Priceless New Bride: Accidentally Offending The Dangerous CEO

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"Why did you do this?" Finally, Catherine opened her mouth with great doubt.

Kristin looked proud and waited for her to say that she was satisfied and liked it. Unexpectedly, she said so!

If he read it correctly, is it an interrogative sentence?

Shi.t!

What did he do that she didn't know yet?

Was the brain flooded or kicked by the donkey? I couldn't see what he was doing in this case.

"You don't know what I'm doing?" Kristin approached her with a cold face, her muscular body clinging to her, clasping her jaw, forcing her to look at herself.

The deep eyes are like two abyss, they can't see the side, they can't see the bottom.

His approach, his breath, his body temperature passed to her skin through the cloth, and his heartbeat jumped uncontrollably, like dancing a fierce samba, fanaticism, passion!

"I don't know." His fingertips tightened suddenly, causing her to ache, her brows were wrinkled, and she said word by word: "I don't know, when I was taken away by the US Emperor and vaccinated until After being cured, during this time, your contrasting attitude made me feel uneasy. Christine, I don’t need your sympathy, let alone your pity! You don’t need to feel guilty for me, because, I don’t need it! "

"Poor? Sympathy?" Kristin never felt that these two words were so ironic, that irony of everything he did was like a purposeful joke.

He nodded unceasingly, with anger burning in his eyes, he took off his suit jacket, and immediately unbuttoned his shirt.

Because of his anxiety, the buttons didn't untie a few times. He lowered his curse and tore his hands apart. All the buttons fell to the ground.

Catherine looked at him a little out of control, took a step back, and was immediately caught by her the next second: "I pity you? I still sympathize with you? Catherine, open my eyes and see clearly, see Look at the injuries above, all because of you, thanks to you! Now, you have pity and pity on me, sympathy and sympathy for me, attitude towards me ********Like me to you, dare you dare ?!"

Catherine's eyes widened, looking at the scars of the size of her fingernails on his thin, muscular belly with clear muscles. His eyes turned upward, and he saw the deep scratches on his shoulders, which were so harsh on his white skin. And thriller.

How much effort should be used to make such a deep wound?

There were too many emotions in her eyes. After shock, she couldn't express her distress.

Kristen pointed to the scar on his lower abdomen and said in a cold voice: "Did you see it? It's all thanks to you! If it's not to save you, can I get this shot? Look at this scratch! If not to let You don’t hurt others, do I have to hurt you with my body? When it comes to compassion and pity, should I be the object of sympathy and pity? And, even if you are taken away by the people of the US Emperor No ghosts, no ghosts monsters, my **** guilty to put down your body to do these sympathies for your little guilt. Do you have pity on you? Catherine, you **** tell me, can I do it!"

Perhaps he was shouting too hysterically, or perhaps his words were too shocking for her. Catherine's eyes widened and she looked at him fixedly, unable to say a word.

Yes, he is right.