Newlyweds are not lonely

Chapter 142 I Want a Divorce
Han Yuxin felt that every cell was struggling to expand. The more Ling Yuyao downplayed it, the more scared she became. She regretted it to death now, and shouldn't have slapped impulsively, but it was her subconscious action.

"Han Yuxin." Ling Yuyao suddenly called Han Yuxin's name in a strangely gentle tone.

"Hmm...?" Han Yuxin moistened her dry throat, feeling overwhelmed. Ling Yuyao's indifferent and calm expression made her more and more uneasy.

Ling Yuyao stretched out his hand to bring her into him even more, the tall and straight body formed a sharp contrast with her frail and petite.

Han Yuxin didn't dare to refuse at the moment, so he could only use his stiff body to protest silently. Ling Yuyao's reaction was too weird. If he said he wasn't angry, it must be false. From the blue veins in his big hands, you can see Who will be gentle after being slapped in the face of anger that is about to explode?

"You are my wife, my woman. You have no reason or right to refuse my touch, you know?" Ling Yuyao raised his sword eyebrows, adding a bit of arrogance and domineering, cold The glow finally burst out from the black eyes.

"..." Han Yuxin's fingers were tightly clenched together, and her teeth were biting the inner wall of her mouth, and she could feel the fishy sweetness in her throat.

Ling Yuyao's fiery and strong body imprisoned Han Yuxin's cold body, and through a silky nightdress, he portrayed her graceful figure physically.

Han Yuxin mustered up all his courage, and broke away from Ling Yuyao's embrace suddenly. Sure enough, he saw Ling Yuyao's handsome face was gloomy, and his eyes stayed on the five finger prints on Ling Yuyao's right face. He deliberately changed the subject, trying to please Ling Yuyao, " I'm sorry, I shouldn't have hit someone just now, if you feel angry you can call back, I have absolutely no complaints."

Ling Yuyao held Han Yuxin's jaw with one hand, the expression on his face was unpredictable, and there was a mocking smile on his lips, "You think I won't be able to do it?"

Immediately, the smile on her lips deepened, looking extremely weird, her rough fingers gently rubbed her sharp chin, and there was restrained anger in her low voice, "Don't you know that men often punish women by not hitting them with their hands?" ?”

Han Yuxin stood there in a daze, her beautiful shadow like night mist was reflected by the transparent floor-to-ceiling windows, she didn't know how to continue, let alone how she could avoid Ling Yuyao tonight, as long as she thought of Ling Yuyao marrying For her own reasons, she subconsciously wanted to avoid Ling Yuyao.

"Come here." Ling Yuyao ordered in a low voice to Han Yuxin who quietly pushed away a few steps.

Han Yuxin froze in place without moving, the aristocratic arrogance in Ling Yuyao's tone made her back stiff.

"Come here." Ling Yuyao repeated in a deep voice, one of his hands had already been clenched tightly subconsciously, because he had to use this method to fill up the anger in his heart, once this anger erupted, then he would Will turn into a total beast!
Who gave her the courage to refuse his touch, dare to slap him?

"Ling Yuyao, why did you marry me?" Han Yuxin asked suddenly, her eyes kept looking out of the window, never looking at Ling Yuyao, her voice was stiff, as if the voice didn't come from her body.

"You've asked this question many times." Ling Yuyao's black eyes were filled with gloom, and his voice was a little cold.

"It's the last time." Han Yuxin suddenly turned his small face to look at Ling Yuyao with a gentle movement. There was a slight smile on his beautiful face. The moonlight was shining brightly, but it was as cold as frost and snow.

"If I want to marry you, I will naturally marry you." Ling Yuyao's body shook slightly, and then he replied indifferently, his pupils flashed with dark and blue waves, as if his private thoughts were being teased, causing huge waves.

"Really?" Han Yuxin stared at Ling Yuyao neither humble nor overbearing, with a slight smile on his lips, but the air between the two seemed to be cold, "I met Jiang Xiaorou today."

