Chapter 355: Xiaoxue Comes Back, Jealousy Gets in the Way Again! 47
Now he is very scary!
It will only make her timid. Even if she wants to get close to him, his rudeness and his terror will make her retreat again
"Ling Xiaoqian! Do you think I will trust you again by saying two words?" Ji Chuyang was angry in his heart. He was deceived like this and could no longer make him believe anything she said. "I tell me
No matter what you say in the future, I will never trust you again.”
He said, throwing her away again with force
"But even if everything before was fake, I will still marry you and want you to be my Ji Chuyang's wife!" He smiled coldly and cruelly, "You can continue acting and please me,
And I will give you the material needs you need, and what about you? You just need to serve me well every night."
The so-called service
No need to explain, everyone knows the meaning
"Get up! Do you know how to serve?" He ordered overbearingly, cold, as if he was cold-blooded.
Heart
But inexplicably, he pampered her like that, but she chose to wipe out his heart!
He was just a physical abuse to her
And she!
But it's ravaging his heart
He couldn't understand why he fell in love with this woman, how could he fall in love with this woman? There were so many things like this, but why did he choose her?
He hates such a self!
Ling Xiaoqian sat without moving, did not look up at him, nor did she speak
Such her will make him angry for no reason. He would rather she continue to treat him gently. Since it is fake, as long as she is gentle, he will feel a little more comfortable, but she refuses...
"Bitch!" He squatted again and whispered angrily, "What are you pretending? I didn't act well before, so proactive, so mean to go to bed with me. You have had such a happy time and sounded so nicely, even if you were no longer
How can I pretend? In my eyes, I am just a bitch!"
Ling Xiaoqian looked up slightly and looked at him coldly
"If you think you are so slapped me and scold me, it will make you feel comfortable, you can continue."
That indifferent tone, as if the heart is dead, and a few simple words are like a sharp knife cutting his heart