Such a clear resistance made him very disgusted, five fingers pinched her shoulders hard, the wound that had just closed instantly spurted flesh and blood, stained her shirt red, looking at the shocking color, she pushed away the person in front of her out of control.

"What do you have to do to let me go, what do you want me to do to eliminate the resentment in your heart!"

The painful appearance made him feel extremely depressed, like being restrained by someone's throat and unable to breathe.

How can he digest the resentment in his heart?

He also kept asking himself, what the hell is going to do? How can we turn a blind eye to her.

Who will tell him why he is in such a miserable mood?

Almost at that moment, all the forbearance turned into the power of grief and indignation, grabbed her shoulders and threw her into the car, "I also want to know, why can't I turn a blind eye to you, why I don't have the pleasure of revenge after seeing the Su family's catastrophe, why it hurts here to see you like this." ”

The index finger poked hard in the atrium, such a resolute tone, the tangled and painful facial features twisted together, as if the old grudge accumulated for many years had nowhere to vent, and finally slammed on the car window behind him.

She looked up heavily, and her sharp black eyes were full of loneliness at this time.

The parched tear ducts finally disintegrated, not because of panic, not because of fear, but because of despair.

Why could he ruthlessly push her into the abyss and throw a rope of salvation at her?

This man is more feared than the devil.

Silently pushed him away, turned away without looking back, and didn't want to face him for another second.

The cold black eyes turned slightly, looking at her back, and slowly approached with strength and arrogance, "Who allowed you to go?" ”

As he spoke, he pulled her back again.

"Can't wait to leave? Being with me is so disgusting to you? What can you do to be less apathetic? ”

She looked at the out-of-control person in front of her, and looked down at the palm that was already bloody and blurred.

Who has been indifferent?

Who has always been ruthless?

Why can he pretend to be so taken for granted when questioning, as if he has suffered so many years?

"I want to ask too! What does it take for you to let me go, and what does it take for you to be less hypocritical! ”

Hypocrisy? She said he was hypocritical?

Looking at her desperate and painful expression, he pulled her into his arms with all his might, tightly confined to his chest, lowered his head and held her cheeks with both hands, ignoring her struggles, his cold lips with a piercing coldness, and he pressed up domineeringly.

"Don't touch me, you demon!"

Hatred ate her heart like a monster, and she resisted hard, but he stood there unmoving.

She seemed to be able to clearly feel the calloused palm caressing her cold back through her shirt, skilfully roaming around in an attempt to arouse her enthusiasm.

He knew every sensitive area on her body, and gently and slowly aroused the sleeping ***.

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