After cleansing and leaving the house, I am beautiful

"Where are you going?" His voice was so loud that it weighed on her head.

How dare you speak so loudly!

She yelled back: "Didn't you let me go? I'll let you go now." She pushed towards the door again.

He turned around and blocked her at the door again: "Don't tell me, can't you hear the angry words?"

"Ye Yifan, why should I be able to hear your angry words? Have I longed for your money? I have to be angry and pay off my debts here!! I told you, don't give me a face at every turn, I'm not your family Dyeing vat, I have to fill whatever color you want to pour for me."

She wanted to withdraw her hand, but he held it tighter, and then he wrapped his other hand around her waist tightly and dragged her into the room.

He pushed the door against the door with his body in an instant, leaned against the door panel himself, then let go of her wrist, put both hands around her waist, and looked down at her: "Aying, in fact, I was giving birth to myself. I'm so angry, I saw you crying in front of Brother Yi, and he wiped your tears. You cried in front of another man because of me, how do you make me feel? I just feel so fucking incompetent! "

Qiu Ying was stunned, this was something she had never thought about, it was because she didn't control her emotions well in front of Wei Yi.But she didn't want to settle the matter with a few words from him, and this kind of situation would still follow in the future.

"Ye Yifan, we all need to calm down. Quarreling and losing our temper for three days or two days is a kind of internal friction for us. There are still many things waiting for us to do, and we can't afford it."

"Let's separate for a while, everyone calm down, and think about how to get along in the future."

He frowned, rolled his Adam's apple up and down, stared at her, his eyelids turned red, and growled at her: "You want to break up, right? You said it's okay on the surface, but you still despise me!"

"I didn't." She was really aggrieved when he thought of her like that.

"You say no, you prove it to me!" His arms around her waist tightened a little.

Her lips parted, opened and closed again, and then she paused before she spoke: "How to prove it?"

He turned her body around, pressed her tightly against his chest, lowered his eyes to look at her, the rims of his eyes became redder, his face was pressed very close to hers, and the hot air from his nose sprayed straight on her face On: "Let's try again."

She opened her eyes slightly, looked at him in disbelief, turned her face away, and then pushed him hard: "I don't want to."

But her little arm wanted to push him away, that was a delusion.

He frowned, eyes half-closed, wanting to smile: "But I really want to try."

She was startled heavily in her chest, put her hands on his chest, and stared at him with wide eyes: "If you dare to insist, we will break up now."

"I'm going to break up anyway, why don't I try again." His voice was flat.

As soon as the words were finished, he let go of one hand around her waist, and clasped her jaw instead, and quickly pressed her lips against the warm touch.

She froze for two seconds, stretched out her hand to grab his waist forcefully, turned her face away to avoid his lips: "If you keep making trouble, I'm really angry!"

He opened his scarlet eyes, his lips were drawn into lines, and his extremely unstable breath was hot, splashing on her face in bursts: "Aying, don't be angry, let's try again." His voice was hoarse.

He began to reach out and tear her clothes, she stretched out her hands and wanted to pinch his waist, but he clasped her hands behind his back, and continued to take off her clothes...