It contains a little bit of punishment, punishing her for provoking him again and again and breaking into his life again and again.
With a little bit of regret, if she didn't have to, she wouldn't have the guts to provoke a terrorist like herself!
The two people were entangled with each other, one insisted and the other avoided, and soon there was a smell of blood.
Wen Shijue suddenly snorted, covered his mouth and stood up from Xiaodie, looking at Xiaodie who was still lying down with cruel eyes.
This damn woman, in a few days, first disrupted her engagement party, then slapped herself, then stabbed herself, and now she bit her tongue... She should suffer a little.
!
It's not that Wen Shijue has never touched women. For him, women are just tools to solve physical problems. They will come with a wave of his hand and go with a wave of his hand. If they are used to their liking, they can be used several times. If they are not used to their liking, they can be used once and for all.
!
But Wen Shijue has never met a woman like Xiaodie!
She seems to have something that can burn people. She looks so weak that she can break into pieces when pinched, but there is a lot of strength in her bones!
Seductive and dangerous, weak and strong.
Her appearance challenges Wen Shijue's bottom line every time.
Xiaodie had already stood up and walked outside. If I remember correctly, the room was unlocked when Wen Shijue came in just now.
"Stop!" Wen Shijue's voice seemed to have penetrating power. Xiaodie felt as if she had been shot and froze in place.
"Let me go! You can't keep me here!" Xiaodie shouted, really not in the mood to continue playing with such a pervert. Thinking of Fei'er's current situation, Xiaodie couldn't stay for a moment.
When she turned around and saw the black muzzle of the gun, Xiaodie's stunned expression only lasted for a moment. Soon, it turned into disdain and ridicule.
"Wen Shijue, when did you become so inferior? Want to use a gun to force a woman?" The contempt in Xiaodie's eyes was undisguised, and the words she said made Wen Shijue furious.
Wen Shijue had a cold face and put the muzzle of the gun against Xiaodie's temple: "You are seeking death yourself!"
Xiaodie's whole body was cold and stiff, but her eyes were even harder: "What do you want by forcing me with a gun? Do you want me to lie down and spread my legs to serve you? I'm sorry! I can't do it!"
Wen Shijue was so angry that he turned blue, but he tried hard to control his emotions and suddenly smiled: "Do you really want to leave?"
"Yes! I don't want to stay with a scum like you for one second!" Xiaodie suddenly longed for the feeling of a bullet passing through her body. Life was already so bad anyway, and she didn't mind getting a little worse.
"Are you interested in negotiating a condition?" There was no expression on Wen Shijue's face, but his eyes were cold.
"What conditions?" Xiaodie asked.
"Get your clothes on in front of me and walk out and I'll never trouble you again!"
"Is it that simple?"
"..."
"How about we play a little bigger?"
"What?"
"My clothes will satisfy your perverted psychology and make your dirty soul feel happy. If you call the people you want to call, I will allow you to humiliate me to your heart's content..."