Suddenly, Ling Yuyao narrowed his cold eyes, and the expression on his face changed again and again, "What did she tell you?"

"Do you really want to know?" Ling Yuyao's question pierced the place where Han Yuxin had been suppressed all night. His cold fingertips touched the skirt, quietly, with an imperceptible shiver.

Ling Yuyao didn't make a sound, but narrowed his long and narrow eyes half-closed dangerously.

"He said that you married me because you want me to be a surrogate." From the corner of Han Yuxin's eyes, he saw Ling Yuyao's big hands tightly clenched together, exuding a terrifying hostility, as strong as if he could judge life and death.

"What else did you say?" Ling Yuyao gritted his teeth, his eyes gradually turned sullen, showing a cold black-blue light.

Han Yuxin's heart gradually became cold, his already cold hands and feet became even more stiff, his fingers became tighter and tighter, and he seemed to have an urge to go all out, and yelled at him: Why do you want Jiang Xiaorou to become pregnant? ! ! !

Ling Yuyao strode forward suddenly, stretched out his hand and tightly grasped Han Yuxin's arm, the force made her tremble uncontrollably, but she still bit her lips tightly to prevent herself from shouting.

Ling Yuyao's stern voice raged in her ears, he gritted his teeth, every word seemed to use up all his strength, "Did she tell you everything?"

As the voice fell, Han Yuxin raised her head reflexively to look at Ling Yuyao, and she finally saw Ling Yuyao's outburst of anger clearly. His cold and hard face seemed to be burning with flames, showing an almost ferocious look.

Han Yuxin stared at Ling Yuyao in a daze. Suddenly, she avoided his gloomy and dark eyes in a daze, and her voice became more ethereal in the huge living room, "She told me everything."

When he raised his eyes and looked towards Ling Yuyao, the picturesque little face gradually returned to calmness, more of a kind of coldness, "Are you still going to tell the truth?"

"..." Ling Yu's dazzling light froze for a moment, and his facial expression also became a little stiff.

"You married me because you wanted me to be a surrogate, right?" Han Yuxin's words almost came out of her throat, without a single word, as if her throat was burned and then frozen, it was uncomfortable Terrible.

"Yes." Ling Yuyao still stood there stiffly, even his dark pupils were stiff, and occasionally only sharp eyes were drawn out.

"If I'm not wrong, Jiang Xiaorou shouldn't be able to conceive, right?" Han Yuxin asked faintly with her squirming red lips. The delicate red lips with lip gloss formed a strong contrast with her pale cheeks.

Han Yuxin didn't understand why he suddenly felt so heartbroken that it was difficult to breathe, and his throat was blocked, as if he had exhausted the strength he had accumulated for decades to say a word.

"That's right." Ling Yuyao stood there coldly, a cold blue light appeared in his deep pupils.

"No wonder, no wonder...all you have shown before is just to let me fall in love with you, and then give you a surrogate for her, isn't it?" Han Yuxin smiled disappointedly, and the moonlight lingered quietly behind her , as if her whole body was shrouded in a faint white mist.

"...you are very smart." Ling Yuyao said calmly, and there was no expression of joy or anger on the engraved handsome face.

Although she knew that Ling Yuyao's answer would be like this, Han Yuxin's heart was still stung. She stared at him blankly, and then forced a smile, "It's a pity... Is it too early for me to know the truth?"

"What do you mean?" Ling Yuyao raised his cold voice, his thick eyebrows raised slightly, and his eyes became cold.

"I didn't fall in love with you, Ling Yuyao, I didn't fall in love with you at all, not even the slightest bit of love." Han Yuxin slowly closed her eyes, and she forced herself to stand stiffly, not daring to reveal the pain and trembling in her heart Go out for a penny.

She was trying to order her throbbing heart to become numb.

She doesn't love him, yes, she never fell in love with him!

