason, a chill came from the bottom of his heart, and then Lin Yawang secretly glanced at Liu's mother, who was strategizing, and was on guard against it.
"Ye Sirao! Hurry up, what are you doing? β
At this moment, a distressed and eager voice sounded.
Immediately afterwards, Jiang Nanqing ran over with a shocked and angry face.