Chapter 11: Closing Forward
Hearing this, the deliberate smile froze at the corner of her mouth, and her gaze was already stunned.
The face that made her think about it for a long time was full of anger at the moment, and the fire in her eyes seemed to be about to burst out, ready to burn her heart.
"Okay, since you asked me, tell me how to do it, why don't you ......"
Before she could come back to her senses, her arm was grabbed by him stiffly, like a big palm like pliers, which made her arm hurt at this moment, and her body was dragged into the bedroom.
And he pushed her on the big bed without pity, and those eyes as sharp as eagles stared at her so closely, and the words that came out of his mouth were so hurtful: "Since you beg me, you are here to beg, what do you say?" ”
"If I'm satisfied, the funds will be in place for you tomorrow."
Xia Weiliang could clearly feel the sourness gushing out of her heart, as if an electric current was passing through her whole body, making her soreness from head to toe.
In his eyes, she has reached such an unbearable point?
It turned out that she really thought highly of herself, and she actually fantasized that after he married her, even if he couldn't treat her like he did when he was a teenager, he would respect each other like a guest.
It turns out that time can really change a person, from beginning to end, and be reborn.
"Wen Jinmo ......" At this moment, she really wanted to rush up and beat him up, and then yelled, the old lady didn't do it!
But she just shouted these three words softly, and her detached voice did not carry any superfluous emotions, and even if she had, she was strangled to death in her heart.
"Huh?" A low, deep voice came out.
He suddenly stopped what he was doing and looked at her, and the starry lights fell on his eyes, like stars in the sky, dazzling.
If you look closely, you can still find the expectation in his eyes. But Xia Weiliang won't look at it carefully, and he won't think about these things.
"This time, what do you say?" She lifted her reddened eyes, trying to hide the fragility in them, and tried to speak as calmly and normally as possible.
"Count." The expectation in his eyes gradually dissipated, replaced by a deep and bottomless indifference, like a desert desolate and lifeless, devoid of rain and snow, dry and lonely.
“…… Okay" She lowered her eyes, and spoke in a soft, soft voice, like a feather falling to the ground, but it still came clearly into his ears.
Good?
That's nice!
Xia Weiliang, you are really good!
Wen Jinmo felt that there was a boulder in his chest, which pressed him to the point that he couldn't breathe, even though he had all the strength, he couldn't help him move the stone, he needed to find a breakthrough and vent fiercely, so as to ignore the heavy feeling of suffocation.
He jerked his hand and gripped her wrist tightly.
The room was quiet, so quiet that she could clearly hear the rustle of leaves blowing outside the window, and her eyes were tightly closed, her body trembled a little, and her face was full of reluctance and helplessness.