Chapter 13: Ruthless

As she entered, her ankle hit the door frame, a pain in which her flesh was shattered.

Wen Nian almost burst into tears, and reached out to hit him in the face.

"Smack......

The voice was crisp and loud: "Cheng Yansheng, you get out of me." ”

She used all her strength to slap that slap, and the whole palm hurt, and Cheng Yansheng's face was also beaten to the side, and she saw him lightly push the inner contour of his face with the tip of his tongue.

She wasn't the only one who was stunned at that moment.

and Cheng Yansheng, who has always been quiet and introverted, she will not beat people.

About half a minute has passed.

The corners of Cheng Yansheng's mouth hooked up a sneer.

Xu was frightened by the sudden movement, and Wen Nian didn't realize that the tears in his eyes had already burst out of his eyes.

He stretched out a hand and lifted her chin as if mocking: "Wen Nian, to be honest, the way you cry doesn't make people feel pitiful at all, but makes people miss you even more." ”

She jerked away from his hand and took a deep breath.

Cheng Yansheng grabbed the step, and his fingers pinched her face: "Hide? ”

The weather in April was 26 degrees indoors, but Wen Nian felt unusually cold, his lips trembled, and the tears on his face flowed down his neck one by one.

"Cheng Yansheng, you let go."

Her jaw was about to dislocate in pain.

There was a sound of "tearing", and Wen Nian felt as if his eardrums were pierced, and his clothes were scattered all over the ground.

Cheng Yansheng drank wine, without any measure, pressed her under the shower in the bathroom, and the cold water poured under her head, so that her eyes couldn't be opened, and her mouth and nose seeped in.

She scrambled to reach for it.

The more you block the water, the more turbulent it becomes.

"Turn around."

The man in front of her ordered her not to move, so Cheng Yansheng turned her around and turned her back to him.

The water also blurred his face.

The whole body was soaked from head to toe, the cold water had the effect of sobering up, and when Cheng Yansheng hugged her, he could feel her body trembling.

Endless fear of him.

"Wen Nian, if you sleep with me for one night, I will give you a million, which is much easier than you working hard outside to teach people and educate people......

She closed her eyes in shame and hatred.

…… Half an hour later, Wen Nian was ruthlessly thrown into the bathtub.

When Cheng Yansheng withdrew, he coldly dropped a sentence: "Although I am waiting for a divorce, don't make trouble for me, in case there is any embarrassing news, don't blame me for being ruthless." ”

His long, tall figure disappeared into the bathroom doorway.

The water in the bathtub did not reach his chest, and the top half was cold and biting.

Wen Nian gritted his teeth and held back tears in his eyes.

With both hands, she was about to pull out the flesh of her thighs.

Exhausted, the whole person seems to be hollowed out and reinstalled.

Wen Nian leaned in the bathtub and listened to the door of the living room open and close again.

Indeed, he was really gone, and the tears broke like a, and they fell in an instant.

After three years of marriage, Wen Nian hated it for the first time and cried bitterly, hating to go back in time, and single-handedly cut off her initial love for Cheng Yansheng.

Cold.

The only thing she felt was one word: cold.

Wen Nian shuddered and got up and opened the sluice gates of the bathtub.

The warm water was slowly flowing in, enveloping her body, and the blood was warming, but she felt sleepy.

Wen Nian lay in the bathtub until his skin was swollen and wrinkled.

Dying, the water choked on the chin of his neck.

She had a dream, dreaming that her eldest brother took her to swim when she was a child, the dream was vivid and immersive, and she was wrapped in water and fell and floated.

Xie Qingzhu couldn't get through on the phone.

I rushed to Nanshuiwan to find someone and heard the movement of the water in the house.

I had to ask a locksmith to pry open the door.

The house was full of water, flowing along the bedroom to the living room, the clothes of men and women on the floor were tangled and wet, and the air conditioning and hot water were thick, and the temperature in the house increased.

Xie Qingzhu's face was covered with a layer of mist: "Every year? ”

She had a bad premonition and ran into the bathroom.