A demon that she hated to death, a demon that made her heart bleed!
Didn't he want to keep her as a plaything on his bed?
Playthings also have claws and teeth.
"You send it to them?"
She laughed crazily, with a malicious light flashing in her beautiful eyes: "Do you think they haven't seen it before?"
Murong Lie suddenly turned pale.
"What did you say?" The words came out of his mouth in disbelief, and his black eyes ignited with blazing flames.
Without thinking, he reached out and strangled her slender neck.
"I said, haven't they seen it?"
Ning Tong'er said it again. Not only that, but she also emphasized her tone.
She laughed, her beautiful eyes filled with crystal tears and angry flames filled with hatred and the joy of revenge.
How badly he hurt her, he would never know.
He would never know how much her heart ached.
The devil has no heart, and will trample your heart into pieces of scarlet blood and mud.
After being tortured by him for so long, she wanted him to know that she was not a submissive person.
He hates their family, hates her father, hates her, she knows it.
He wanted to take revenge on her and torture her, but she accepted it.
However, he no longer regards her as a human being.
Even a weak kitten has claws.
She wanted him to know what pain was, but maybe he would never know. How could the devil know?
But she just won't let him have an easy time!
She continued to look at his terrifying gaze with vengeance, and said maliciously: "Do you think you are the only one who has seen me like this? They, yes, they are them, not one or two men, but more men than you can imagine.
, they have all seen more, more, a thousand times, ten thousand times more passionate than this!"
"you!"
"What am I? Do you know it now? I just look down on you. What do you think you are so great about, Demon Earl! I have seen and tried many more men than you think!"
Murong Lie's face was ashen, the muscles of his jaw were beating, and his eyes were extremely scary.
He suddenly tightened his palms to prevent her from saying more disgusting words, "Shut up!"
If he keeps listening, there's no guarantee he won't lose control and strangle her to death!
This free-spirited woman who courted Qin, Mu and Chu.
Although I had known that she was like this, even though I knew that she just liked to play with men, watching men fall head over heels for her, and even use her beauty to achieve one purpose after another, just like she used her innocent eyes to deceive him into looking like a fool.
They went around in circles, promising her eternal life, but in the end it proved that everything was just a game on her part.
But after he forced her to be his masked lover, she kept pretending to be blank and innocent, even acting as if she had never lied to him at all and didn't know why she hated her.
This is the first time that I have taken the initiative to admit it now and deliberately use words to provoke him.
And he, damn sure, knew that she was provoking him, or he was just as jealous as he wanted.
My heart was almost overwhelmed by the huge sourness.
Along with that huge sourness, there was also overwhelming hatred and anger.
But Ning Tong'er's resistance was completely forced out by him. Under her weak appearance, she may have always had a stubborn soul. Back then, wasn't it precisely because of this that he loved her so much? But it was proved in the end.
Just a scam!
Ning Tong'er, who was almost suffocating after being pinched by him and had difficulty breathing, still stared at him full of hatred, and her already red face was actually smiling with the joy of revenge: "And... they don't need it.
Use medicine! Only useless men with low self-esteem like you need to use medicine to deal with women! They..."
She couldn't speak any more, her mouth opened in fear, and she was so horrified that she couldn't control herself.
Although she had already witnessed this extremely weird and terrifying scene before her when the Ning family was destroyed by him, she still opened her bright eyes wide open in front of this incredible scene and stared at him in horror.
.
Murong Lie's pair of deep and beautiful eyes had completely changed from the jet-black eyes of an Oriental to a blood-red color, with blood-red pupils, like a demon from hell.
The tattoo pattern tattooed on the forehead with a special potion, like the blood-red eyes, suddenly and completely appeared in times of extreme anger and jealousy, appearing on the forehead between the eyebrows.
It was a crimson flame, jumping and blooming in front of my eyes. It looked extremely charming, jumping between the eyebrows, and was extremely dazzling.
His breathing became heavier and heavier, his eyes were bloodshot, and along with the flame tattoo between his eyebrows, anyone who looked at it would be frightened to the point where their legs would become weak.
His grip on her neck tightened, and he actually lifted her thin and slender body up to the sky with one hand.
The strength of his hand continued to increase, until she was completely choked and couldn't breathe.
