64 Chapter 64
His arrogance and condescension made Mingsheng's originally soft heart unconsciously wrapped in a hard shell.
Very few people can break up and be friends.
Even the most intimate relationship, once you tear your face and break up, you can't escape the fate of becoming a stranger in the end.
What's more, the lover can't do it, and he becomes an enemy.
For example, she and Fu Xizhou.
The indignation and confusion that she had been holding back during this time had been holding back in her heart.
Now being provoked by Fu Xizhou in person, Ming Sheng unconsciously erected thorns all over his body, as if he was back in the past, he tried to control her, and she was unwilling to be a prisoner bird, and tried to flapp her wings to resist.
"It's my freedom to marry whomever I want, why should I ask for your consent?"
She rubbed her chin, her pretty face was flushed with ice and snow coldness, "My girlfriend is not sensible, even you are not sensible?" Why would you want to interfere with an irrelevant woman like me? β
She gagged him with his words that day, and her anxious attitude to clear it up was even more directly sprinkled with salt on Fu Xizhou's wounds.
"Irrelevant?"
The tip of his tongue scraped his back molars fiercely, and there was an unquenchable anger in his gloomy eyes, exhaling dangerously,
Like a beast on the verge of madness: "Mingsheng, you don't have a heart." β
His deep and dark eyes trapped Mingsheng, and he moved forward step by step, easily forcing Mingsheng into a corner.
Cruel questions were spat out word by word from his thin cold lips.
"If it's really irrelevant, then which woman used to cry in bed every night and say that her husband still wants to ......"
Mingsheng was frightened by his dangerous aura, and his cheeks were hot and he denied: "I didn't ......"
But Fu Xizhou was aggressive, like a dark cloud pressing down on the realm, and he didn't give her half a chance to speak at all.
"It's irrelevant, so why are you coming back?"
"Who gave you the courage to show affection to others in front of me as if nothing had happened?"
His temperament was cold and sharp, like a sharp sword out of its sheath, coldly watching her face as white as paper being forced into a corner, and suddenly he suddenly made a bold move, grabbed her jade hand with a diamond ring, raised it in her painful frown, and his hateful eyes swept angrily over the diamond ring that was shining in the eyes.
"Who gave your bear-hearted leopard the courage to accept someone else's marriage proposal in front of me?"
His face was so strange and cold, his low and hateful voice was like a subwoofer soaked in tobacco and alcohol, Mingsheng's chest was concussive, and he was forced to burst into tears.
"We broke up, it's been four years......"
Her tears were rolling, and she couldn't say so many grievances, "We all have a new life, even if I don't agree to Lin Song that day, sooner or later I will agree to him and ......marry him."
"Don't mention his name to me!" Fu Xizhou roared angrily.
His straight black eyebrows and eyes were like a bottomless pool, and the bone-chilling chill was transmitted through his eyes, and Mingsheng was so angry by him that his eyes were round, silent as a cicada.
The huge space is hung with countless paintings by famous artists.
If these paintings had a soul, they would be able to witness how Ming Sheng was trapped in a corner by a strong and tall man, his cold and powerful lips pressed down and swallowed her beastly helpless whimper, her clenched red lips were forcefully pried open, and the man's hot tongue was hot. Pointed. Long. Drive straight in, like a front
Leigh's hook brought her intense pain and trembling. Chestnut.
The dappled afterglow of the twilight shone on her delicate eyelashes, which hung a small teardrop.
The tears were sad, and they flashed with secret intense happiness.
Despite these years of high-intensity work, Mingsheng has developed the habit of running.
Don't look at her slender and weak, her strength is not small, and she claims to be a female man.
But in front of Fu Xizhou, she is still too weak to mention.
All the fierce struggles of the hands and feet were only in exchange for a deep kiss that intensified, and he was especially terrible when he was completely provoked to anger, gloomy and unreasonable, and shackled her firmly in his arms, completely disdainful of saying it, just kissing deeply and fiercely.
She was quite sober at first, and she had nothing to do, afraid that he would come here without hesitation, and bite the tip of his tongue.
He snorted, and a rusty smell spread through his mouth.
Mingsheng looked at him in fear.
Fu Xizhou really stopped, but there was bright red blood on his lips, his expression was treacherous, and he sneered at her angrily: "You think this little pain can make me stop?" ()β
He leaned over and slowly narrowed the distance between him and her, until the tip of his nose touched, enjoying the fear and fear in her clear eyes, and his low and cold voice was full of danger: "Mingsheng, I have suffered ten times more pain than this." ()_[()]?γ Come[]& See the latest chapter&Full chapterγ()"
"Here."
He slowly stretched out his right hand, and completely spread out the hideous and terrifying scar on the palm in front of Ming Sheng, the palm was completely uneven, and the veins and lines could not be seen, and it was covered with deep and shallow uneven scars.
