Jiang Mingzhu saw anger and *** at the same time from Zhou Li's pupils, and she was very familiar with these two emotions.

In an instant, Zhou Li's body pressed down, and his lips were pressed against hers and bitten fiercely.

Within three seconds, he tasted a rusty smell between his lips and teeth, and then the sweet blood swallowed into his throat.

Jiang Mingzhu just briefly rinsed her mouth with water after spitting just now, and before she could recover much, another smell of blood rushed in, and it was difficult not to react.

So Jiang Mingzhu began to struggle, using all his strength to push him, and the meaning of refusal was obvious.

She punched and kicked the soles of his shoes against his knees, leaving shoe prints on his black trousers.

The sudden pain made Zhou Li relax, Jiang Mingzhu suddenly pushed him away, raised his arm and wiped the blood from the corner of his lip fiercely.

Then there were a few retching sounds.

Zhou Li stared at her coldly, his body exuded a cold aura, and his lower lip was still stained with undried blood, which made his aggressiveness even more prominent.

Jiang Mingzhu heard the sound of his own heartbeat, and he couldn't suppress it.

It was a mistake to come over with Zhou Li, Jiang Mingzhu regretted it now, she leaned on the sofa and tried to stand up.

As soon as his body was kept up, he was pressed back by Zhou Li.

His hand gripped her left shoulder, his joints tightened with rough force.

"I didn't let you go." He said.

Jiang Mingzhu: "What are you looking for me to come for?"

Zhou Li: "What do you think?"

His tone was cold, and his tone did not fluctuate as usual, except that his gaze fell on her chest, and the purpose was obvious.

Brought her to bed.

To be more accurate, it should be to vent desire, and you have to pay attention to interaction when you go to bed.

Jiang Mingzhu lowered her eyes, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and let out a self-deprecating laugh: "What am I to you?"

Zhou Li did not answer.

Jiang Mingzhu: "Am I your tool for venting your desires? I'll give you sleep when you want it, and throw me away like trash when you don't."

She is accusing him from the perspective of a victim, accusing him, like an infatuated woman who has been let down by someone.

Zhou Li: "Raise your head."

Jiang Mingzhu didn't move: "I have no self-esteem in your eyes, do I?"

Zhou Li: "I'll let you look up."

Jiang Mingzhu held back her tears, and the moment she raised her head, tears overflowed from her eyes and flowed to the corners of her lips.

Zhou Li squinted his eyes and looked at her tears, and his heart became even colder.

Even the timing of tears is controlled so precisely.

Zhou Li raised his hand and touched the tails of her raised eyes, these eyes are beautiful and seductive, probably no one can refuse, she also knows where her capital is, and abuses it without scruples.

Jiang Mingzhu felt the cold fingertips roaming over her face, and her breathing was slightly held.

"Take it off yourself or will I do it?" Zhou Li's fingers rested on her collarbone.

Jiang Mingzhu: "I don't want to do it."

Zhou Li shook his fingers.

"I don't want to do it." As if he didn't hear it, Jiang Mingzhu repeated the words again.

Zhou Li directly ripped off the zipper of her coat.

"You don't love me at all." Jiang Mingzhu didn't make a move to resist, and looked at him with a dead face, "You just want to vent your desires."

Zhou Li: "You only deserve this."

Jiang Mingzhu: "Yes, I used to try my best to conquer you through my body, and I was already sober after being kicked by you, and today I did it with you, will you love me?" You're just going to belittle me even more, thinking I'm a licking dog who comes here with your fingers."

Zhou Li: "What right do you have to ask for my love?"

Jiang Mingzhu: "Since I'm not qualified, can you not touch me?"

"If you touch me today, I'll go to Mrs. Zhou to sue you for being strong." She behaved like a warrior who would rather die than give in.

Zhou Li stopped his movements and looked at her, and after a long time, he let go of his hand, turned around and walked to the single

Sit down in front of the couch.

Jiang Mingzhu tightened the string in his head and finally relaxed.

She started to arrange her coat, and as soon as the zipper was closed, she heard Zhou Li ask, "Who are you Zheng Rinxu?"

Jiang Mingzhu: "Don't you know everything?"

Zhou Li: "Why didn't you say it before?"

Jiang Mingzhu: "I said I didn't have that kind of relationship with him, but you didn't believe me."

She paused and laughed to herself, "You never believed me."

Zhou Li: "You are not worthy."

Jiang Mingzhu: "I know I'm not worthy, you don't have to remind me like this repeatedly, if there is nothing else, I will leave first."

Zhou Li: "Keep your distance from the wilderness."

Jiang Mingzhu sneered.

Zhou Li: "Don't understand?"

Jiang Mingzhu: "I understand, but I can't do it."

"He was very nice to me, very sincere, even if he knew that I was so worthless and upside down that you didn't look down on me in the slightest, why should I distance myself from him because of someone who doesn't treat me as a human being?"

Zhou Li: "Jiang Mingzhu, it's not good for you to anger me."

Jiang Mingzhu: "Then you can kill me!"

Her emotions suddenly became excited, and she suddenly raised her foot and kicked at the coffee table, which was kicked crookedly, and the creak was particularly harsh.

The water cup on the coffee table fell to the ground and shattered into several pieces.

Jiang Mingzhu went up and picked up a piece of glass and grabbed it in her hand, the sharp glass cut her hand, and blood came out instantly.

Zhou Li's eyebrows sank, and he stood up and walked towards her.

"Come on, you take it and kill me!" Jiang Mingzhu took the piece of glass and stuffed it into Zhou Li's hand, and the glass cut the back of his hand.

Jiang Mingzhu didn't realize it, "Anyway, it's not interesting for me to live, it's better to die than to be despised like this."

Jiang Mingzhu's emotions were out of control, and her movements were uncontrollable, Zhou Li pressed her the sofa, snatched the glass in her hand and threw it out.

He pressed the bleeding hand against the back of her neck, pressing his body against her back.

The sharp pain in the back of her neck brought Jiang Mingzhu's sanity back to some of her senses, and her stiff body relaxed little by little, and finally collapsed weakly on the sofa.

In the quiet living room, only the intertwined breathing of the two could be heard.

One is gross, the other is disordered.

Jiang Mingzhu: "Let go of me."

Zhou Li: "Crazy enough?"

Zhou Li pulled the person up from the sofa, and at a glance saw her bleeding hand, and the cuffs of her clothes were red.

Jiang Mingzhu also felt the pain after realizing it, she was too hard just now, and her mouth was very deep.

When Jiang Mingzhu was distracted, his hand was suddenly caught.

Looking at it, Zhou Li didn't know when he got the medicine box.

He took out the potion and sprayed it twice on the wound, Jiang Mingzhu's expression was distorted in pain, and he couldn't help moaning.

Zhou Li: "Don't hurt yourself if you're afraid of pain."

Zhou Li tugged at her sleeve, revealing a section of her arm, with a few scars clearly remaining on it.

Jiang Mingzhu happened to see it too, and said mockingly, "I have remembered since last time, you will never be soft on me."

Zhou Li's shoulders stiffened, and his eyes cooled down again.

This pitiful face, coupled with amazing acting skills, will fall into her trap if you are not careful.

After wrapping the gauze, Zhou Li was about to let go of Jiang Mingzhu, but she gently grabbed her wrist.

"Your hand hurts, too." Her fingertips cautiously touched the wound, "I'll help you."