Doted on, the president entangled with his little sweet wife

Chapter 371 Instinct Resistance

Jiang Beimo was still taking a shower inside, and the sound of the shower was still going on in the bathroom. Qiao Weiwei stood there a little dejectedly. After a pause for a few seconds, she had a flash of inspiration and thought of another way.

She moved quietly, approaching the door of the bathroom, and then looked inside. There was a gap of about ten centimeters in the door of the bathroom.

Qiao Weiwei looked inside and saw that Jiang Beimo's figure was blocked by a curtain, and he couldn't see anyone, only the sound of his shower could be heard.

The clothes Jiang Beimo took off were placed on the floor of the shower outside.

There must be a cell phone in his pants pocket.

The last time I called for help secretly, this time I can do it again.

She planned to go there quietly and steal things here quietly. The place is a bit remote, and she can't escape at all, so she can only ask for help outside.

With light force, she slowly pushed the door gap open a little bit, then squatted on the ground, lowered her body, and slowly moved inside.

When she reached Jiang Beimo's clothes, she quickly reached into his pants, groped, and finally found a black ultra-thin mobile phone.

Joyful in her heart, Qiao Weiwei immediately took out her mobile phone, then squatted down again, quietly returned to the same way, and left the bathroom, although she didn't close the door again.

After returning to the bedroom, Qiao Weiwei opened her mouth and sucked in big mouthfuls of air, but she was very careful not to make a sound.She was so nervous just now that she didn't dare to breathe out, her heart almost jumped out of her throat.

Qiao Weiwei returned to the bed, still squatting on the floor, with her mobile phone in her hand, ready to call Song Xiaoya for help.

Now she has no one else to turn to.

Jiang Beimo's cell phone didn't have a power-on password. After she turned on the cell phone, she quickly entered Song Xiaoya's cell phone number, then dialed, and then held the cell phone nervously waiting for a response.

The call was connected, but Song Xiaoya's voice was not heard, but the prompt sound on the phone, the user you dialed has turned off the phone.

Qiao Weiwei's heart suddenly turned cold, Xiaoya turned off the phone at this time!

At this moment, a cold voice suddenly sounded from behind her, like a demon awakened, "What are you doing?"

The sudden sound startled Qiao Weiwei. She hurriedly hid the phone behind her back, turned her head with fear, and looked at the man who was approaching step by step.

Jiang Beimo had already taken a bath at this time, and walked out of it wearing a white bathrobe.

He came to her side in a few steps, then bent down and snatched the mobile phone she hid behind her.

He opened the phone's address book and looked at it. Jiang Beimo's face immediately became a little gloomy. He looked at Qiao Weiwei who was sitting on the floor in a panic at this time, and asked coldly, "When did you get it?"

This woman stole her mobile phone and was on the phone just now, asking for help.

Qiao Weiwei didn't say a word, but just looked up at him, her eyes were full of hatred, as if she was gritting her teeth.

Jiang Beimo looked at her with a storm brewing in his eyes, "Don't you even want to talk to me?"

Qiao Weiwei remained silent, she simply turned her head and stopped looking at him.She really didn't want to say a word to this man, she didn't even want to see him.

In his eyes before, she didn't exist at all.Now, she doesn't even count as a person.Otherwise, Jiang Beimo wouldn't treat her like a prisoner.

Seeing Qiao Weiwei turn her head away, without saying a word, even unwilling to look at him again, Jiang Beimo was even more angry.

He bent down suddenly, held Qiao Weiwei's chin with his hand, and forced her to look at him, "Speak!"

Qiao Weiwei gritted her teeth, still glaring at him, "I have nothing to say to the person who imprisoned me."

In the eyes, the hatred is not concealed.

Jiang Beimo also noticed this from her eyes. Those big eyes that were once full of tenderness towards him were now full of deep hatred.

Oh, what an irony.

"Is it that difficult to obey me obediently?" Jiang Beimo asked her angrily.

If she is willing to be the same as before, he can let her go immediately.

She opened her eyes wide and stared at him, "Don't even think about it!"

She was already disappointed in him, and now, for this man, she had no other feelings except hatred.

The current Jiang Beimo was still talking to her in a superior manner, which made Qiao Weiwei understand that she still had the same position in his heart as before, that is - she had no place at all.

This kind of staring made Qiao Weiwei even more resistant, an instinctive resistance born from the bottom of her heart.

This feeling of being looked down upon by him is more uncomfortable than him not seeing her for two years.

"Why?" Jiang Beimo didn't understand, why did she become like this?
"Since you can't afford to love, then don't love, it's as simple as that." At this moment, Qiao Weiwei said what was in her heart unequivocally, not only did she stop loving, but also turned into hate.

Qiao Weiwei said this sentence not only for Jiang Beimo, but also for herself.She hated this man who treated her so cruelly, and loved his cruel torture to her.

"..." Qiao Weiwei's words made Jiang Beimo's body tremble slightly.

Since she can't afford to love him, she doesn't love him anymore. In other words, she used to love him.

When did this happen, why did he never know, never found out?
"you hate me?"

"hatred!"

When he heard these words, Jiang Beimo's heart suddenly ached. The simple words sounded so harsh to his ears.

The next moment, he let go of her jaw.

Just when Qiao Weiwei thought she could breathe a sigh of relief, Jiang Beimo suddenly picked her up from the ground, and then threw her heavily into the middle of the window.

He was very angry, inexplicably wanting to explode Z, wanting to ruthlessly tear this woman apart.

Then, he stepped forward, bent down and pressed her down, making her unable to move.He lowered his head suddenly, and began to bite her neck with his lips.

The familiar scene shrouded, and Qiao Weiwei immediately felt the familiar fear, and the previous memories began to make her feel scared.

Apart from the pain in her body and the despair in her heart, she couldn't feel anything at this moment.

She kept struggling, although there were many injuries on her body, the pain in her knees and ankles, but she couldn't care about it anymore.

While struggling, she freed up a hand, and took out a sharp fragment from under the pillow, and then pushed Jiang Beimo away with all her strength.

When Jiang Beimo came to his senses, he found that there was a fragment of a porcelain bowl in her hand from nowhere, and she was pressing it hard on her neck.

(End of this chapter)