When I called again, Xixin's phone had been turned off.
He has never been so angry in his life, and he has never hated someone so much: Wang Donglin, who made it clear that he wanted to interfere with his marriage to Yan Xixi. It was not enough to ruin the first time, and now, he is making a comeback.
He ran out quickly.
When Wang Donglin saw the unfamiliar phone number on his mobile phone, he still said lazily: "Hey, who are you?"
"Where is Xixi? Wang Donglin, you are not allowed to hurt her. If you dare to touch a hair of hers, I will never let you go..."
Wang Donglin was slightly surprised. His number was so hidden. How did Huang Xiaojue know about it? This kid really should not be underestimated. But then he lazily asked, "You won't let me go? Why don't you let me go? Huang Xiaojue,
Do you want to play the role of a knight or a prince now? But do you know that a duel between knights requires a life-and-death battle..."
"Stop talking nonsense, please let go of Yan Xixi..."
Wang Donglin shut down his phone directly.
Turning around, he was suddenly stunned.
But when he saw Yan Xixi staring at him, his eyes filled with hatred and resentment that he had never seen before. He was stunned and couldn't help but take a step back.
Just as she passed by, he hugged her tightly and suddenly realized that if she left today, he would definitely have no chance at all. She and Huang Xiaojue would definitely get married immediately, and it wouldn't take more than a minute.
Delay... He was defeated by this terrible realization, and just hugged her tightly, "Xixi, you are not allowed to leave, I will never let you go..."
Maybe it was the ample heating in the room, maybe it was such a familiar hug, maybe it was the abundant energy after a night's rest... His whole body was boiling, and a voice was shouting: I want her, I have to have her, right away.
...I have been waiting for this moment for almost a year.
His fiery breath completely revealed his madness at this time: "Xixi... I want you... I want you to stay by my side forever..."
Her voice was surprisingly calm: "Mr. Wang, if it had been before, I might have continued to abuse myself and promised to let you play for a few more months. But it can't be done now. I'm getting married. If you continue to coerce me, I have nothing to say.
Yes, at worst, I will die with you..."
There was a buzz in his mind, and the hands hugging her were shaking violently. This woman, she actually dared to say that, and she said it so lightly.
This attitude completely angered him, and he suddenly turned her around and captured her lips fiercely. Without any room for resistance, she was thrown back onto the bed by those big hands.
This time, he went straight to the point, thinking about this moment.
But she clenched her fists tightly and remembered the joy of being pursued: Xiaojue, if we lived together now, you would not be so looking forward to it and would not come to pick me up every day; Xiaojue, I like to be pursued by you.
The feeling... it was love! It was the love between her and him, in anticipation of the perfection at the bridal chamber - all the artificiality, all the pretentiousness, it was for the one you love to see. Not for the beast that you are today.
.
If he is allowed to pursue his animalistic desires today, how can he be worthy of himself???
At least, I should be responsible for myself.
She opened her mouth, and suddenly he felt a huge pain.
Blood gushed out from her lips. While he was stunned, she already had a sharp fruit knife in her hand, as powerful as a mad tiger: "Wang Donglin, do you really think I dare not die with you?"
