"Idiot." Zhong Tianyou looked at her and narrowed his eyes before saying, getting up from her and hugging her again.
"What are you going to do?" Qiao Ni, who was frightened by his embrace, couldn't help shouting, her body struggling and beating in his arms.
Is this woman still afraid of what she wants to do now? Although he doesn't deny that he doesn't have such thoughts, it's just that her body seems to be a little weak now. She will take her time in the future and plan for the long term. She has plenty of time.
"Then, what do you want me to do?" He blew gently in her ear, speaking softly, deliberately teasing her and ignoring her anger.
This disgusting man is playing this kind of game with her again. It will never end.
"You, get up." She pushed his body and said.
"What if I don't." He suddenly became interested and moved closer, wanting to 'torture' the woman he had not tortured for so many days.
I've been really busy lately, and I seem to have forgotten to torture her.
"I won't be polite either." He said, raising the crystal fruit plate in his hand and preparing to smash it down again.
"You really want my life." He grabbed her hand in time to avoid being hit, but he suddenly became a little angry.
"It's not a pity for people like you to die." She stared at him with wide eyes, filled with fear, anger, disgust, and grievance.
Death is not a pity???
She is so eager to die and disappear forever in front of her eyes. Does she hate herself so much?
After hearing this, Zhong Tianyou felt angry all over, leaving him nowhere to vent.
He snatched the crystal plate from her hand and threw it away.
The crystal-clear plate drew a sharp but graceful arc and then hit hard on the gold-inlaid ancient Roman table. Then with a bang, the table made a small crater and shattered.
Debris was scattered everywhere.
There was a thud, as if something was broken between the two of them.