The last time the radio sounded, someone hurried from outside, hurriedly showed the registration card and walked in.

In the position of the waiting hall, the weak figure sat quietly, all the time, crying.

Their relationship, from the very beginning, was like that, the beginning of coercion and obedience.

In that castle, every day, every night, was formed by domineering demands, useless struggles to compromise, habits. From the beginning, there was no freedom, no right to rebel.

"Why did I inexplicably think I was marrying you? What about Uncle Zhang? She had asked.

"There's no need!" He was cold again.

Su Yile looked at him stunned, "What's unnecessary!" ”

The man glanced at her, "You don't have to think about that. "Giftedly, the whole sentence is spoken.

Su Yile came back to his senses, "Why is it unnecessary!" I'm obviously going to marry Uncle Zhang! ”

"You married me." He said coldly.

"But I'm going to marry Uncle Zhang! If I hadn't married Uncle Zhang, then ...... then" Su Yile was very nervous, although she didn't know where her mother was, she was still very worried about the future.

He pursed his lips and looked at her.

"I say!" He spoke again, "You don't have to think about this! Did you hear me clearly? "Breath turbulence.

The dining table shook suddenly, and the silver spoon on the plate rumbled and rattled.

Su Yile looked at the abnormal movement of the dining table in astonishment, and the servants who knelt down, those servants, seemed to tremble.

She shuddered and looked at the man with a straight face, "I...... I ......" She shivered slightly, and felt her clothes float up, and she felt cold.

The man's eyes were cold and cruel, and he couldn't look at them directly.

She shrank like a daughter-in-law, "I...... I didn't think about it anymore......"

And then...... Everything, with her words, slowly stood still until it stopped......

The man's beautiful face was as cold as ever.

Su Yile closed his eyes, but he brought so much dizziness.

Eventually, as if out of strength, he collapsed on a chair in the waiting room.

Some airport personnel noticed it and hurriedly wanted to come over to see what was going on.

But at this moment, a large group of awe-inspiring people who walked in the door, the beautiful man at the head, walked hurriedly, and his body was cold.

The terrifying momentum caused the staff and one passenger to retreat to the edge.

Looking at the man, he went straight in that direction and stopped there.

He bent down and picked up the woman who had fallen into the seat for some reason.

Everyone watched in shock and confusion.

looked at the man, hugged the woman, and walked directly to the outside.

A large group of black-clothed men followed closely, awe-inspiring and majestic.

The crowd forgot what they were going to do, they didn't dare to make a sound, they just watched, and they left.

……

Su Yile was once again put on the bed.

Her face still had eye marks, her brows were frowned, and she didn't stretch.

Hei Siyu pressed it and kissed her forehead, slowly, kissed down, eyebrows, eyes, tears.

Kissed all the way.

The clothes were slowly undone, slowly, hovering on his chest, with eagerness, some noise.

Slowly, kissed down, in duqiyan, slightly entered, slowly, kissed down again.

The button was bitten open, and his breathing was a little rapid.

Su Yile frowned slightly and woke up.

(Battlefield Literature)