"Luo Yan, tell me honestly, are you not good at it?"
"What do you mean?"
Luo Yan's voice suddenly increased in pitch, but Qiu Bailu was not afraid at all. She still smiled and said, "No, you can't do a man's job."
As she spoke, she reached under Luo Yan's body with her hands. Murderous intent flashed in Luo Yan's eyes. He suddenly pulled up Qiu Bailu's long hair and dragged her to the open glass window of the hotel. Half of Qiu Bailu's body was
Hanging in the air, Luo Yan's hand grabbed her neck and dragged her outward. The wind blew by, and Qiu Bailu's waist-length hair floated in the air.
"Xiao Lu, who taught you to say these words? How can you say such rude words?"
Luo Yan's voice was trembling, and his face turned pale, showing that he was really angry.
Qiu Bailu's throat was pinched by him, and her breathing was not smooth. It was very uncomfortable, but she did not show any pain. There was still a smile on her face. She raised her head and let her body lean back, her slender waist
Leaning awkwardly on the window sill, it seemed as if it would break in the next second.
Black hair was fluttering in the air, the sun hit her face, the spring was just right in March, she saw the round spire of Milan Cathedral not far away reflected in her eyes, she heard the choir singing softly like angels singing praises, and heard the doves flapping.
The sound of wings made her speechless, but this did not hinder her expression.
Luo Yan felt her ridicule. From the corners of her mouth to the tips of her eyebrows, from the corners of her mouth to the fine lines, every cell belonging to her was mocking him.
The malice as thin as a cow's hair penetrated deeply into his heart.
His hand was so strong that he could break her thin neck at any time. If he let go, Qiu Bailu would lose support and fall from more than ten floors.
It seems that no matter what choice she makes, she will die.
But she didn't care at all. She closed her eyes, and her naked body was bathed in the sun, without any fear or shame. The corners of her mouth were slightly raised, as if she had been waiting for this moment for a long time, and she just wanted to die quickly.
There is nothing else to ask for.
Time seemed to have frozen. After a while, Luo Yan slowly took back his hand. Just when Qiu Bailu was about to fall over, he dragged her into the room again and threw her to the ground.
The floor was covered with a thick pure wool carpet, but even so, Qiu Bailu still felt a huge pain as if her arm had been broken. She sat up with her hands folded, and Luo Yan threw her top in her face, "
I don’t know where you heard such despicable things. It’s your first time to make a mistake, I can forgive you..."
"But I don't need to forgive, and I don't think I asked the wrong question. Luo Yan, if a man can remain calm when seeing the naked body of the woman he likes, don't you think there must be something wrong with him? I never
If you believe in such legends as Liu Xiahui, if there really is such a person, I would suggest him to see a urologist."
"Shut up! Look at what you look like now! You have disgraced the Qiu family! You don't even look like a lady at all."
"Lady?" Qiu Bailu chuckled and repeated a certain word in Luo Yan's words, "Which lady have you seen who is addicted to drugs? Which lady have you seen with scars all over her body like me? The Qiu family's face? Mr. Luo,
Stop teasing me. When has the Qiu family ever had face in front of a rich and noble man like you? Has my face been torn apart by you long ago?"
She was so unruly, and her eyes were full of sharp light, which made Luo Yan's heart tremble. She was no longer the woman he first knew, she had been transformed into another person by his own hands.
He thought he could polish off her sharpness and her few corners, but in fact, he did not succeed.
He didn't round her out, but instead brought out the toughest and most hurtful part of her.
She is Qiu Bailu, but she is not Qiu Bailu.
Luo Yan didn't say anything. Qiu Bailu picked up the clothes on the ground and put them on her body one by one. She moved freely and without any trace of discomfort. Even Luo Yan glared at her from the side, but she just pretended not to see it.
For the first time in his life, Luo Yan felt so powerless. What should he do with this woman?
"Xiao Lu, I don't want our relationship to become like this. I respect you and hope you can respect yourself."
"But I just can't lift it up, what should I do?" Qiu Bailu lifted up her sleeves, her arms too slender to be vulnerable.
Luo Yan stopped talking and walked out with a livid face. Before he could go out, Qiu Bailu suddenly called him from behind.
Luo Yan turned around with a glimmer of hope.
Qiu Bailu had already put on her clothes and was combing her long hair carefully, "That's the question just now, are you okay?"
The wooden door was thrown shut by force, and the sound was deafening. Qiu Bailu sneered and thought, the quality of the wooden door of the six-star hotel is good, if it were replaced by one of those express hotels, the door panel might be thrown off at once!
The result of Luo Yan's anger was that no one provided Qiu Bailu with medicine after another two hours. Luo Yan was sipping vodka in the wine downstairs of the hotel. Occasionally, a single and beautiful lady would talk to him, and he would smile gently.
In response, the bodyguard reminded him that it was time to give Qiu Bailu medicine. He continued to smile and said, "She doesn't need this today. I think she is in such a good mood that she needs to restrain herself."
