The other hand grabbed her breath and was furious: "Lin Qianqian, who is Colin?"
Lin Qianqian, who had just woken up, suddenly grabbed her neck by him, and her breathing was not smooth, so she opened her mouth and sucked.
But she couldn't inhale the air, and she breathed in a mess, and then coughed lightly.
Can't breathe, the coughing sound turned into a strange hoarse sound: "It hurts..."
She instinctively reached out her hands to grab his wrist, trying to push the palms that were pinching her neck away.
The scene of being strangled again, and Lin Qianqian felt the imminent death again.
The day before yesterday he promised to her, and it was so sarcastic in her mind.
——I swear I won’t hurt you anymore.
——What if it hurts?
--I won't.
--But…….
——No but.
He vowed so much, but she ended up repeating the tragedy.
Lin Qianqian thought that she was dead this time.
She didn't anger him at all, and he suddenly grabbed her neck after she was unconscious.
Perhaps it was triggered by disturbing him and other women's tangled up, which swept his interest.
She was in great pain, and she was struggling less and less, and she was filled with psychedelic eyes.
"Who is Colin? Say, say, say." The man growled out of control, gritting his teeth with hatred.
She had never told him that she had called another man's name in his arms and said not to leave her.
One Shangguan Zhixuan is not enough, and now there is another Colin.
This woman with watery nature/Yanhua wants to wake her up and let her see clearly whose arms she is in, and how can she live up to his love.
It was useless to give her unique love, the rings he bought for her, and the thousands of love he gave her.
If it weren't him, the Lin family had already gone bankrupt.
If it's not him, she can go to the upper class with glamorousness.
It's not him, she's just a destitute daughter who is nothing.
Lin Qianqian, you are too ungrateful.
"Colin..." In despair she heard her son's name.
"You dare to say his name, you dare to say..., you deserve to die." His eyes were bloody and red, with too much hatred and resentment.
I hate him for loving her, hate her for being ungrateful, and hurting his sincerity again and again.
He is willing to give all the time, but she never delivers her sincerity.
Could it be that she can't see how good he is to her?
"Son...son." She tightened his sleeves, like the life-saving grass that was being held tightly before death.
son!?
Suddenly, Yan Mubei's fingers loosened, and a stunned expression flashed across his face.
But his hand was still on her neck and asked her mechanically: "What son?"
Is their son?
Recently, Yan Mubei has only two major things in his mind, one is his marriage to Lin Qianqian, and the other is to have a son with her.
These two things are connected but not rejected, and they are also his greatest expectation in his heart.
For this reason, I had sex with her for a while, and then left her butt high, allowing his sperm to flow into her better.
This is an effective and efficient pregnancy practice.
If he had not been involved in the murder case inexplicably, he had proposed to her at this time.
And he also thought about it. If she dared not agree to him, he would imprison her and keep doing it, so that she could get out of bed until she became pregnant.
With his child, he didn't believe she wouldn't promise him.
As for Shangguan Zhixuan, he didn't take it seriously at all.