"Without the road that I can't stop, don't force me, Li Qiyu." Bo Yeyuan fell back to 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 just been bandaged not long ago. It healed but it still hurt.
She fell there, the neckline opened slightly, revealing the nail marks on her shoulder.
Bo Yeyuan instantly looked like a reckless child who did something wrong, and he hugged her at a loss: "I love you ..."
His lips shouted lowly in her ear, "Li Qiyu, why do I love you so much. I can't live without you ..."
His hoarse voice shocked from the bottom of his heart. How happy he was this half a month, and the addictive gentleman was unable to extricate 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?
Let me go, I have died many times, my body is disappointed, you see, useless, the whole body is a scar ... "
She pulled the neckline, "These scars are not as much as me! It was you engraved!"
Bo Yeyuan's eyes were blank...
"Let go ... how terrible you just like, you can't forgive me every time you abuse."
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 spirit too much, so that he was more and more irritable--
She said that he was impermanent, what about her? The next second was good, and the next second would break up and throw him up!
He is like a game, no matter how hard he wants to ask her to change her heart, she can't change her.
"Li Qiyu, say you love me too ... We are still the same as before." Bo Yeyuan stroked her lips and stared at her.
Li Qiyu turned away: "I don't love you."
Bo Yeyuan floated with blue tendons, pinching her jaw: "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, and the carpet was soaked with blood. 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.