"You!" Ling Yuyao suddenly felt a nameless anger slowly piled up in his chest, even igniting his whole body, and every word that came out of Han Yuxin's mouth was like a small needle with a sharp root, pierced in the his heart.

Han Yuxin's trembling eyes stared at Ling Yuyao for a while, then he pulled the corners of his mouth in self-consciousness, smiled softly like a flower, and said softly: "Am I wrong? The marriage between us was originally an unfair transaction. Now I finally know why you married me, for your Jiang Xiaorou, for other women, I am just a tool in your eyes!"

At the end of the voice, there was an uncontrollable intrusion into the coldness.

After being silent for a few seconds, Ling Yuyao spoke again slowly, "Now that things are up to now, since you know I won't hide it from you, that's right, if Jiang Xiaorou wasn't infertile, I wouldn't be able to marry you. The purpose of marrying you at the beginning was It is to let you be a surrogate, as long as you give birth to a child and the Ling family has an heir, I can be with the woman I love..."

He could clearly see the hatred welling up from the bottom of her eyes little by little, converging into a vast river from dots and dots.

Whether it’s good or bad, if you don’t love it, then hate it.

"Ha..." Han Yuxin suddenly felt like laughing, and in the next second, a crisp laughter escaped from her red lips. Her smile was so charming and brilliant that it froze the air around her, and the mist around her eyes disappeared. Laughed.

Ling Yuyao slammed forward and pulled Han Yuxin to her side. Her laughter like a silver bell almost sliced ​​his head open, making his eardrums ring.

"What are you laughing at? Damn it, you can still laugh at this moment!" Ling Yuyao held her hand very hard, ruthlessly, as if he wanted to crush her in his palm.

At such a close distance, he realized that her eyes were shining brightly. At this moment, he suddenly felt that he wanted to stop her laughter even more.

"Why don't I laugh? I think you are so ridiculous! Do you think Jiang Xiaorou is infertile?" Han Yuxin resisted the pain in his palm, and kept a cool smile on his picturesque face.

It seemed that this was a competition between her and him, if she lost her smile or he let go, they would be the one who lost first.

The surrounding air seemed to gradually freeze, and the strong masculine breath of his body was still rippling from the tip of her nose, but her eyes were blurred, as if a layer of steam had floated up, gradually confusing her future path in life.

In this endless darkness, Han Yuxin smiled so bleakly...

Exudes a lonely atmosphere that cannot be escaped...

I don't know how long the two have been deadlocked like this. Han Yuxin slowly turned around and looked at the image refracted on the floor-to-ceiling windows. Her long hair was coiled lazily behind her head and fell quietly. Under the moonlight, the diamond glowed coldly. Luxurious shine.

Suddenly feeling that this hair looked extremely disgusting, Han Yuxin stretched out his hands and pulled at her hair vigorously, just because Ling Yuyao once said that he loved her hair.

No matter what, he pulled fiercely, with only one purpose!
Ling Yuyao looked at Han Yuxin in front of him, and wanted to step forward to stop her increasingly crazy behavior, but seeing her pale face and cold eyes, he dared not take a step forward.

Suddenly, Han Yuxin turned around abruptly, and walked quickly towards the direction of the stairs, his footsteps were hasty as if there was a beast chasing after him.

Han Yuxin walked more and more anxiously, as if he was bewitched, and even tripped several times because of his own obsession.

She walked too engrossed to notice that Ling Yuyao, who was standing behind her and watching her figure, gradually showed a trace of tension in his eyes.

In the next second, Ling Yuyao didn't dare to think too much, and followed quickly.

Han Yuxin walked desperately and went straight to the dressing room.

fake……

Fake, everything is fake...

She had always suspected that his purpose of marrying her would not be simple, but she never thought it would be so unbearable...

Why does President Ling dote on his wife the most...

What birthday cooking...

What occasional tenderness...

