Xia Chun yelled at him, and a layer of sweat broke out on Liang Shangjun's forehead. The veins on his forehead jumped slightly, and his deep voice revealed a hint of exhaustion:

"There's no point in going to the hospital now."

Hearing this, Xia Chun became even more angry. She gasped for air, then turned around and shouted to Cheng, who was driving in front:

"I don't want you to worry about it. Just go away. If you want to take a bath, I can do it myself."

"I will never forget him. I will love him all my life, just like I will hate you all my life."

Last night she cursed him to death. He narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at her seriously, wanting to see if her heart was dark!

"Who asked you to deal with it? What do you have to explain? Liang Shangjun, don't be too self-righteous. I said, I won't marry you. I won't marry you. Don't you understand what people say?"

Her nose hit the button on his chest, and the hard button hit the tip of her nose. She let out a muffled groan, but before she could struggle, she heard Liang Shangjun's deep voice above her head:

Liang Shangjun looked down at the red mark on the back of his hand that she had scratched, and then thought of the tooth marks on his arm where she had bitten the skin. A look of cruelty flashed through his dark eyes, and he grabbed her slender wrist and held it aside.

His eyes locked hers sternly, and he said sternly:

"Go to the hospital, drive to the hospital."

Liang Shangjun's eyes suddenly darkened, and there was a darkness in his deep eyes. All of this was caused by her stubbornness. If it hadn't been for today's scandal, she would really have become Ping Weixuan's wife.

Liang Shangjunjun's face suddenly sank. The hatred in her tone made him angry. He pursed his lips fiercely and threw her hand away. Her arm accidentally hit the seat cushion in front of her. In a moment of pain,

But he opened the car door and got out of the car, then sat in the cab. Before she could react, he locked the car again, lowered his head and started the car...

Her anger, which had finally calmed down all the way, rose again, burning like a raging flame in her heart, her red and swollen eyes were full of resentment, and she wanted to kill him countless times.

Liang Shangjun frowned tightly. It was at this moment that Xia Chun saw the dark red stain on the light blue shirt on his abdomen. Her movements were slightly sluggish, she narrowed her eyes slightly and stared at his abdomen, where the stain was stained.

A large piece of the fabric touching the skin was soaked.

"What did you say?"

She opened her eyes. She panicked, and looked up at his face again. She saw that his handsome face was glowing with an abnormal white color, his forehead was actually covered with sweat, his eyebrows were wrinkled, and his eyes were closed tightly, as if he was

Trying to endure the pain.

She glared at him resentfully, and the corner of Liang Shangjun's mouth curled up evilly. He took advantage of her with his big palm and pulled off the nipple patch on her chest. Perhaps he was stimulated, and the two buds bloomed and stood upright in an instant. However, he leaned forward and faced her.

He puffed into her little face and said hoarsely:

Ah Cheng got out of the car, a struggle flashed across Xia Chun's brows, and she reached out to pull the door, but was grabbed by Liang Shangjun. Although he was injured, he was strong enough to subdue her:

Liang Shangjun had a sullen face, and suddenly put the bath ball on her breasts, taking the opportunity to cover her soft breasts, and said ruthlessly and domineeringly:

"Xia Chun, even if you love someone named Ping, I can still make you forget him!"

"Liang Shangjun, when did I say I was going to die? Stop the car quickly. If you want to die, die by yourself. I'm not married yet, I haven't lived enough..."

"You will only make everyone laugh if you go to the hospital like this."

When Liang Shangjun heard this, the corners of his sexy mouth curled up slightly, and the sharp pain in his abdomen seemed to lighten instantly.

"He wanted to die, but of course he said it was okay. I'm warning you to go to the hospital right away. I just became the bride today. If he dies, you will be responsible for me for the rest of your life."

"You go in and take a look at the situation."

Damn it, she actually had sex with Ping Weixuan. When she said these words herself, it was like a needle was stuck in his heart, the pain was sharp, but he couldn't pull it out.

When Xia Chun opened her eyes faintly, she found that she was placed on a chair in the dim bathroom, and Liang Shangjun's big hand was pulling the zipper behind her. She took a breath, jumped out of the chair in panic, and felt dizzy again.

, staggered, was pulled by his big hand, and fell into his solid chest again.

Liang Shangjun was silent, his thick eyelashes trembling slightly.

His eyes swept over her graceful body, his eyes darkened slightly, his big, generous palms grabbed her slender white arms, he sat her down in the bathtub, and said in a deep voice:

"Liang Shangjun, I will not admit what you said in the auditorium, and I will not be your wife, not for the rest of my life."

"When you calm down, I will send you there."

"You are the wife of my Liang Shangjun. When I die, you will be buried with me! Don't even think about cursing me for marrying someone named Ping again after I die."

Liang Shangjun pulled her into the bathtub, and water splashed all over him and her skin as white and tender as cream.

Xia Chun came back to her senses and saw that the car had rushed out like an arrow, and he seemed to have stepped on the accelerator to the end. The speed of the car made her heart jump to her throat, and she looked at the rapidly retreating buildings outside the window in panic.

shouted excitedly:

Xia Chun sneered and retorted:

When his big hand touched her soft and tender skin, he couldn't help but cover it. His long and rough fingers tightly held her plump body, and his evil index finger used the bath ball to gently press the erect breast.