I can't imagine how much blood he bled and how painful his wounds were.
Mingsheng was dumbfounded, and tears flowed down his eyes.
- After she left, he hurt himself.
She trembled and collapsed.
"You let me go, Fu Xizhou."
She begged bitterly, there was no way to be alone with him anymore, and experienced such repeated physical and mental torture, "You also have a lover now, can we let it pass the past?" β
"It's not right for us to meet in private like this, it's not okay, it's not fair to others......"
She couldn't escape or break free, so she could only sobbed and begged with her little face, blindly emphasizing that such a kiss was immoral.
"Shh
Fu Xizhou seemed to be detached, but in fact he stared greedily at her and sobbed excitedly in his arms, watching her cry breathlessly, like a child who was so scared that she needed to be comforted.
So he reined in his strength and reached out to his chest.
"Tired of crying? When we're tired of crying, we'll take a break L. β
The soft voice revealed the long-lost warmth, and he lowered his head, itching to find the softness that haunted his dreams.
Sure enough, this time it went surprisingly well, Ming Sheng shook his head and struggled at first, but gradually, the strength of the struggle weakened, his slender eyelashes trembled slightly, and he opened his lips slightly in a daze, with a little sense of atonement, and let him light it with a blank expression. The lip flap sprayed on her cheeks as he breathed warmly, deepening bit by bit, encroaching on her.
This kiss did not have the anger of the rampage, but had the strength and taste that made Mingsheng intoxicated.
Mingsheng is like drifting on the clouds, and his body is light.
In her dream, she was kissed by him like this, completely dominated by him, and controlled by him.
() There are two "shes" in the body tearing.
In the end, feelings prevailed over reason, and she drowned. Kill it, sink and steal. Happy.
The hot tongue slid into his mouth, greedily savoring her sweet breath.
Fu Xizhou could have controlled this rhythm rationally, but the person in his arms was hairy. The beautiful scent of his skin was a beauty that he had not found for several years, and his brain was occupied by the excitement of the king when he returned to his own territory many years later, and the powerful palm was clasped tightly behind her head, whether she could bear it or not, the tip of his tongue swept over her gums and mouth, insisting on deepening the kiss that was already shallow.
Mingsheng clumsily entangled with him.
Eventually, her hands wrapped around his muscular shoulders, the diamond ring brushing the skin of his back, and she felt the man holding her stiffen.
Then, his fiery lips wandered to the back of her ear, rubbing her red ear, and his voice was hoarse. sense, every word of the outlet went straight to her heart.
"How about cheating on someone with your fiancΓ©'s engagement ring?"
Mingsheng only felt five thunderbolts.
This sentence was like cold water pouring on her head, she woke up from a big dream of yellow sorghum, hurriedly let go of the hands attached to his back, and her face was flushed.
 
; A pair of beautiful big moist eyes stared at Fu Xizhou in panic and shame.
Fu Xizhou was still holding her thin waist, and his expression was narrow.
He had long since withdrawn from the passionate kiss and reverted to his aloof countenance.
"Doesn't Lin Song kiss you often?"
His rough fingers brushed her soft crimson lips and teased, "You look like you're in need of a man." β
Mingsheng's cheeks were hot and he felt humiliated.
Her lips were squirming, her chin was delicate, and almost at the same moment as he mocked, she grew a hard thorn.
- She doesn't allow herself to lose.
"You probably don't know."
Her voice is graceful and her eyes are like silk, "In the past few years, I have lacked everything, but I have not lacked men." β
"A man who is taller than you, who lasts longer than you, who is more skilled in kissing than you, I have seen and enjoyed it in Paris, how is it? Do you want to hear my story with them? β
Fu Xizhou's lips were straightened, and his eyes were like ice.
The blue tendons on his forehead appeared, and the anger in his eyes seemed to rush towards Mingsheng at any time.
"Shut up." He warned in a deep voice.
Mingsheng had already opened up, and she didn't shut up.
"Is it hard to admit that there are men in this world who are better than you?"
She provoked sharply, smiled coldly, and poked him in the sore spot, "I went out for a while, and I can tell you very clearly now that there are men who are ...... than you."
"Hmm......"
The little mouth that refused to admit defeat was sealed with ferocity, and the man who was enraged by a few words was like a mad beast in the forest, splitting his head and covering his face, covering the sky, and only letting her immerse herself in the shadow he brought her.
Mingsheng struggled violently, never dying, and refused to give him a chance to insult himself again.
Although they were close together, it was not a kiss at all.
Or rather, a bite is more appropriate.
The tongue/tip fight, and even the teeth join the fight, and the two of them once again make up for a strong rust smell in their close mouths.
The pain went straight to the heavenly spirit cover, but at the same time, it was so cool that the scalp tightened, who
None of them will surrender first.
