After I don't know how long, he looked out the window and said in a calm voice, "You shouldn't come here." ”

Things have gotten out of control.

Perhaps he himself was the murderer who contributed to the trouble.

The only thing he could do was to hide the truth for Yan Bing.

He couldn't guarantee anything else.

Fu Tingyuan stood by the window and quietly smoked a cigarette, then turned his head to Luo Nanchu and said, "You go to tell your father tomorrow that you regret your marriage." You won't marry Yan Ruyu. ”

Luo Nanchu sat there and didn't speak.

Fu Tingyuan glanced at her, then snorted lightly, and his tone was faintly impatient: "Speak." ”

"Don't." Luo Nanchu clenched his fists and trembled, "I'm going to marry him, please don't pester me, okay?" I'm not your xing slave, you want more women than women want to go to your bed, don't come to me, okay? Her tone almost collapsed, "You are going to break up, you said that you will not pester me again, and I promised you to beat the child off, why do you still treat me like this?" Don't you think that's unfair? It's like this every time, everything is up to you, it's you who broke up, and it's you who pestered me after the breakup. What can I do? I also want to ask you - what is it necessary for you to let me go? What else can I do to get rid of you except to get married?! ”

Fu Tingyuan looked at her for a while and said, "If you withdraw from the marriage, I won't come to you again in the future." ”

Luo Nanchu smiled, gritted his teeth and said, "Fu Tingyuan, are you a fool to me?" ”

Fu Tingyuan's eyes narrowed slightly, "So what I say now, you're going to marry him, right?" ”

Luo Nanchu pursed his lips and didn't say a word.

Fu Tingyuan's eyes became fierce, he threw away the cigarette butt in his hand, looked at her and said coldly: "Luo Nanchu, you are looking for death." With that, he walked over to her.

Luo Nanchu sat on the bed at first, but when Fu Tingyuan walked to her bedside, she still subconsciously turned over and wanted to escape.

Fu Tingyuan pinched one of her legs, lifted the person back on the bed, and firmly pressed the person under him, his face was too terrible, Luo Nanchu's chest kept rising and falling because of fear, and he looked like he was going to eat her.

I want to break up with her, but I don't allow her to marry another man.

How can there be such a bastard man in this world.

Luo Nanchu pushed him hard, but she couldn't push it away, she was desperate, lying on her back on the bed and biting her lip tremblingly, looking at the man's ice-like face with red eyes.

She looked so pitiful.

A weak woman, a woman who has no room for struggle under his power, a woman who makes him rationally collapse and longs to eat into his stomach and melt into one, the thoughts and unforgivable sins of his life are all on her alone.

She got away with it, leaving him alone to enjoy the burning and torment of the hellfire of jealousy and original sin.

He tried so hard not to see her, but she ran to him herself to tempt him, and now she was going to marry his brother.

Luo Nanchu looked at Fu Tingyuan's eyes getting darker and darker, and there was a pitch-black vortex swirling inside, as if he wanted to swallow her.

She was a little scared, and shouted in a trembling voice: "Fu Tingyuan......"

The man lowered his head and kissed fiercely, swept by monstrous anger and strong possessiveness, and her whole body was shrouded in his breath, and she couldn't move.

She was almost deprived of oxygen, so the man let go of her, then folded his arms and hugged her tightly, tightly in his arms.