…

Cheng, who was driving, looked up and saw the blood on Xia Chun's fingers. His expression suddenly changed. He instinctively looked at Liang Shangjun in the rearview mirror and asked worriedly:

"Liang Shangjun, can you be any more shameless and shameless?"

But she didn't care about her image at the moment, she just stared at him hatefully, gritted her teeth, and said word by word:

"A-Cheng, take me home!"

Xia Chun grabbed her wedding dress in a panic, her red and swollen eyes widened in shame, and she felt angry and aggrieved. This was designed by A Hao for her, but she used too much force just now, and her wedding dress tore when it was pulled off.

Her wedding dress.

"Don't move around. You've vomited all over your wedding dress and your body is stinky. You have to take a shower and change your clothes."

Ah Cheng was even more embarrassed. He looked at Liang Shangjun through the mirror again and saw that he seemed to be in really bad condition, so he did not refuse. There was a chance to turn around in front of him, so he turned around and drove towards Qing'an Hospital.

Xia Chun thought she would be able to get rid of Liang Shangjun when she arrived at the hospital, but when the car arrived at the hospital, she was shocked to realize that she had not changed her clothes and was still wearing a wedding dress. The most hateful thing was that her wedding dress was stained after the farce in the auditorium.

There was dust, and even a piece of the skirt was torn.

Xia Chun frowned and shouted exaggeratedly:

Liang Shangjun's tall body was already pressed against the smooth wall tiles, and she couldn't push it away. Instead, he grabbed her wedding dress with his big palm and pulled it down, and her snow-like skin was instantly exposed to his sight...

Xia Chun only scolded her with those few words. Liang Shangjun sneered, grabbed her with one hand, picked up the bath ball in the bath with the other hand, poured water on her, and warned in a deep voice:

She hates it!

Liang Shangjun's voice was so cold that there was no warmth in it, like an ice knife piercing her heart. Her body suddenly trembled, her face turned from white to blue, and when her eyes touched the pointer on the odometer, she shouted in panic:

"Liang Shangjun, you bastard, I hate you to death. You asked him to turn around and go to the hospital. I want to see my mother."

"Liang Shangjun, where are you and what are you going to do?"

"You have been seen, touched and slept with by me. If you don't marry me, who else can I marry? Now the whole world knows that you, Xia Chun, are my Liang Shangjun's woman."

"How could it be okay? His blood has all been drained. If your eldest young master dies, can you bear the responsibility?"

Xia Chun glared at him hatefully and struggled hard:

"I don't care about any rumors, Liang Shangjun. If anything happens to my mother, I will never let you go."

Xia Chun opened her eyes wide in shock and looked at him in astonishment. Her mind was filled with what he said, "Mom and dad will be home soon."

Xia Chun stared at him in astonishment. What did he say? He said her husband had met "our mother?"

"Because I am your husband from now on, because you vomited all over my car, and because you can only go to see our mother after cleaning yourself up."

"Okay, young master."

Xia Chun grabbed him and beat him like crazy, and then his hands were grabbed by him again. In order to wear this bandeau-style wedding dress today, she didn't even wear underwear, but put on her breasts. Now that the wedding dress was peeled off, she

Apart from a pair of lace panties, the only thing left on her body was the pair of nipple pasties.

She reached out to touch the wet piece of fabric on his abdomen, but as soon as her hand touched there, Liang Shangjun, who had his eyes closed, grabbed her reflexively. She struggled away again and stretched out her blood-stained hand to the driver in front of him.

Ah Cheng said nervously:

A numbness and shame rushed into her heart at the same time. Xia Chun'a exclaimed, and then grabbed his hand angrily. She had the habit of trimming her nails on weekdays, and with great force, she immediately scratched three lines on the back of his hand.

The red mark made him feel pain and let go of his hand.

"If you hadn't been stubborn about marrying Ping Weixuan, what happened today wouldn't have happened and it wouldn't have turned into such a farce."

Ten minutes later, the car drove into his private villa in the suburbs. When it stopped in the garage of the villa, Xia Chun had already vomited all over the car.

After finishing her words, his dark eyes swept across the fullness of her chest...

"fine!"

"Master, are you okay?"

"Mom has been checked. It's nothing serious. She was just agitated for a moment. I asked Acheng to take them back. If something like this happens, I have to explain it to them. As for the Heng family, I will deal with it later."

When people quarrel, they always like to stab each other in the heart with a knife. At this moment, Xia Chun didn't know if what she said was sincere. She only knew that Liang Shangjun hurt her and he wanted to control her life and dominate her.

Her body and mind, she just doesn't want to!

Xia Chun gritted her teeth, wanting to knock the idiot driver unconscious. She turned her head and looked at Liang Shangjun. Seeing that he didn't speak, she raised her voice again and said sternly:

The smell in the small car was extremely unpleasant. Liang Shangjun frowned, got out of the car, opened the door, and pulled her out.

Ah Cheng slowed down the car, hesitated, and said in embarrassment:

This vomit also calmed down the fighting between the two. She stopped scolding and Liang Shangjun was no longer angry, but he still drove the car very fast.

Xia Chun's face was pale, and her chest was heaving violently due to unsteady breathing, causing half of the white plumpness on her chest to be exposed, while the other half was about to come out...
To be continued...