Let her think about it, is she a good husband, or a slut?
Just thinking about it makes me feel so heartbroken that I can't breathe.
"Why don't you say anything? I think you have acquiesced..."
Su Wanqing's eyes narrowed, that mouth was so vicious and hateful! Shut the hell up! Do you think that just because I love you, you can insult me unscrupulously?
Thinking of this, she crossed her legs, knelt on his legs, wrapped her arms around his neck, and crossed them behind his neck.
Su Wanqing's eyes were burning, and she met his rather surprised gaze. Her red lips moved slightly and covered his vicious mouth fiercely before making a sound.
Her kiss was cold, angry, and sad.
She coldly traced his scarred lips, she angrily pried open his teeth, and she sadly sucked his tongue.
She could feel the stiffness of his body, the sluggishness of his movements, and even more, her indifference without any response.
The kiss between her and him was not like this.
At that time, he would hold her tenderly, soothe her softly, and ask for her passionately, as if he was never satisfied.
At that time, he cherished her so much.
Thinking of this, thinking of the cold embrace he was in now, thinking of him being as unresponsive as a stone sculpture, a wetness appeared in the corners of his eyes unconsciously.
The pain in my heart turned into tears and slowly slid down. Along the cheeks of the two of them, they seeped into their mouths and melted into their silver liquid, and the bitter taste spread.
Suddenly, there was a strong force on her shoulder, and Luo Xichen stretched out her big hand and pushed her away.
Su Wanqing's center of gravity was unstable, and she fell to the cold ground in an extremely inelegant posture. Her naked back hit the cold coffee table, causing pain.
"Crying?" Luo Xichen's icy eyes were deep and cold, and he sneered like a tearing sunset, "I asked you to please me, and you cried?"
He knelt down, approached her little by little, and asked, "Do you feel sad that I killed your husband, but you have to strip naked and crawl in front of me to please me?"
"No..." She shook her head feebly and wanted to stand up in such a shameful posture, but Luo Xichen was determined to humiliate him and pressed her shoulders to prevent her from getting up.
"Su Wanqing, do you have any heart at all?" He stretched out his other hand and pressed it on her left breast, grabbing it hard and squeezing it, as if it was about to burst, in order to relieve the anger in his heart.
"Ugh..." She frowned slightly and moaned in pain.
"In your heart, is anyone more important than me?" Luo Xichen's eyes flashed with furious anger, "Whether it's Su Jiuge, Tuo, or even Hoshino Huang, you can do it
Don’t hesitate to give up on me in favor of someone else.”
Su Wanqing's eyes were filled with deep sadness, her eyes were half closed, and her long eyelashes were trembling slightly. At such a close distance, she saw his face covered with scars, which were all proof of her guilt.
"You care about too many things and have too many people in your heart. But I am different. In the whole world, I only care about you." Luo Xichen's face suddenly became ferocious, "So, in order to get back at you,
I will destroy all the things you care about one by one."