Chapter Ninety-Seven: Engrave a Label That Belongs to Me!
Zhao Ziwei's movements stopped, his face became gloomy and ugly, his big hand pinched her chin, and said hatefully: "Cheap, open your eyes and see who I am!" ”
"Zi, Ziwei......" The sharp pain in the jaw made Zhang Rou's alcohol dissipate most of it, and when he saw the man in front of him clearly, he trembled and said: "Ziwei, you listen to my explanation, I was drunk, I didn't mean to ......"
"Didn't mean to? Then you made me embarrassed in front of all the guests today, dare you say that it was not intentional? Zhao Ziwei was still aggressive, he said that he would definitely teach her a lesson, and let her recognize that from now on, she was just a female slave he married.
"Ziwei, don't be angry, I won't do this again in the future, I don't dare anymore, you let me go first, I hurt so ......much" Zhang Rou's tears were full of tears, staring directly at Zhao Ziwei, with a look of crying I really felt sorry for him, trying to arouse his little pity.
A touch of coldness flashed in the depths of Zhao Ziwei's eyes, his lips seemed to be hooked, and he actually took the opportunity to go down the stairs, let go of her, caressed her cheeks with his fingers, and returned to his former gentlemanly demeanor, and whispered softly: "Rou'er, I'm sorry, I hurt you." ”
"It's okay, it's the ...... I shouldn't make you sad" Zhang Rou took the initiative to snuggle up to him, and between her lowered eyes, she quickly accumulated cold hatred.
Zhao Ziwei, I remembered what happened just now, and one day, I will return it to you twice!
Zhang Rou swore viciously in her heart.
"Ding--"
When the elevator reached the forty-eighth floor, a chime sounded.
Zhao Ziwei hugged Zhang Rou's slender waist, lowered his head as he walked out, and whispered seductively in her ear: "Rou'er, tonight is the flower candle of the two of us, don't worry, I will definitely treat you well." ”
"I don't believe you......" Zhang Rou squinted at him, and snorted as if complaining: "I don't know who is anxious about something every time he gets to the end, and which time he didn't hurt me all over my body." ”
Zhao Ziwei laughed, with a smug look on his face, he said: "This shows my courage on the bed!" ”
"......" Zhang Roubai glanced at him and stopped talking, but the nausea in his heart became stronger and stronger, and he almost wanted to rush out of his throat.
Zhao Ziwei was in bed, full of tricks, the first two times could indeed make her yu|immortal|yu|death, but as the disgust for him became more and more intense, every time she was in bed, she had to cheer up 120,000 times before she couldn't help pushing him away.
The golden VIP key card swiped into the card slot, and with a 'ding' sound, the door opened.
Zhao Ziwei pushed Zhang Rou and pressed against the wall to kiss urgently, the movements of his hands were also extremely fast, and after a while, the red dress on Zhang Rou's body fell silently......
The atmosphere of the room is about to be thunderous......
"Ziwei, go take a bath first, I have a lot of sweat on my body, the smell is so heavy, I smell uncomfortable......" Zhang Rou frowned, and pushed Zhao Ziwei's shoulder uncomfortably, once or twice, Zhao Ziwei's eyes showed anger.
Zhang Rou bit her lip and looked at him innocently: "Let's go take a bath first, okay?" ”
"You go wash first, I'll pour two glasses of wine, and then we'll dance with me like that later, okay?" My bride. Zhao Ziwei's face turned from cloudy to sunny inexplicably, he tore the corners of his lips, revealing a shallow smile, his fingers lightly brushed over Zhang Rou's delicate body, and then took her hand, and his lips branded a light kiss on the back of her hand.
Zhang Rou nodded and agreed: "Okay, then I'll go take a bath first." ”
As soon as the eyes of the two were staggered, the eyes of both sides were chilling and cold.
Tonight, who is calculating whom?
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Zhang Rou was really obedient, wrapped in only a white bath towel, and walked out of the bathroom wet.
Zhao Ziwei shook a glass of bewitching red wine in his hand, lay on the bed, and saw the picture of the beauty taking a bath, and his eyes immediately glowed with wolf light.
"Come here." He hooked his fingers.
Zhang Rou stepped on the carpet barefoot, her body twisted bewitchingly, and she approached the bed step by step.
Climbing up from the end of the bed, like a beautiful snake crawling onto Zhao Ziwei's body, the fragrant breath tugged at the man's heartstrings.
"Goblin!" Zhao Ziwei scolded, and then, a little rudely, pushed the wine glass in his hand to Zhang Rou's mouth, and ordered without a beak: "Drink it up!" ”
Zhang Rou obediently drank more than half of it, and in the last sip, she deliberately overflowed a lot, and the demonic red wine flowed along the corners of her mouth and along the lines of her body into the ravines in her chest, full of temptation, and her eyes that vaguely remained drunk were glowing with soft water, staring at him without blinking for a moment, invisibly exuding a seductive aura, which simply made the man collapse easily.
Zhao Ziwei licked the wine stains on her chest, and then stretched out his hand to her.
