Exclusive Secret Love: The Billionaire Bride with Less Wind 994. Chapter 994 If you don't love, you don't hate or hate, how can you talk about forgiveness 16
994. Chapter 994 If you don't love, you don't hate or hate, how can you talk about forgiveness 16
Chapter 994 If you don’t love, you won’t hate. If you don’t hate, there’s no forgiveness. 16
He wanted to chase him out, but was blocked by the police officer at the door: "According to the procedure, it still needs to be recorded. Sir, may I ask your name, age, occupation..."
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Xia Yucheng was always quiet when she entered and exited the elevator. It wasn't until Feng Hao carried her to the car that she asked helplessly: "Can you let me go?"
The driver had already opened the car door at this time, and Feng Hao bent down and put her down, but only put her into the car.
"You are sick! Do you just do whatever you want in everything? Do you like to be in the position of the leader? Is it interesting for us to be like this?" Xia Yucheng pushed him and refused to let him
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But she was no match for Feng Hao. As soon as she finished speaking, Feng Hao's strong body was already close to hers.
"Can I also give these words to you?" He pulled her into his arms and pressed her on the back seat.
He pressed her down and looked condescendingly at the angry little face underneath. The anger in his heart was no less than hers. He had endured it for so long, but the question that was swirling in his mind was whether she had ever done anything to Lu Licheng.
What?
But he wouldn't ask, let alone tell, and he wouldn't even show her the photo of Lu Licheng. Otherwise, there would be no room for redemption.
He is not the kind of man who deceives himself, but he wants to deceive himself about this matter for the rest of his life.
"Let... um..." Xia Yucheng only said one word, but Feng Hao leaned over and blocked her lips fiercely.
His kiss was deep and overbearing, as if he didn't leave any breath for her or himself. Both of them were close to deathly suffocation, and the air in their lungs seemed to be squeezed out.
Xia Yucheng felt very uncomfortable and wanted to take a breath of air with oxygen. She subconsciously wanted to push him, but it was in vain every time and made herself exhausted.
For a long time, he raised his head slightly and stared at her with slightly squinted amber eyes. Her slightly misty and dazed starry eyes, as well as her little pink face, told him that she still felt something about his kiss.
"Stop making trouble..." It would be nice to be together quietly like this. Feng Hao evoked a smile and whispered in her ear, "My dear... come home with me."
The affectionate and gentle whispers are as mellow and confusing as wine, and also as poisonous as poison, making people unable to help but indulge.
Xia Yucheng's heart trembled and she gently closed her eyes.
Suddenly, she remembered that the young girl had kissed him on the face in "Miye", and her heart suddenly hurt. She didn't know where a powerful force suddenly burst out, and she pushed Feng Hao away fiercely.
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"Feng Hao, you see clearly, I am not the women you are playing with outside. If you want to kiss them, go ahead and kiss them. If you treat me like this, it will only make me feel sick!"
"Disgusting?" Feng Hao narrowed his eyes, with dangerous traces of light flowing under his eyes, "Does my kiss make you feel disgusting?"
"Yes! Not only do I feel sick, I also want to vomit!" Xia Yucheng turned away and didn't look at him again. Didn't he refuse when the girl kissed him on the face?
He didn't know whether it was because a woman kissed him or because he kissed himself. Xia Yucheng suddenly felt a sense of grievance in his heart, and tears welled up in his eyes.
Because of Feng Hao's pampering and indulgence, she has always regarded this man as her own and only belongs to her.