Is it all just a play he puts on in order to make her fall in love with him and become a surrogate?
Han Yuxin was still in a hurry, she was searching, her panicked eyes kept searching in the corner of the dressing room.

She wants a strand of hair to disappear!
Han Yuxin's gaze was completely scattered, at this moment she couldn't see anything clearly, she couldn't hear anything, she was just looking, looking...

Suddenly, a shiny object came into her eyes, and Han Yuxin rushed there like crazy, the scissors lying on the table, shining silvery like moonlight.

"Han Yuxin, what are you going to do!" Ling Yuyao looked at Han Yuxin in shock. When she saw the direction of her gaze, her heart sank suddenly, and even her hoarse voice began to tremble.

"I don't want it... I don't want it... I don't want it..." Han Yuxin seemed to be talking to himself, and finally grabbed the sharp scissors with his slender fingers like green onions.

"Damn it, what are you going crazy for!" Ling Yuyao hurried forward, grabbed Han Yuxin's wrist, and stopped her next move.

"Go away! Don't worry about me, I want to cut off my love with you!!" Han Yuxin tilted his head slightly, and kept unfolding the scissors on his right hand to cut his hair, just randomly cutting it.

The black hair fell in twos and threes following her scissors, and after a while, the ground was covered with a thin layer of hair.

"Let go! Shen Han Yuxin, did you hear me? I order you to let go!" Ling Yuyao roared, not knowing how much strength came from her who was usually thin, and he tried so hard to stop her, but still couldn't stop her right hand The scissors desperately cut towards his long hair.

Han Yuxin stopped making a sound, and kept moving her hands. She kept saying silently in her heart, no, she doesn't want it!
"Damn it!" Ling Yuyao cursed, and Han Yuxin just kept tearing up.

Han Yuxin was resisted by Ling Yuyao, and his right hand became even more messy. He didn't care about his long black hair like a waterfall, and cut it recklessly. He mustered all the strength in his body and tried hard...

"Han Yuxin—" Ling Yuyao roared angrily, seeing that she was in a state of confusion, and the pair of scissors was about to be inserted into a bunch of hair she was pulling tightly——

Before she had time to think about it, Ling Yuyao let go of her shoulder with her right hand and moved towards the blade of the scissors.

Regardless of the pain of the blade in his hand, Ling Yuyao snatched the scissors from the hand of the almost crazy Han Yuxin, and the blood slid down his right palm drop by drop, forming a small puddle of blood on the ground.

"Give it to me! Give it to me!" Han Yuxin seemed to be crazy, she only saw the sharp scissors in her eyes, she threw herself towards Ling Yuyao who was behind her, and grabbed the scissors on his right hand.

"Han Yuxin, have you gone crazy enough?" Ling Yuyao stepped back while raising his right hand, his thin lips were tightly pursed, and his tight chin showed that he was extremely angry at this time.

Blood dripped drop by drop along the palm of his hand. Due to his strength and anger, his right hand began to use force involuntarily, gripping the blades of the scissors even harder, as if he would pinch the scissors if he could. broken.

Han Yuxin seemed to be crazy, desperately trying to grab the scissors in his right hand.

Ling Yuyao waved her big hand, and when she was close to the bed, she swung her whole body on the bed. The next second, she shook off the scissors in her right hand, and Wei'an's body oppressed her.

"Let go of me, let me go! Ling Yuyao, I won't be slaughtered by you, I want a divorce, I want a divorce!" Han Yuxin kept kicking her legs towards Ling Yuyao, her hands tightly clenched into fists , Desperately hit Ling Yuyao's chest.

"Damn it, you still dare to think about divorce!" Ling Yuyao used his legs to suppress her kicking legs, grabbed her hands with his big hands, and imprisoned them on top of her head. Hold her shoulder hard to prevent her from twisting like a madman.

"Why don't I get a divorce! I want a divorce, I want a divorce!" Han Yuxin's voice was almost hysterical, every word seemed to burst out from the root of her teeth, as if Ling Yuyao in front of her was a beast that she couldn't avoid, and she was about to collapse all his thoughts.