The bodyguard understood the metaphor and stopped talking.
Someone sent dinner to Qiu Bailu's room. She locked the door and the waiter couldn't get in, so he had to find Luo Yan. Luo Yan was dining with a Czech supermodel. When he heard it, he waved his hand and said, "Forget it if you don't want to eat. It's two meals a day."
No one will die from hunger.”
Having said that, his action of cutting the steak was extremely ferocious, as if he wanted to cut the steak into pieces with thousands of knives.
By the time Luo Yan went to see Qiu Bailu in the evening, it had already been nearly six hours since he left.
After calling the hotel's unlocking staff, Luo Yan forced the door open. The room was quiet, and the viewing window was still wide open. There was a sweet smell in the air. There was no one in the room, and the bathroom door was ajar.
.
The exquisite cheongsam was hung on the door handle, and Qiu Bailu seemed to be changing clothes inside.
She hasn't forgotten that she wants to go out to watch a show with him at night. Does this mean that she bows to him? Luo Yan thinks this way and feels a little happy.
However, such a pleasant time did not last long. Luo Yan soon discovered that something was wrong. The bathroom was too quiet, there was no sound at all, and it did not seem like there was a living person in it.
"Xiaolu?"
There was dead silence, no one answered.
Luo Yan frowned and opened the bathroom door. Qiu Bailu was half-kneeling in front of the tub, her head hanging slightly, as if she was asleep. Luo Yan stepped forward and patted her gently. Qiu Bailu fell down
On the ground, it was only here that Luo Yan saw clearly that the entire bottom of the bathtub had been dyed red, and bright red blood was flowing on the white tiles. The blood flowed into a river like a splash-ink painting, which was thrillingly beautiful.
*When Qiu Bailu woke up, it was almost midnight. She heard Luo Yan talking to the doctor in a low voice. She learned from the man that the wound on her wrist was not very deep, so the blood had been bleeding for a while.
, the thick blood covered the wound, thus saving her life.
She felt a little sorry.
Such a painful thing, experienced once, is not over yet.
After Luo Yan finished talking to the doctor, he returned to the bed. Qiu Bailu did not pretend to sleep because of his arrival, she just stared blankly at the spotlight on the ceiling.
Luo Yan felt a deep sense of powerlessness.
Is he treating her badly? Is there anything else that she wants that he doesn't give her? Why does this woman always think of his shortcomings and then stabs them?
"Next time you want to seek death, remember to cut your right wrist with your left hand. You can't control the strength with your left hand and won't flinch because of the pain. Also, remember to put hot water in the bathtub so that there is living water flowing and the wound will not solidify."
Luo Yan spoke in front of Qiu Bailu's bed. Qiu Bailu stared at it and said softly, "You have been taught a lesson. I must remember to correct it next time."
"Qiu Bailu!" Luo Yan shouted angrily and punched Qiu Bailu hard on the pillow.
However, Qiu Bailu didn't even give her a serious look, and still answered unhurriedly, "What? Didn't Mr. Luo say it to me personally? I just promised to do it, why are you angry?"
If she is not afraid of death, this man will no longer have a problem with her. He wants to humiliate her, embarrass her, and make her submit to him, but she just can't do what he wants. Some things, if
She really doesn't want to do it, and no one can force her.
It might be stupid to do this, maybe she should close her eyes, pretend that nothing happened, and then live in peace with Luo Yan, but she doesn't want to do this, she doesn't want to see his happy expression, they are like two people tied together
As a hedgehog, its own thorns pierce the opponent's body, but it doesn't get any good results.
"There will be a show tonight. You should have promised me to attend. Are you going to break your promise?" Luo Yan asked in a voice that could be said to be cold. Since Qiu Bailu didn't want him to treat her well, he could definitely grant her wish.
No matter how badly she was injured, she could still get up, right? If she couldn't get up, he wouldn't hesitate to drag her there.
Qiu Bailu reluctantly sat up from the bed. Due to blood loss, she was so top-heavy that she almost fell down. "Of course I want to go. I don't want to let down such a good dress. Please go out and ask the makeup artist to come in. I want to prepare it."
"
If you can really faint, that would be great. You don't have to feel so uncomfortable anymore, and you don't have to look at this man's face.
*The fashion show starts at 8pm, and the cocktail party will follow the models' catwalk.
When Qiu Bailu and Luo Yan arrived, the press conference was almost about to begin.
Her face was pale, and the makeup artist applied heavy lip gloss to her bleeding lips. Her black hair was tied up with a long emerald hairpin, and her modified cheongsam with a small stand-up collar covered her with Luo Yan.
The pinched neck that showed red and purple marks was covered up, and a very wide bracelet was worn on the injured wrist. In the middle of the bracelet was a beast made of a whole black diamond, and the beast was dotted with countless broken diamonds.
Qiu Bailu has almost lost her shape, but such thinness is just right in the fashion industry. As soon as she appeared in a cheongsam, she was noticed by countless eyes. What belongs to the nation is what belongs to the world. This is indeed true.