Xuan Ningxuan couldn't help but wonder if he had drank too much and was hallucinating.
Xuan Ningxuan knew that he was not drunk, and his eyebrows knitted together. He pulled hard with his hand and pulled off the gauze scarf on Murong Jingwan's face.
Suddenly Murong Jingwan felt a strong anger.
"Who are you?" Xuan Ningxuan asked coldly, why his bride turned into such an ugly woman.
The coldness in the voice was like the cold winter wind blowing towards her face, making Murong Jingwan tremble uncontrollably.
"Who are you?" Xuan Ningxuan couldn't help but raise his voice.
"I am the second young lady of the Murong family, Murong Jingwan." Murong Jingwan said softly.
Xuan Ningxuan's expression became stiff at first, then became ferocious, and finally he laughed loudly.
"Old thief Murong is really powerful. He actually gave me a fake. She is such an ugly woman." Xuan Ningxuan stared at Murong Jingwan with hatred. With such an appearance, even the beggars on the street would not even bother to marry Murong Zheng.
She actually gave him such a woman, and he will definitely avenge her.
The anger in Xuan Ningxuan's heart couldn't help but grow stronger, and he said coldly: "A low-class thing like you is only worthy of being a low-grade slave."
Murong Jingwan's face changed slightly, and she said in a neither humble nor arrogant tone: "Since I am just a lowly slave, please, Your Majesty, please move me somewhere else."
Xuan Ningxuan's expression changed, and he clasped Murong Jingwan's chin with his right hand, and said evilly: "I, Xuan Ningxuan, have touched countless beautiful women, but I have never touched an ugly woman. What do you think..."
Murong Jingwan looked at Xuan Ningxuan blankly. The moment she realized what she was doing, her eyes widened suddenly.
"What are you doing? Take off your clothes quickly." Xuan Ningxuan turned his face sideways and said coldly, his eyes full of contempt and disdain.
Murong Jingwan frowned slightly, her remaining self-esteem did not allow her to bow to Xuan Ningxuan.
Xuan Ningxuan grabbed Murong Jingwan's wrist with great force, as if he wanted to break her wrist. "If you don't take it off, do you want me to help you?"
Murong Jingwan cried out in pain, raised her eyebrows and met Xuan Ningxuan's gaze. Her dark eyes were like a bottomless pit, filled with piercing hatred.
With a "tear" sound, Murong Jingwan's clothes were torn into pieces, but Xuan Ningxuan pressed Murong Jingwan under him without mercy, without any foreplay.
"Open up." Xuan Ningxuan said coldly. Feeling Murong Jingwan's rejection underneath him, he couldn't help but feel angry. This ugly woman still dared to reject him.
Murong Jingwan looked at Xuan Ningxuan blankly, feeling a burst of tearing pain.
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