Cold-hearted young master and revenge bride

With a cold smile, he took her body in one hand and walked towards the bedroom. With one hand, he untied her shirt button. She screamed, "let me go, let me go..."

But she just made a sound, her mouth had been blocked by him. He walked through the living room, kicked open the bedroom door and easily left her on the bed.

His hand a force, her coat has been he easily off, leaving only a tight black sweater. The clothes that wrap her body wrap her exquisite curves in a concave convex shape. There was an irrepressible desire in his eyes.

She huddled behind the bed, and he didn't give her a chance to breathe. Soon it was on her. A pair of powerful hands stroked under her sweater.

Her hand clung to his shoulder, trying to break free from him. However, he leaned down and held the pink on her chest. In the strong hatred, the most primitive desire rises and falls under his wanton provocation.

She was ashamed of the compromise of her body. She stopped struggling, just biting her lips and resisting the desire of her body.

In the face of the man who oppressed her and abused her wantonly, she opened her mouth low with a wooden face after great pain: "Qi Aozhi, you always know, I have loved you since I was a teenager. In my heart, you have always been the only one I want to marry

She felt a momentary stiffness in his body. He stopped and raised himself with his hands. His dark eyes were very close to her, and his face was almost on her face. His eyes stayed on her, ethereal and deep.

What was she like in her teens? Like the little princess in a fairy tale, she often wears a white princess skirt with flashing film and follows him. Like his shadow, she always brings him warm and happy shadow.

She finally had a little chance to breathe, and she went on: "you cancelled the wedding when you got married. My father is now lying in the hospital. Life is better than death, and you married your beloved. I used to hate you so much that I wanted to die with you. But now, I don't hate any more, and please let me go, OK? "

He looked at her stubborn eyes. Even now she was begging him, her tone was still so stubborn and unwilling to admit defeat. However, the former share of youth do not know the taste of carefree already quietly away.

He came down from her and turned over, his back leaning against the head of the bed.

He drew a cigarette from the cigarette box on the bedside table and lit it slowly. His eyes looked at the front, a pair of dark eyes deep bottomless: "in fact, you should not ask me, but should go to pray for your father, pray that he did not do bad things in his life."

Her heart was shocked. She didn't care about her father's business before, just vaguely. She knew that her father might not be so clean when he started early. She was not sure that her father had never done anything against his will, but it was her father and she had to defend him.

She bit her lip, put down all self-esteem and pride, and said: "Qi Aozhi, now my father's body has collapsed. For the sake of... I've loved you for so many years, let him and me go, OK? I beg you