His eyes fell coldly on Ning Yazhi's face, and he saw that the beautiful face was now red and swollen, with the faint bloodshot eyes, and the coquettishly beautiful bloodstains on the corners of her lips. There was an ultimate beauty in the ugliness.
.
She should have fainted from the pain, instead of enduring his cruel and vicious slaps or kicks again and again.
This damn woman, knowing that he would hit women, still dared to stand up stubbornly to show that his slap had no force at all, that it didn't hurt her, and that she could still stand up, using these actions to anger his male dignity.
Mu Chengfeng clenched his fists.
"Mu Chengfeng, your strength in hitting people is the same as your strength in getting into bed. They are both weak and terrible. I don't feel anything at all." Ning Yazhi got up again. Her body was shaking violently due to extreme exhaustion, but she
He stood firm and did not fall down.
Then, she smiled softly, and the bright red on her lips seemed to bloom more and more charmingly with her smile.
The wind of the fist was as sharp as cutting through the air.
Ning Yazhi closed her eyes and faced him without thinking.
The fist suddenly stopped in front of her nose. Ning Yazhi felt the sharp wind of the fist hitting her face, just like the extremely cold wind blowing on her face. It hurt so hard that she wanted to
Inhale through your teeth.
His eyes were like a wolf's, mercilessly staring at the face that made him love and hate him so much and so stubborn. His heart was as cold and hard as a thousand-year-old stone. At this moment, there was a stinging pain, as if it was broken.
A sharp arrow came from the air and hit the deepest part of his heart.
He retracted his fist fiercely.
Ning Yazhi met his beast-like gaze without showing any signs of weakness. Her eyes were also fierce, like a wounded little beast glaring fiercely at the strong man who hurt her.
Even though he knew he was no match for him, he would never lose to him in terms of momentum.
The smile on her lips seemed to be spreading, but her eyes were so cold, with endless sarcasm, and her hoarse and very soft voice sounded: "Why, Mr. Mu lost strength so quickly
You still love me too much, so you can’t bear to punch me? You’ve never been the most ruthless, don’t you know what it means to be soft-hearted? Are you soft-hearted towards me? Or are you nostalgic for my behavior in bed, so you can’t bear to part with it?
Kill me? It's a pity... I'm so disappointed with your behavior in bed... If you don't kill me..."
The more Ning Yazhi said, the harder she gasped. She was completely exhausted, but her stubborn character allowed her to hold on until now.
She looked extremely calm, but her emotions were unexpectedly exciting, otherwise she wouldn't have chosen to irritate him and hurt herself by irritating him.
The more he hurt her and the more painful it was, the more she hated him. The more she hated him, the more she realized how stupid she was to fall in love with him.
She was stupid enough to believe that this man would change for her, and foolishly thought that he would truly fall in love with her;
Ha~
A wolf is a wolf, he can never change into a sheep, and he can never change the bloodthirsty cruelty in his heart.
Oh, how could she think that falling in love with a wolf would be a happy thing? How could she think that she would have a bright future with a wolf?
How could she be so stupid as to forget that she had witnessed his ferocity and terror with her own eyes, that he had personally pushed a woman who had slept with him into the shark tank, and that he had mercilessly sent Ning Yuanyuan to that terrible place?