Pressing her tightly, danger enveloped her head and face.
"No, no--"
The fist struck him violently in the face. How could Yu Guanqun allow a woman to hit him? So he held her tighter.
In despair, she screamed: "I'm not alive! Wen Zeyu, come and save me!"
Wen Zeyu? This is a male name. Who is he? Like Zhuang Jinghe, is he her husband?
In an instant, Yu Guanqun, who was still appreciating her painful begging for mercy, felt that the name stimulated his self-esteem, and his heart became even crueler.
Rather than being bullied by him, she would rather die. She had never been so desperate, and her reason could no longer control her fragility. She gritted her teeth and bit her tongue to commit suicide!
"evil--"
There was a muffled sound, her tongue was bitten, and it stiffened and stretched out. One can imagine how much strength she exerted in the desperation!
"Damn it, you're trying to commit suicide again!"
He had plenty of women, but there was no need to use force, but damn, she let herself lose control, and he almost -
When he thought of the disgusting name Wen Zeyu, his self-esteem was greatly hit, and his feelings of jealousy poured out.
Lan Cun'er endured the pain in her tongue, coughed a few times, burst into tears, and said pitifully: "Don't bully me! I listen to you!"
Yu Guanqun gritted his teeth and said fiercely: "I'm telling you, I'm not interested in you who are like a piece of wood! However, if you think of finding Wen Zeyu outside to save you, stop dreaming. From today on - you are my servant.
,Slave, hum, do you listen?"
His gritted words buzzed into Lan Cun'er's ears, and the sharp tingling on the tip of her tongue made it difficult for her to speak. She whimpered, wiped her tears, and said helplessly: "I know."
"snort!"
Yu Guanqun waved his sleeves and entered the bathroom. It seemed that his anger could no longer be quenched by a basin of cold water.