Getting Married One Night

Wen Nanzhi's body rolled hard. Even if she couldn't see the person in front of her, she felt that the surrounding air was condensing because of the man's proximity.

She held her breath for fear that her breath would annoy the people in front of her.

She felt that she had been surrounded by danger and would suffocate the next moment.

"No... No." Wen Nanzhi said with difficulty.

She felt her hands pressed down in her ears, and the fan with her palm played a few strands of her hair, and her heart stopped like fear.

The man's face was in front of her. She was afraid to press down her breath. The breath sprayed by the man on her face was hot and dangerous.

This man is Mr. Gong in Qian Huiru's mouth, Gong Shen.

She married just to calm Gong Shen's anger.

"The Wen family is only equipped with one position!"

As soon as the hoarse voice fell, Wen Nanzhi's body was turned over by the palace.

At this time, Wen Nanzhi found a big mirror and could clearly see herself kneeling under Gong Shen in such humiliation.

Wen Nanzhi's body was shaking all the time, tears washed her cheeks, and her mouth trembled and shouted to let her go.

Gong Shen stared at her with an excited face and snorted, "cry, continue to cry."

......

She didn't dare to look at the mirror in front of her, so she had to close her eyes and force herself not to make that shameful sound.

Gong Shen saw Wen Nanzhi bury her cheek in the quilt, pull her short hair, lift her head up and look at the mirror.

"Show me clearly! Say! Who am I!"

Wen Nan Zhi shook his head and refused to say.

Wen Nan Zhi just looked at everything empty with her red eyes.

Afterwards, he threw Wen Nanzhi on the bed like a rag doll, twisted his neck and looked at her condescending.

He took a cigarette between his fingers and puffed, "come on! Give me this rotten goods back to Wen's house! I want Wen's house to know the end of cheating me!"

Wen Nanzhi's remaining reason still remembers Qian Huiru's warning that to save her mother is to stabilize Gong Shen.

"No, please don't send me back!"

"Beg me?" Gong Shen pinched Wen Nanzhi's chin. "Is this how you beg me?"

Wen Nanzhi moved his body and felt that every inch of flesh and bone was hurting, but he still had to kneel in front of Gong Shen and pleaded, "don't send me back, please, Mr. Gong."

Gong Shen sat down in his chair and waited silently, obviously dissatisfied with her begging for mercy.

The man outside the door had knocked, "Mr. Gong, we're in."

"Don't!" Wen Nanzhi shouted naked. He got up shaking and walked hard to Gong Shen. He knelt in front of him with his knees bent. "Mr. Gong, please, i... I will do well."

Gong Shen motioned for people to step back, then pulled her up, dragged her all the way and threw her into a bathtub full of cold water.

The cold water without a roof made her limbs stiff and made her difficult to breathe.