He was afraid, afraid that she would laugh at him, and even more afraid that she would disdain him.
However, at this moment, he was even more afraid that she would hate him and hate him.
"Qianqian, I really didn't mean it..." His throat was dry and hoarse, unable to say that word.
He looked at her so eagerly and hoped to get her understanding and forgiveness: "Don't be angry, okay? I really won't do this again in the future."
Lin Qianqian's heart trembled, and a heat flow inexplicably surged in her body.
Perhaps his eyes were too hot and sincere, and she felt moved, and she actually believed his words a little.
However, she did not believe his words, and his love once disappointed her.
In her opinion, his love is not worth a penny.
"I don't believe you." She said what was in her heart.
"Really, I won't lie to you. If I do... in the future, will I ask you to pinch me? No matter you want to beat me or pinch me, I will never fight back, I can even... I can stab me with a knife, I
I deserve it if I am willing." He was so eager to get her forgiveness, his tone and expression became particularly gentle and affectionate.
Lin Qianqian looked at him, and she was still holding her breath in her chest and couldn't swallow it.
She really hated him so much that she wanted to pinch him back immediately, knock him out and wake him up with two slaps, and asked him if it felt good to be pinched.
This kind of thought breeds wildly in her body with a strong sense of self-esteem.
But in the end, she had to swallow this breath.
No, she can't treat him like this.
Even if he deserves to die.
She didn't speak and stared at her with hatred, which made Yan Mubei feel very uncomfortable.
He made her stare, glaring generously, and his beautiful lips raised, drawing a pleasing smile.
After a while, she still stared at him like that, and he smiled bitterly: "Qianqian, don't be angry, you punish me, you can punish me anything, or just hit me."
As he said that, he picked up her little hand and hit his chest.
Once, then again.
Then her eyes fell on his half-open shirt, with bloodshots there.
A tooth mark that was bitten to the point of blood suddenly jumped into her eyes.
So bright red, so eye-catching.
Suddenly, Lin Qianqian held her hand: "It hurts so much, your body is hard and smelly. Humph, let me go, I won't hit you. If you hit, it will only make your hands hurt and you hate it."
She pushed him away, struggling to get off the ground, looking disgusted.
He quickly reached out and circled her and pressed her into his arms: "Okay, okay, we won't beat you, so punish others, what do you want?"
"What do I want? Do you think if I die, will you want what you give me useful?" She glared at him angrily: "I don't want your things, your money and your things, I'm afraid I'll have no life.
.”
"How could it be? Isn't it okay now? And I will never lose control again in the future." He gently stroked her abdomen, caring for her like never before, "We have children, I won't do anything randomly for the sake of children, I will
Try to restrain yourself.”
"……."child.
"How come you didn't tell me earlier that you were pregnant? If I had said that, I wouldn't lose my composure." But he blamed her.
“….” Because I wasn’t pregnant at all, why did I tell you that I was pregnant?
Lin Qianqian looked at him with an idiot's eyes, rolled her eyes, and was not angry.
The man thought she was angry that he had a strong tone, so he hugged her with a smile: "Hehe, don't be angry, it's all my fault."