She weakly turned her head to the side, "Don't. ”

The man's hard voice came: "Don't play tricks with me, I'm in a hurry." ”

Su Xingyu's already miserable heart was stabbed with blood by his words, and he looked at him tremblingly: "Lu Shifeng, don't be too self-righteous, whoever wants to play tricks with you, I don't care about your camera at all!" Are you in a hurry? It's good, please disappear in front of me, I don't want to see you, I don't want to do it in my life. ”

As soon as she finished speaking, his jaw clamped tightly, and she was forced to raise her head to meet his long, narrow, dangerous eyes.

He exuded a cold aura all over his body: "Don't want to see me? ”

She trembled even more, but forced herself to straighten her back and look at him stubbornly.

He was furious, and his voice became soft: "Su Xingyu, it's good, you don't play tricks, do you, don't you want this camera?" After that, I didn't want all the cameras - I saw one, smashed one. ”

With a wave of his hand, the brand-new camera he had brought back smashed into the wall without warning, smashing two priceless pieces of antique porcelain and falling to pieces.

"Lu Shifeng!" Her heart twitched, and she instinctively got out of bed to salvage the camera.

Lu Shifeng stopped and hugged her, took her into his arms, and a devilish voice came from her ears: "You don't want it, what else can you rescue?" ”

She was still sick, and her weak body was no match for the man in front of her, and she tried to break his arm, but his arm was as unmoved as cast of iron. "Why are you angry with the camera...... she said, looking at the broken camera on the ground, "why...... It's been carefully made by so many people, not to give you a ...... out of the air."

It's a beautiful weapon, and it's supposed to be an intimate companion with a photographer on a journey from north to south.

All cameras deserve respect.

But he had cruel eyes: "Since you don't want it, what do you care about me?" ”

She slammed him harder: "Lu Shifeng, you are unreasonable!" ”

"It's you who can't be reasoned with," Lu Shifeng easily turned her body around and faced him. Under the sunset, her thin pajamas were messy, faintly revealing her delicate collarbones and breasts. A touch of mystery before. The person's white skin is delicate, his breathing is a little tight, but his eyes are even more cruel, "Don't want to continue to be a photographer?" In the future, just lie in bed honestly and give birth to me. ”

She shuddered at the horrific prospect he described.

"I—I didn't say I didn't want to be a photographer," her voice trembled. Trembling, sad and vicious, he looked at him fiercely, "Lu Shifeng, just because I don't accept your camera doesn't mean I don't want to be a photographer." ”

"Because I sent it, don't you accept it?" The anger in his eyes seemed to make the air boil.

She was scared, but as soon as she remembered the scene of him violently smashing her camera last night, the blood all over her body rushed to her brain: "Do you think it's okay to smash one and pay for one?" Do you know I have pictures in that camera?! That's something more precious than the camera itself! You paid me for the camera, what did you pay for the photo?! Lu Shifeng, you megalomaniacal bastard! ”

"How much does a photo cost? I'll give it to you tenfold. "Aren't the photos she takes commercial? She wants to make money, and he just gives it to her.

She struggled hard in his arms again, so angry that she almost cried: "You bastard! Do you think a few stinky money will buy my pictures? I, I ......"

Then she really cried, crystal tears sliding down the corners of her eyes, and her thin shoulders trembled helplessly. Trembling: "I...... I managed to get a picture of it...... Woohoo......"

Her cat, the mysterious and beautiful little black cat, is not a commercial photo of any client, but a work of art that she loves so much and is eager to treasure.

Every photograph of a photographer, like every painting of a painter, every piece of music by a composer, just like their children, is a precious thing that cannot be exchanged.

What is a few of his stinky money?

The more she thought about it, the more sad she became, and her tears burst into tears, however, seeing the hateful face of the man in front of her, she didn't want him to see her vulnerable side. "Get out," she said hoarsely, "aren't you in a hurry, get out, I don't want to see you, you demon, beast, brute...... I don't want to see you again in my life! ”

The man in front of him looked terrifying.

But she couldn't care about anything, trembling all over, and her heart ached.

Lu Shifeng slowly stood up, his narrow eyes were frozen with ice slag, and strode out of the bedroom.

After he left, she curled up in the quilt, tears sliding down like beads with broken threads, and her liver and intestines were broken.

That's. At night, Lu Shifeng did not come back.

Su Xingyu raised in bed for a few more days, and the fever gradually subsided.

Mother Gui served her carefully every day, serving soup and medicine, and sighed: "Young lady, please don't be angry with the young master anymore, he is so angry that he can't go home...... I know you've been wronged, but the young master is such a personality, so let him go. You know that he has a bad stomach, how can he stand sleeping outside every day? ”

Su Xingyu was still very weak, and said softly, "Are you worried about him? Tell him to come back, I'll move out. ”

"This ......!" Gui's mother is so anxious that she doesn't know what to do, the temper of these two people is really more stubborn than the other!

Su Xingyu looked down at his feet, and on his feet in plush slippers, the blood blisters that had been ground out were not completely healed; and the wound on the calf that was cut by a sharp weapon, which is still shocking.

"Does your young master treat women as objects?" She seemed to be asking Gui's mother, and she seemed to be talking to herself, "Is it okay to divorce when he gets tired of it?" ”

This is the second time she has mentioned divorce, and Gui's mother's heart is beating suddenly: "Young lady, don't think about it!" Have you forgotten that the young master is good to you, even if he has thousands of kinds of no, it is impossible not to treat you well at all! When you first got married, he bought you so much jewelry, and put the power of the family in your hands, and he hated flowers so much that he planted flowers in your yard...... How can there be a perfect life when you get married? Young master, he just doesn't know how to get along with people, you, you...... Alas, please be more considerate! ”

Su Xingyu shook his head in a trance, and remembered the photo of the kitten again: "Mother Gui, I haven't posted it this day." It's good for him to beat me, to scold me, to force ......"

In bed*** she's okay too......

She can endure humiliation and burden, and live as humble as an ant. But there is a premise for all this, that is, he does not attack her beloved photography business, all her condestinations are to be able to pick up the camera freely, and she would rather be in hell for this one wish......

If even this wish is going to be destroyed by him, then what is the point of all her forbearance?