Chapter 312: Does Your Third Leg Still Hurt?
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In the morning, the morning light shone through the gaps in the curtains, and Huo Xiumo woke up as if in a dream.
They opened their eyes suddenly, and after a moment of trance, their big hands reached out to their places.
No one.
The sheets are cool.
Huo Xiumo's expression changed slightly, his eyes saw that the wall clock on the wall pointed to seven o'clock in the morning, he suddenly lifted the quilt and got out of bed, and walked out of the bedroom without even putting on shoes.
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The man went downstairs in a hurry, the gray shirt he wore on his body was also messy and wrinkled, the open neckline, the muscles on his strong chest were faintly visible, the belt was also loosened and hung aside, his long legs were wrapped in suit pants, and his steps were very large.
The maid happened to bump into it, and was startled by Huo Xiumo's handsome features.
"Where's my wife?"
"Sir, Mrs. she ......"
The servant was about to speak, but at the top of the stairs, another cold female voice had already come first.
"Are you looking for me?"
Huo Xiumo looked up suddenly, his eyes shrank, and he stared at the woman standing upstairs in a deep V sexy black dress.
Jiang Yansheng's bewitching body leaned on the hand support, his white fingertips were dyed with red nails, he was playing with his hair, and his eyes were smiling but very cold.
Huo Xiumo's heart in his chest seemed to have been hit hard, and the pain made him breathe quickly and deeply, and his deep eyes stared at her.
"Huo Xiumer!"
The woman also stared at him gloomily, and her red lips teased: "Does your third leg still hurt?" β
It's her, it's her, there's no doubt about it.
Huo Xiumo was familiar with this kind of cold and vicious smile, which was extremely similar to the one he showed after being kicked and injured at that time.
"Jiang Yansheng." He opened his mouth and called out to her heavily.
The woman frowned, pretending to be emotional, and said, "Why don't you call me?" Am I not your voice? β
"Are you?"
Huo Xiumo asked her.
Jiang Yansheng arrogantly disdained to play the trick of lying with men, she lowered her eyebrows and smiled, but with a bitter coldness: "It's just that she, a little idiot, is still naΓ―ve and deceiving herself, thinking that you didn't notice anything, heh." β
Huo Xiumo's eyes gradually became very complicated, with a vague feeling, he wanted to go up the stairs and ask this woman about something.
As soon as he took a step forward, Jiang Yansheng's tone instantly became cold: "Are you afraid that I will jump from here?" β
Huo Xiumo's upright body immediately stiffened and would not move, staring at her, his voice was angry: "You dare! β
Jiang Yansheng's fingertips clasped his hands for a while, and he seemed to enjoy listening to this tone.
She lifted her eyes and smiled weirdly: "Do you have the ability to come up and try it?" β
Huo Xiumo thought that Ms. Bai repeatedly explained that she couldn't provoke her personality, so she retreated stiffly.
"Scared?"
Jiang Yansheng saw his actions and laughed again.
In the next second, the smile on her white face disappeared instantly, and she said to him expressionlessly, "Kneel down for me." β
Huo Xiumo's thin lips were pursed tightly, hearing her arrogant words, his chest was a little painful with anger, and his voice was hoarse: "What do you want to do?" β
"What do you ask me?" Jiang Yansheng's eyes were hooked with a piercing coldness, and when he saw him, he wanted to strangle this slut with his own hands.
"How dare you get her pregnant? Huo Xiumo, are you looking for death? β
Huo Xiumo found that she was begging for justice for the real Jiang Yan, suppressed the slight strangeness in his heart, and said to her: "Yes, it's my fault." β
Jiang Yan looked at his handsome face faintly, and said sarcastically and coldly: "You men, you will open your mouth to deceive women, you really deserve to die." β
"What did you come out for? You're not going to go back just to meet me? Huo Xiumo was unfamiliar with Jiang Yansheng's personality, he didn't understand her temperament, and naturally he couldn't guess what she wanted to do.
Jiang Yansheng looked behind him and at the sofa in the living room: "I brought Sheng'er for you." β
Huo Xiumo's temples protruded twice, turned around, and saw in the distance a woman with heavy makeup and a very embarrassed mess was sitting on the sofa, her wide eyes full of horror.
He held his forehead with long fingers, when did this happen?
"She had a miscarriage, and you still dare to play with women? It seems that the woman outside is very funny, I helped you bring Sheng'er back, are you happy? β
Jiang Yansheng stood condescendingly at the top of the stairs and asked him.
"Liang Wan'er was pregnant before, and you did it too?"
This scene, this style, made Huo Xiumo feel fatally familiar.
"yes." Jiang Yansheng smiled coldly, tilted her chin slightly and said, "But when she woke up, she sent Liang Wan'er away, it's not fun." β
Huo Xiumo turned around, his dark gaze returned to the woman, suppressed the emotions rolling in his chest, and confirmed a point: "You have memories of her affairs, and she doesn't know what you did?" β
"Of course."
Jiang Yansheng looked at him and said coldly: "She created me just so that I can bear the pain in reality instead of her, and she wants to have my memory?" Does that depend on whether she has the life to bear? β
"What did she go through to get to be like this?" Huo Xiumo couldn't wait to ask this woman.
Jiang Yansheng laughed ill-willedly: "You want to know?" Get down on your knees and beg me. β
Huo Xiumo's eyes were blood-red, no one knew what he felt in his heart at the moment, witnessing his wife's blackened appearance, he was tormented ten thousand times more than anyone else, and his hands clenched into fists and gurgled.
"Do you like to abuse people for fun? Jiang Yansheng, you come down, I'll let you abuse. β
"Come down, how can you control me?"
Jiang Yansheng's strength is no match for this strong man, she is still a weak woman.
Huo Xiumo saw her slender body leaning lazily on her hand, and there was a risk of falling anytime and anywhere, and the nerves in her mind were tense with her.
He promised in a deep voice: "I kneel, you come down, I kneel before you." β
"Huo Xiumo, you are so insincere as a man, how can you be a husband?"
After Jiang Yansheng finished speaking, he touched his fingertips on his slender chin and thought about it, and gave him an idea: "It's better for you to divorce the marriage and find countless Sheng'er to go home, and there will be no woman to cry with you." β
"I have nothing to do with that woman."
Even though Huo Xiumo knew that the cold and glamorous woman in front of him was Jiang Yansheng's personality, he was still explaining: "A man can't touch a woman when he is drunk in the past, don't you carry all the memories of Jiang Yansheng?" I don't understand this intimate thing between men and women? β
Jiang Yansheng's expression on her white face changed, and her red lips bit the words heavily: "Very good, you make me sick again." β
"Jiang Yansheng loves me, why do you hate me?" Huo Xiumo went upstairs when she was distracted, and forced her to ask: "You bear the pain you can't face in her place, why can't you take the place of her lover?" β
Why?
As long as Jiang Yansheng comes into contact with the opposite sex, he will remember being molested by a strange uncle when he was a child, and being touched by a rough big hand, his heart will be extremely repulsed, and nausea will follow.
She can replace the real Jiang Yansheng to bear all the pain in the outside world and take revenge on everyone madly, but she can't do intimate things with men instead of her.
Because, she can't get over the level in her heart.
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