I'm not really angry, I'm just dissatisfied with her domineering behavior. She's obviously a docile and sweet girl, but suddenly she's so cruel. It's an indescribable feeling.
He has always liked girls who are obedient and obedient. In the past few years, he has worked hard to teach her to be the type he likes. She is obedient, docile, weak, and does not disobey him. She also has a sense of arrogance in her bones, soft on the outside and strong on the inside.
He really doesn't like her being like this today, she's too strong. He probably wouldn't even throw away a woman like this. His woman should be weak, well-behaved, docile, and full of protectiveness, but for
Her behavior today just didn't make her angry.
Because she did this, it fully showed that she cared about herself, which was much cuter than her previous attitude of being carefree and not caring about anything.
He longed for her to love him like a life-or-death person, with her happiness, anger, sorrow, and happiness all because of him, struggling just like him.
Chang Mian curled her lips, had he finally forced out her other side?
Unintentionally, tearing apart her "I don't care about you" face?
Is it true that from now on, he will not be the only one struggling? He likes to conquer her, likes to control everything, and likes the way she looks so distressed and jealous.
I like it so much!
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Chang Shang secretly raised her eyes and looked at the man next to her who had a sullen face and said nothing. With a little timidity, she was holding a small bottle of disinfectant that he handed over to her.
She bit her lower lip, stared at the deep and shallow nail marks on his back, and then looked at her own manicure. She subconsciously wanted to put her hands behind her, fearing that he would get angry and cut off her manicure.
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Chang Mian waited for a while and said impatiently: "What are you doing so slowly?"
"Oh..." Chang Chang subconsciously smoothed her hair, walked behind him, took a small cotton swab, dipped it in disinfectant, and touched the deep and shallow nail marks.
Bits of pain, like ants passing by, spread to the nerve endings in his back. This small pain was actually negligible, but his expression did not change at all.
"Chang Mian, I'm sorry, I...I didn't mean it."
"You did it on purpose, I know it clearly."
Chang Shang bit her lip more and more, unable to argue. She was so sad that her brain was burned out. She definitely didn't intentionally leave nail marks and teeth marks all over him; but she did do it on purpose.
"Do you, do you feel pain?"
She tried her best to make her movements as light as possible, and carefully tapped his back with disinfectant water, then tapped it again, seriously, with focused and apologetic eyes.
Chang Mian ignored her.
"Chang Mian, would you please take down all those photos at home?" She couldn't stand it, and she felt uncomfortable looking at it, worse than eating a fly.
"not good."
As soon as Chang Mian finished speaking, Chang Shang tilted her hand, and the entire bottle of disinfectant was tilted onto Chang Mian's back.
Burning pain swept over him instantly, and Chang Mian couldn't help but frown.
Without waiting for him to reprimand, Chang Chang proactively and cowardly said: "Ah... I'm not sure."
After saying that, he wiped the disinfectant that was flowing down quickly with one hand. It looked like a remedy, but it made his brows frown even more. He didn't say anything, but just took back the disinfectant in Chang Chang's hand.
bottle, put the cap on, and put some clothes on yourself.
"It's not done yet."
Chang Mian gave her a fierce look, knowing that she spilled the disinfectant on purpose, but she was so good at acting, her whole expression had a trace of innocence, and her eyes showed a little bit of distress. When he raised his hand, she immediately
She took two steps back, fearing that he would hit her, and shrank her shoulders. "...I didn't mean it."