And her hands that Ling Yuyao raised and imprisoned above her head were also congested with blood on her wrists and her hair, and her nails turned white due to the force.

"I'm not afraid to take the trouble to tell you again, you will never even think about getting divorced in this life, you just die, you can't." Ling Yuyao burst out a series of growls, his chest heaving unsteadily, and his eyes were stained red with anger, like bloodthirsty Rakshasa is terrifying.

Han Yuxin felt that he was almost deaf by Ling Yuyao's growl, but he could hear the last words very clearly.

It was as clear as the heaviest vow in his life, so heavy that Han Yuxin's breathing even trembled.

I vaguely remembered that he once told her.

Even if she dies, the words Mrs. Ling will be engraved on her tombstone.

I finally knew, and finally understood, what was the meaning of what he said at that time...

"I will sue, Ling Yuyao, I will definitely sue you, I will definitely divorce you!" Han Yuxin pursed her lips tightly, the crystal tears gathered and condensed again in her big eyes, and there was even a hint of love in her tone hate.

"Ha, sue, I want to see how you go to sue! From tonight onwards, without my permission, you don't even think about leaving Ling's house." Ling Yuyao sneered coldly, as if looking at the plaything in his pocket Same.

"You want to imprison me? Ling Yuyao, this is against the law!" Han Yuxin's eyes widened suddenly, and he looked at Ling Yuyao in disbelief, his voice was so shrill for the first time.

"So what if you are imprisoned, let alone you are my wife." Cen Leng's thin lips slowly curled up, almost in an arc that could destroy Han Yuxin.

"You—you are so scary!" Han Yuxin looked at Ling Yuyao in horror, and at the moment when his thin lips were slightly hooked, she seemed to see a devil's smile.

"I suddenly feel that I should do something more terrible to punish you, otherwise my little wife will not behave well." Ling Yuyao let go of her right hand that was touching her shoulder, and it was still circling bloodshotly on her chest.

"What are you going to do?" Han Yuxin gritted his teeth and looked at Ling Yuyao.

"What do you think?" Ling Yuyao tore off Han Yuxin's clothes vigorously. There was no lust in his eyes that would have appeared in the past, but he just wanted to vent purely.

"It's up to you." Han Yuxin suppressed a trace of fear, raised her sharp chin, looked at Ling Yuyao stubbornly, and said with a sneer.

"Damn it, did you do it on purpose?" Ling Yuyao seemed to have reached the limit of his patience, and suddenly let out a low growl, as if a wounded beast urgently needed to fight back!

"Didn't you want me to be a surrogate? I'm here, and you can do whatever you want." The cold smile on Han Yuxin's lips gradually became clear, but Ling Yuyao was shocked to see it.

The sparkling tears in the eyes have not yet receded, but in the black and white pupils, they are gradually rendered into the most translucent gorgeous colors.

Ling Yuyao seemed to be stimulated by the light in Han Yuxin's eyes, and her white lace corset was stained red with blood.

Junlian bent down and bit her red lips fiercely, until he felt the sweetness of blood and still did not relax his strength.

Han Yuxin didn't move, didn't make a sound, even the pain only made her frown slightly, and then she was like a puppet with a broken thread.

no life...

no breath...

"I'm not interested in a woman's corpse-like body." Ling Yuyao suddenly withdrew from Han Yuxin's body, and took two steps back, with contempt and disdain on his engraved face.

"I will definitely get a divorce..." Han Yuxin stared at the ceiling with empty eyes, her voice was low and inaudible.

"Dream." Ling Yuyao stopped walking towards the outside of the bedroom, and after replying coldly, he started walking again.

Han Yuxin bit her lips tightly, leaving deep tooth marks in addition to the blood on it, and the blood in her body was freezing and cooling little by little.

(End of this chapter)