When I was twenty years old, I married myself to a strange man.

At that time, I was at home from school and sitting in a café in the center of the city every day, where he happened to go on a blind date.

He went on a blind date about once in two or three days, and the conditions were all very good, beautiful and elegant, sexually sensitive, and even came to pursue him prepared, but never more than ten minutes.

I observed for nearly a month, and finally one time his blind date was late and was about to leave, I stepped forward and asked, "Are you in a hurry to get married?" ”

I still remember his eyes calm and detached when he saw me.

After talking, we hit it off and agreed to get married, and then I dropped the phone and walked away.

The next time I met him, it was when I graduated, and on a noisy street, he parked a bright sports car in front of me, and the window slid down to reveal that handsome side face, "Get in the car." ”

He brought me to the current apartment, which is extremely elaborate but not luxurious, only one bed, two study, clean and unpopular.

In this way, we live under one roof, but we all live our own lives.

For two years, we were emotionally and financially independent of each other, had no intersection, and were standard sexless marriages.

It wasn't until late tonight that I got a strange phone call.

Half-asleep and half-awake asked the other party who it was, and a cold-toned male voice came from the phone.

"Come to 'Fengyue' to pick me up."

I was silent for a few seconds, replied with a "yes" word, and the call was hung up.

Even though we never spoke on the phone, I was still sure that it was my "husband" on the other end of the phone, Si Hanjing.

"Fengyue" is a membership-only bar in Lan City, and I was thinking about how to get in along the way.

After glancing around, I saw that the assistant who had given us the marriage agreement was waiting outside the clubhouse.

When I went up, I lazily asked, "What about your boss?" ”

He wasn't surprised by my appearance, obviously waiting for me, "Mr. Si is inside,"

He led me to the top floor by elevator, where there were two private rooms, one of which was leaning on the door frame of a malevolent man, smoking a cigarette and looking at me with a somewhat complicated look.

Probably smoking too much, his voice was hoarse like Adu, "Ah Jing is drunk inside." ”

I nodded and agreed

After the demon man and the assistant left completely, I pushed the door open and got in, "Mr. Si..."

I stood there dumbfounded, staring blankly at the man on the couch inside.

He was actually in ......

For just a few seconds, I reassured myself that there was no fuss about it, that I just accidentally bumped into a man who was a few years old or a teenager would do something.

But when I touched his eyes, the heat seemed to be staring at the prey, and I instinctively stepped back, sorry, "I... I won't bother you anymore, go on, you continue to ..... outside...."

Before he could finish a sentence, he ran over with almost cheetah-like speed, took me in his arms and kissed me fiercely.

After a few seconds, I realized that this man was actually kissing me, and my scalp exploded.

How dare he kiss me!

Lose your marbles.

I pushed him back with my hand, but he easily hugged him and kissed him deeper, and I couldn't move no matter how hard I struggled. Never before had I felt the stark contrast between men and women in terms of physical strength.

Fear and anger mingled, and I pushed hard, panting and incoherently asking, "What do you want to do?" Crazy, isn't it? ”

As soon as the voice fell, his body was violently pressed down on the sofa by him, and I completely saw that his appearance was too easy to misfire, and the fire in his eyes was fluttering unscrupulously, and his voice was dumb, "Gu Liangyu." Then he pronounced the verdict word for word, "I'm going to talk to you,"

It's like a thunderbolt.

It dawned on me that he wasn't as ascetic as I thought he was, and that he should never be allowed to do whatever he wanted.

I suddenly pushed him hard and rolled on the floor, my brain blank, only to be carried back to the couch by one hand.

"Don't....hmm" he came down again, his hot breath tickling his neck, and his voice was low and hoarse, "Be honest, or I'll hurt you." ”

I'm desperate.

I closed my eyes, didn't struggle, and let the man go crazy on me.

Then, every nerve in his body was completely broken, and he was no longer sensible.

I screamed, "Get out."

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