Chapter 217: Do you know that I'm about to be killed by you?
Although he was very gentle and gentle, it never hurt her. On the contrary, it made her feel something.
However, the more this happened, the more humiliated and heartbroken she became. She could only pray that her period would come soon, come soon.
No matter how gentle Lianze is, it is an unspeakable pain and torture for Su Xiaonuo, who has not yet recovered mentally and physically.
He's just greedy for pleasure, not loving her, right?
He was just drunk and not in love with her, right?
She is just his mistress, not the woman he loves, right?
The reason why he wanted her so crazily every night was because he was angry that she didn't want to have a child? Was he deliberately trying to get her pregnant?
If so, she can't escape...
Lianze, why do you have to torture me physically and mentally when I am most embarrassed, vulnerable and helpless? Do you just like to see me in pain and vulnerability?
Is it my cold arrogance and stubbornness that hurt your arrogance of being the only one?
It's just that I like you, can't you feel it at all?
Oh, that's right, you can't feel it, because I never dare to show it, because I can't believe that I would fall in love with a devilish man.
It's such a huge irony and such a pain that I actually fell in love with you. I'm about to suffocate and I can't bear it.
Su Xiaonuo is not as ruthless as you think at all. She just doesn't want to get hurt.
What about you? Far from as good as I thought, far from it, not...
Except for the tenderness you showed me in bed at night after you were drunk, you have never been gentle to me once...
Uh, by the way, that day in the hospital, you said we were having a baby and you said you loved me. At that moment, I wanted to be happy! It was the first time I heard you say you loved me.
But, why did you say you love me after you had a child... was it because you wanted a child...?
Am I, your mistress, just a tool to prove your fertility?
Lian Ze, I don’t want to think like this, but can you tell me, how should I miss you? Think of you as perfect, but far away from me?
In less than a month, I will be killed by you, you know?