There was no accompanying music, only the louder and louder heartbeats of the two, and during the rotation, Zhao Ziwei ripped off the bath towel on Zhang Rou's body, and she didn't have an inch on her body, and all the beautiful scenery was glimpsed.
"Ziwei, I'm a little drunk again, I'm so dizzy......" Zhang Rou pressed the temple on the left side and shook it twice, feeling that the vision in front of her was getting blurred and blurred, Zhao Ziwei became one two or three, she couldn't see it really.
How did she know that Zhao Ziwei put sleeping pills in the glass of red wine she drank, and after she drank most of it, her consciousness would become weaker and weaker until she fell into a coma.
At this time, Zhao Ziwei smiled and said viciously: "Zhang Rou, it's time for you to prepare to accept my "punishment". ”
Zhang Rou's heart suddenly rose with a strong sense of fear, her eyes widened, and such an uneasy appearance was really distressing.
"What do you want to do?" Her voice was weak.
Zhao Ziwei grabbed her softer and softer body and leaned into her ear, his voice was gentle but revealed a chill that was terrifying.
"Just engrave a label that belongs to me on your body, don't be afraid, I won't hurt you, I love you so much......"
"Zhao Ziwei, you ......"
Before she finished speaking, Zhang Rou's consciousness had completely sunk into darkness.
When she woke up again, Zhang Rou only felt a terrible pain in her chest, which made her feel the urge to die.
opened a pair of blank eyes and saw a man standing in front of her, holding something in his hand, constantly carving on her chest, intense pain continued to hit her, cold sweat broke out on her forehead, and she couldn't help crying out in pain anymore: "Ah...... What are you doing......? ”
On the sofa not far away, Zhao Ziwei tasted red wine, and when he saw her wake up, he smiled softly: "Rou'er, you have finally woken up." ”
"Zhao Ziwei!" Zhang Rou shouted viciously, every word was sharpened with deep hatred, and another wave of sharp pain hit, as soon as she lowered her head, the cold sweat on her forehead dripped down, which happened to drip on the bloody wound on her chest, her pupils widened suddenly, and she looked at the needle tips that kept swimming in her chest in disbelief.
"What are you doing here? Zhao Ziwei, what did you engrave on my body?! Zhang Rou roared angrily and struggled to get up, only to find that her limbs were tied, and her body was also weak and weak, so she thought of the glass of red wine, and bit her hatred and shouted: "You drugged the wine?!" ”
Zhao Zi got up with the wine glass, walked in front of her, and said condescendingly: "Rou'er, bear with me, it will be carved immediately." ”
"Ah......" Zhang Rou screamed again, the cold sweat on her forehead kept rising, she raised her head to look at Zhao Ziwei, there was no trace of tenderness in his eyes except for ruthlessness and madness.
She gasped in fear, frightened, Zhao Ziwei didn't love her at all, everything he did to her before was playing, he was playing tricks with her, from beginning to end.
"Ziwei, you, didn't you say you love me...... I hurt a lot, can you ask him to stop, I hurt ......" Zhang Rou knew that Zhao Ziwei's previous feelings for her were all acting, but at this moment, she could only pretend not to know, pretending to be weak, hoping to find Zhao Ziwei's pity.
Zhao Ziwei smiled, then raised the cup in his hand and tilted it down.
"Ahh......hh
The wine poured on Zhang Rou's wound, stabbing the blurred scars, the pain intensified, Zhang Rou screamed, her face was as white as paper, her delicate body trembled greatly, and the tears overflowing from her eyes were no longer pretending to be pitiful, but really painful to cry.
"Ziwei, please...... Please don't do this to me...... I'll never dare to you off again, okay...... You'll spare me this time, please......"
She kept begging for mercy, if it weren't for her limbs being tied, she would be like a dog, crawling at Zhao Ziwei's feet, begging him regardless of dignity, begging him to let her go.
Zhao Ziwei leaned over slightly, picked up Zhang Rou's chin with his long fingers, and said coldly: "I originally wanted to treat you well for the sake of what you may have some use value for me...... But Zhang Rou, you don't know what to do, you keep taking Qiao when you give you face, I put up with it, but you dare to release my pigeon on the day of marriage, so that I will be ridiculed by all the guests...... Zhang Rou, you forced me, if I don't teach you a lesson, you won't know that I am a person, but in fact, women are not allowed to climb on my head to be powerful! ”
"Ziwei, I was wrong...... I was really wrong......"
Zhang Rou's painful tears rained down, becoming a tearful person, the blood on the left chest flowed down, flowing into her ...... along the lines, this scene can easily arouse the man's beast, Zhao Ziwei's legs, the things between the legs, have been raised high.
When Zhang Rou saw this scene, a flash of joy flashed in her eyes, and she hurriedly said: "Ziwei, let go of me, let me satisfy you, I will be even more well-behaved than before......"
"Sass!" Zhao Ziwei took a sip, hurriedly ripped off the restraints on his body, and then stiffened his waist suddenly......
Zhang Rou's mouth was gagged, she couldn't speak, and the uncomfortable nausea prompted her tears even more, and her eyes were empty and gray, and she felt as if she was about to die.
However, the pain in the chest continued......