The blood-red pupils seem to be able to suck in a person's soul, just like the fire in hell, making people tremble with fear and tremble all over just looking at him.
At this time, he had completely turned into a demon.
"How dare you..."
His furious voice sounded like it came from hell, and his whole person completely transformed into a demon coming out of hell.
.That’s why those people who are close to him, except those who are close to him, will be so frightened when they see him like this, thinking that he is a devil coming to the world!
Ning Tong'er's little mouth opened, but she had no time to say anything, and she couldn't make any sound. Her throat was suffocated, and her face turned completely red. She struggled with her hands twice and kicked with her toes.
After a few seconds, he fainted.
Murong Lie was startled, his hand suddenly loosened, and Ning Tong'er's limp body fell down.
With snow-white skin, long black hair, and red marks on her neck, she fell on the bed like a ravaged doll.
Looking at Ning Tong'er who fainted, Murong Lie was really stunned. He raised his hand in disbelief and looked at his palm in disbelief. Just now, he really almost strangled her to death!
Her heart was beating rapidly, and the fear of losing her was stronger than ever.
He once said that no one could take her away from him. Later, things changed and he was full of hatred for her, and she was also full of hatred for him. The two people who hated each other never returned to their original state.
Possibility. Although it was just a scam, he could only admit to himself in the dead of night that he had never forgotten her.
Even that's all fake.
He used all despicable means to keep her, was it because of hatred, revenge, or because he wanted to get her and realize his wish that he wanted to realize back then?
He just doesn't want to face it.
.If I can’t get your heart, just let me get this body.
As long as you can be by my side.
However, she never expected that the person who almost took away her life was herself.
The man's blood-red eyes revealed a deep hatred for himself.
For a moment, he almost wanted to destroy his hand.
However, he really couldn't control himself.
He was deceived, betrayed, and almost killed by her back then. At that time, he was extremely desperate and angry.
Now that she said such words, he was so furious that he couldn't control himself.
It's one thing to know that she is that kind of woman, but it's another thing to hear her say this to him in person, which is equivalent to shattering his last illusions and completely tainting all the false but beautiful memories in the past.
His heart was really sour, as if it had been corroded.
If he really knew that a damn man had touched her, he would tear that man to pieces with his own hands!
The man looked at the fainted slender figure, his chest heaving violently, showing that he was still furious and unable to calm down.
However, he slowly, slowly sat down.
Slender fingers slowly brushed over the red mark on her neck, and the faint pulse under the soft skin reminded her that she was still alive.
She is still alive.
She is still alive.
Even if her heart is not here, even if she has reached this point now, even if there is only a demon in front of her that she hates, but... after all, she is alive and still by his side.
The rage in his eyes faded little by little.
He is trying his best to restrain himself.
The blood-red eyes finally turned back to their original black color, and the flame tattoo on his forehead slowly faded away.
He still couldn't really and completely hurt her.
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After Ning Tong'er woke up, she felt that her throat was dry and painful. She couldn't help but put her hands on her neck and coughed hard several times. Her fingers touched the dents on her neck, and she suddenly recalled it in her mind.
Recalling what happened before he was choked unconscious, his chest suddenly became more agitated, his blood boiled, and he coughed even more violently.
After finally taking a few breaths, before she could calm down, she found that she was naked and her snow-white body was covered with pink hickeys. She immediately blushed and quickly reached for the clothes scattered under the bed.
Suddenly, her hand froze.
A seemingly very light, low and sexy voice sounded from the corner of the room.
"Woke up so soon?"
There was a hint of mockery in his voice: "I thought you would simply fight to the death?"
The voice was so faint that one could not tell how scared the owner of the voice was, how afraid that something would really happen to her.
What Ning Tong'er heard was such a mocking voice. She raised her eyes and saw a pair of cold and sarcastic dark eyes. The blood-red pupils had faded, but her trembling was still there.
When my hands shook, I couldn't control the hand holding the clothes unconsciously, and the clothes fell down again.
All the unpleasant words seemed to ring in my ears:
"Your daddy will see you acting wild under me."
"Those stupid men who love you will see what a slut the goddess in their minds is."
"See how you twist your waist, how you ride on top of me and can't wait to ask me to have you, how you use your nails to leave traces of passion on my back..."