"There is no way I can't stop, Li Qiyu, don't force me." Bo Yeyuan fiercely threw her back on the sofa again.
The force was so strong that Li Qiyu fell back onto the sofa and hit her head on the European-style handle of the sofa. The pain made her frown. The wound on her head had only been bandaged not long after it had healed, but it still hurt.
She fell there, her neckline slightly open, revealing the nail marks on her shoulders.
Bo Yeyuan instantly looked like a reckless child who had done something wrong. He picked her up at a loss and said, "I love you..."
His lips whispered in her ear, "Li Qiyu, why do I love you so much? I can't live without you..."
His hoarse voice shook from the bottom of his heart. How happy he had been in the past half month, the addict couldn't help himself.
Li Qiyu was hugged by him like a piece of wood and laughed softly: "You love me and you are willing to hurt me like this? My whole body is covered with injuries. When you saw it that day, you said you were heartbroken and shed tears for me. I almost...
I believe it...Bo Yeyuan, when you feel sorry for me, I am a living person, and I also feel sorry for me. But do you really feel sorry for me in your heart? Don't you know the things you have done to me?
Please let me go, I have died many times, my body is in ruins, you see, it is useless, covered with scars..."
She tugged on her collar, "These scars are not as numerous as those on my heart! You carved them one by one!"
Bo Yeyuan's eyes were blank...
"Let it go...how terrible you looked just now, every time you abuse me is unforgivable."
Bo Yeyuan's body seemed weak. He bent down and broke the glass in front of her. He knelt on it. His hands hugged her legs in front of the sofa and his face was buried in her knees...
"sorry."
Li Qiyu's back trembled, looking at him hugging her legs like a child, his hot breath blowing between her thighs: "Every time I treat you cruelly, I am abandoned and plotted by you again. As long as you don't leave, I will give you everything."
you……"
Bo Yeyuan thought of the injuries all over her body. When he hated her, he felt that she was vicious and she should, but he also felt distressed. He would use self-torture to find a balance; when he liked her, he felt distressed and distressed, and he also tortured himself.
And treat her twice as much to make up for it.
He tortured his own spirit too much, and his irritability became worse and worse——
She said he was capricious, but what about her? One moment she was fine, and the next moment she wanted to break up and dump him!
He is like a plaything. No matter how hard he tries to win her heart, he can never get a look of charity from her.
"Li Qiyu, tell me you love me too... We are still the same as before." Bo Yeyuan touched her lips and stared at her.
Li Qiyu turned away: "I don't love you."
Bo Yeyuan, with veins all over his body, pinched her chin: "As long as you say, you will always be with me..."
"..."
"You are my bottom line. You cannot be stepped on or touched, let alone be snatched away by others! I will never lose my temper in the future. Every time I lose my temper, you just need to say, 'You will never leave me.' This sentence can shock me."
live……"
Li Qiyu pursed her lips. He wanted her to make a promise for the future, which she couldn't afford.
He knelt on the shards of glass, blood soaked the carpet. He just curled up on her knees meekly... He refused to get up no matter what she said.
The night was deep, and the cell phone rang suddenly. Ling Ran's people were still waiting for her downstairs in the company. She was held in his arms, and he seemed to be turned into plaster for a hundred or ten thousand years and would never let her go again.