Your wife is a bit fierce

Chapter 25 Your Fate, Feed the Fish in the Sea
How many women wanted to follow him one after another, but this woman was the first one who dared to refuse him and repeatedly challenged his patience.

Qingyang Lin Xiao met her gaze with a gloomy face.

"Do you know that it will make me unhappy?"

"I only know what will happen to you if you ask me to do something I don't want to do."

Qingyang Lin Xiao sneered: "I want to know, what can you do to me?"

"I will make your life worse than death." Lin Muxue almost squeezed out every word from her throat, with resentment and hatred in her eyes.

Qingyang Lin Xiao grabbed her with a big hand and picked her up. He couldn't help but smile a little more on his gloomy face. He strode out of the bedroom and threw her onto the bed like a ball.

His strength was just right, and he didn't even roll out of the bed, but the elasticity of the mattress was still shaking, making Lin Muxue's chest ache.

"I'll give you a month, and I'll see how you make my life worse than death." Qingyang Lin Xiao challenged her, "As long as you win, I will send you back home safely, otherwise , your fate is to feed the fish in the sea."

His voice was really nice and pleasant to listen to, but against the cruel and bloody words, it was like the vibrato of a demon from hell.

Lin Muxue stared at him with her eyes open, the moisture in the corners of her eyes was crystal clear under the light.

Qingyang Lin Xiao had mixed emotions in his heart, he looked at her big watery eyes, his heart seemed to be bypassed by a feather.

That intractable emotion disturbed his mind, and he suddenly remembered the scene when he was a child, the same big eyes, but brighter and more resplendent than hers, like a ray of soft sunshine blooming in his heart.

He stared at her seriously, and the more he looked at her, the more familiar he became. After a long time, the sentiment caused Qingyang Lin Xiao to look away, and turned to walk to the bathroom. He was still wearing a black T-shirt and hadn't taken a shower yet.

The sound of splashing water sounded, Lin Muxue looked directly at the broken door, white mist filled the doorway, and a sly light flashed across the corner of her eyes.

Just now, she was carried into the bathroom by him, and when she passed the sink, she touched a razor on the table.

Her hands were tied too tightly, her fingers were wrapped, her hands were turned upwards, and she rubbed the hemp rope with a blade. Not to mention that Feilin Muxue had to put in a lot of strength, and the rope was still strangling her wrist, which was getting more and more painful.

Lin Muxue didn't care about the pain from rubbing her wrist at all, she only cared about the speed.

After a while, the rope broke, and the hands were free, but the white skin had already been rubbed with a layer of skin by the rope.

She felt a little numbness in her wrist, but she couldn't care too much. The rope was knotted, and she couldn't untie it no matter what. In the end, she had to cut the rope on her leg with a blade.

Lin Muxue exerted all her strength, but her wrist strength was obviously exhausted, and beads of sweat oozed from her forehead.

The sound of water in the bathroom stopped, Lin Muxue became more and more flustered, and the rope left on her bare feet seemed to have turned into a steel rope.

The dark shadow of the man was projected by the door, and he seemed to be standing by the washstand fiddling with something.

Lin Muxue gritted her teeth and used the remaining strength to cut the rope back and forth.

The man's figure began to move, and the rope fell off.

Lin Muxue seemed to have been reborn, and quickly put the razor under the pillow, and got off the bed. Just when she stood up, her legs were a little weak, and she almost fell to her knees. She supported the side of the bed, and her strength quickly recovered. He pulled his legs and ran to the door.

The hurried footsteps made Qingyang Lin Xiaomeifeng frowned, and strode out of the bathroom, only to see the woman's staggering back disappearing at the cabin door.

Water dripped from his hair, and slowly slid down his angular features.

He unhurriedly picked up the hair dryer and dried his pristine black hair.

He looked relaxed, and the wind sounded "buzzing", and the woman's figure retreated as he expected.

Lin Muxue's face was ashen, and she strode into the house, but Zhong Tong was guarding the door all the time.

He sneered coldly: "Don't think that if you were let go last night, you will have this chance every night."

When she thought about it, she knew that she would leave the room easily last night, and this man probably let her go on purpose.

This man is too scary...

Lin Muxue stared at him, he held his hair with one hand, and held the hair dryer in the other.Her jet-black hair fluctuated up and down in the wind, and her handsome facial features were smiling, as if she was in a good mood.

Even though she hated him, she had to admit that that man was like a mixture of angel and devil.

"You seem to be afraid that people will see your current appearance?" Lin Muxue flashed, as if she had found his weakness.

He had a sweet voice and said casually, "If you want to threaten me with this, you're making a big mistake."

She remembered that he said that no one who saw his original face could live, and she could no longer harm others.

But he let her live alone?

"I saw you too, why didn't you kill me?"

"You want to die?"

"In this world, there is no one who wants to die."

He raised his eyebrows: "In that case, you should be obedient." That tone was like addressing a child.

Lin Muxue walked to the bathroom.

He put down the hair dryer and followed.

She closed the door, and he stretched out his palm to hold the door.

She frowned: "What are you doing?"

He stared at her lazily: "You want to run again?"

"I want to run, but I won't be so stupid as to jump into the sea." There is a window in the bathroom, but outside the window is the endless sea, which is in the same direction as the balcony.

Only then did Qingyang Lin Xiao let go of his hand: "You are wise."

"Bastard!" she cursed, and slammed the door shut and locked it.

His voice sounded through the door: "You are not allowed to take a bath, your body is full of wounds, you can't touch the water."

Ignoring him, she stood in front of the sink, staring at herself in the mirror.

The face without makeup is natural and pure, with delicate features, and the skin is as tender as a baby's.For a woman, beauty can surpass everything, but for her, she has never been proud and excited because of having such a face, not at all.

"Hmph!" Yin Xue suddenly appeared in the mirror, level with her shoulders: "Why are you so worried about this face?"

Lin Muxue suppressed her emotions: "What are you doing here?"

"Watch the show."

As soon as Yin Cece's voice fell, the shutters of the closed window were suddenly knocked open and cracked, and a black shadow fell on Lin Muxue's side through the window. The man was wearing a hood, revealing only a pair of fierce eyes.

She froze, but before she could react, the man in black put his arms around her neck, and pressed a cold pistol against her temple.

Then came two or threes of uniformly dressed men in black jumping in from the window. There were always four of them, and the sound of their footsteps landing was extremely slow, almost inaudible.

Lin Muxue thought of the killers in costume movies, and she was so invisible when she landed lightly.

Qingyang Lin Xiao was lazily leaning against the head of the bed, holding a magazine in his hand, leisurely and leisurely.

(End of this chapter)