"Don't hate me, you don't deserve to hate me." His voice was so cold and heartless.
After hearing this, Tong Yiqing felt heartbroken.
"Zeyu, what did I do wrong to make you do this to me?"
Wen Zeyu sneered, remained silent, and stretched out his hand to restrain her.
Kissed her thin white lips.
His kiss was very overbearing and not gentle.
Wen Zeyu finally shed tears.
It crossed her fair face and cheeks, dripped on the grass, and blended with the soil.
Her shoulders were trembling, and she looked so weak, which made people feel pity for her and wanted to take good care of her.
But Wen Zeyu treated her like an inflatable doll, abusing her lips and at the same time abusing her heart.
The kiss was very long, and when Tong Yiqing felt that she was going to suffocate and die...
He clenched his fist and bit down the hot tongue in her mouth.
Warm blood flowed in their mouths.
Although the pain was caused by Wen Zeyu, she felt that it was her tongue that was bitten, not Wen Zeyu's.
Her tongue was bleeding. Wen Zeyu frowned and let go of her, wiped away the blood that spilled from the corner of her mouth, and reached out to pinch her neck hard.
He said angrily: "How dare you bite me!"
Originally, Tong Yiqing was almost suffocating because she couldn't breathe, but now she was pinching her neck again, and her face was so red that she was almost bleeding because she couldn't breathe for a long time.
"Ahem...Zeyu, let...let me go."
Wen Zeyu was in anger and had no intention of letting go of Tong Yiqing.
Instead, he squeezed her neck harder.
Tong Yiqing seemed to feel that her bones were about to be crushed by her, and the pain made her burst into tears.
Suddenly, Tong Yiqing's eyes went dark. She couldn't bear it anymore and fainted.
Seeing that Tong Yiqing fainted, Wen Zeyu recovered from his anger.
Looking at her with her back pressed against the wall and her neck being pinched by him, her heart ached inexplicably.
After releasing his hand from squeezing her neck, Wen Zeyu looked at the bruised area on her neck where he had pinched her. His hands were trembling for some unknown reason.
With his trembling hand, he slowly reached under the delicate bridge of her nose to confirm that she was not dead, and he breathed an inexplicable sigh of relief.