Mingsheng is a woman in the end, and she gradually showed her decline in this battle of strength.
She was breathing urgently and needed oxygen.
Fu Xizhou took advantage of the situation to pursue, and his dangerous lips wandered to her delicate neck, and if he got closer, he could bite on her cyan artery and relieve his depression for many years.
He opened his mouth, his teeth clenched, Mingsheng let out a soft "ah", gasped, and felt the slight pain in his neck transmitted to his brain.
It's itchy and painful, with a hidden pleasure.
Looking at the beautiful blush on his delicate and fair skin, Fu Xizhou's gloomy eyes were oozing with coldness.
This is the mark he carved.
Whoever dares to touch his things in the future will pay the price.
"It's not something you just talk about."
His lips came to her ear and he gave a hotel room number, "Come here this Sunday, let me try it for myself, are you telling the truth, or ......"
He chuckled and said in a sultry voice, "I'm lying." β
Mingsheng's face is red and his ears are hot.
"Fu Xizhou, you're enough!"
couldn't help but be humiliated like this, his blood surged up, and without thinking about it, Mingsheng impulsively raised his hand and slapped him.
"Smack-"
Fu Xizhou's face tilted to the side.
The scene was stagnant and tense to the extreme.
Mingsheng couldn't ignore the touch of her right hand, she only felt that her palm was congested, her lips were pale, and she trembled uncontrollably.
Fu Xizhou was slapped in the face, his originally frivolous expression suddenly became ruthless and perverse, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and his eyes were as sharp as knives.
Sure enough, Mingsheng was frightened, and he was about to run away with trembling.
But he was effortlessly dragged back by the man and pressed against the wall.
"Doing things so ruthlessly, what? I want to pat my ass again. Shares gone? β
His eyes were ruthless, and he couldn't wait to eat her in one bite, "My life has been messed up by you, and you still want to fly with others and live your own good life, you dream!" β
Ming Sheng was frightened, completely shocked by his overwhelming momentum, and his voice trembled: "Fu Xizhou, you, what are you going to do?" β
"There's so much I have to do."
The surroundings were silent, Fu Xizhou sneered and threatened, and his low voice lingered in Mingsheng's ears, with a bit of morbid madness.
"Believe it or not, I can give your fiancΓ© a taste of bankruptcy in his lifetime."
"A small company with a market value of hundreds of millions, I have a way to play it."
"You, don't mess around."
Mingsheng didn't expect him to be so extreme, four years later, he still didn't let her go at all.
"If I don't mess around, it's up to you to do it."
Fu Xizhou slowly brushed her delicate cheeks with his hand, which was as delicate as peeling an egg, and his dark eyes reflected Ming Sheng's little face that was at a loss, with a cold and smug expression, "If you want to marry someone else, then let me get tired of playing first." β
He leaned coldly to her cheek, "Anyway, it's not the first time you've done something like climbing into my bed." β
These frivolous words aroused all the anger in Ming Sheng's bones.
This anger burns reason.
She raised her chin, took a deep breath, and looked at him nobly: "It's because I crawled through you once."
I swore that there could be no second time in my life. β
"Fu Xizhou, I officially inform you, you just put the knife on my neck, don't expect me to beg you for another word."
Seeing that his face changed and stared at her darkly, a cold smile appeared on her cheeks: "What is a Lin Song, if you want to kill him, what does it matter to me." β
"A Lin Song is bankrupt, it's a big deal for me to find another Chen Song, the face is in the country, even if I am forty years old, there are many rich men rushing to marry me."
She can bite people when she is forced to be anxious, and she is also ruthless, "If you dare to touch me again, if you get out of this door, I will go to the police station to warn you of harassment." β
"Although you are rich, a rich man like you should care a lot about reputation."
She smiled and stepped on his sore feet, "Who wouldn't break the net when the fish dies, there is a kind of you coming." β
Fu Xizhou stared at her for a long time.
It is almost impossible to find the weak and helpless appearance of the girl in the past from this touching but stubborn face.
It's really interesting.
She has not wasted her time in Paris all these years.
He almost looked at her.
No longer brutally suppressed with physical strength, he retreated with a rare gentleman, and when Ming Sheng saw this, he distanced himself from him like a bird with a frightened bow, and couldn't wait to retreat to the entrance.
Further down is a staircase.
She scrambled down the stairs, trying to get out of here as quickly as she could.
The farther away from him, the better.
"Mingsheng."
A deafening male voice came from behind her, and she turned her head tremblingly.
The man at the top of the stairs had his hands in his trouser pockets, like a king coming, looking at him condescendingly.
Outside the window, darkness enveloped the land.
He also metamorphosed into her darkness, and could easily take away her light.
"No one can be happy without paying the price while hurting me."
He looked at her downstairs, who was small but like a great enemy, and announced calmly, "My game with you has just begun. βοΌ