It is rumored that the emperor rarely has a hidden disease

Listening to Jing Sichen's words, Lin Lulu was tongue-tied, and the anger bursting out of his chest was even more "cracking".

Look at the way he settles accounts!

As if she was a scumbag who lifted her trousers and refused to admit it.

look!

That's what he is!
He clearly did things for other girls, but he kept saying that she was sorry for him.

That arrogant and domineering look made her unable to help wondering if she was wrong.

He gave her this honor and let her stay by his side, she should be grateful, thank God.

She doesn't!
"It doesn't matter! It doesn't matter! It doesn't matter! Holding hands, hugging, kissing or even pressing back and forth, which time was I willing? Every time you force it regardless of people's wishes, you and I are... um—"

Before she finished speaking, he directly grabbed her into his arms and kissed her domineeringly.

He drove straight in without explaining, teasing the sweetness between her lips and teeth, indulging his desire to kiss, and hugging her tightly with both hands, not letting her escape.

The more she resisted, the more passionately he kissed.

He vowed to kiss and submit to all her nonsense.

She stared at him with wide eyes, and that look almost made her hate him.

Pushing him, kicking him, biting him, but nothing could match his strength.

Especially wanting to be soft in his kiss as if even the body surrendered, losing the rationality and dignity that should be there.

She felt unfair, especially wronged.

If she is just a substitute, then can she not do it?
Jing Rou is not dead, the two of them go to be happy and free, seize all the time to love each other, don't be an eyesore, okay?
Why should she be a plaything that he plays with in the palm of his hand?

The more I think about it, the more I feel dissatisfied.

The more I think about it, the more painful I feel.

She bit his lip hard, no longer softening her heart, even if she tasted the smell of blood, she did not let go.

There was an attitude that as long as he didn't let go of her, she wouldn't let go.

In this way, the two brazenly clashed on the street.

In the past, Lin Lulu would never dare.

But a wave of anger supported her, and she had the right to pretend that she didn't want to be so shameless, and she wanted to compete with him to see who was more powerful.

In the end, he still compromised.

Her eyes fell on the silk book that she was holding tightly in her hands, a corner of which had been burned away by the fire, and something fierce surged in her black eyes.

"Who gave you the courage?" The cold tone was full of danger, and the volume of the mouth was even cruel, "Yan Moshen? Suddenly found that there is an excellent man waiting for you, opening the door for you at any time , so you don't have any worries, and you want to run into his arms? Do you think even if I can't do it, there is still him? That's right! Yan Moshen looks like he is indeed a good man."

"However, what should I do?" He grabbed her chin, and his fingertips turned shockingly white, "You have no choice! The woman I fancy can only be used by me in this lifetime!"

"If he dares to look at you more than once, I'll dig out his eyeballs!"

"If he dares to touch you, I'll break his hand!"

"If he dares to take you away, I will destroy his family and ruin his reputation, so that he will never have a bright future in his life!"

"How dare you touch him! I'll never end with you!" she yelled at him.

He was even more enraged, "The more you protect him, the more miserable his fate will be! Lin Lulu, you will never try to escape from me! This body of yours can only be mine! Lie on your stomach, if you want you to sit, you can sit, unless one day I get tired of playing and reward you to others..."

"Snapped--"

Before she could finish her cruel words, she suddenly raised her hand and slapped him on the face.

The voice was extremely crisp, and the slap marks on his face were also obvious.

At this moment, the dry and hot wind suddenly became bitter, as if he was carrying a knife, and everyone who stopped around hurriedly fled.

"Lin! Lu! Lu!" The black eyes narrowed slightly, bursting into a murderous anger.

She beat him because of Yan Moshen?

No one has dared to treat him like this since he grew up so big!

Lin Lulu looked at his out-of-control hand and slowly clenched his fist. Even though his whole body was shaking with fear, he still mustered up the courage to look at him.

Her ruddy face had already turned pale from anger, and tears rolled down uncontrollably, one drop after another.

She looked at him and wiped away her tears unwillingly.

However, more will be added.

"It's all your fault! It's all your fault!" She cried and hit him on the chest, screaming with all her strength, "Why do you think you chose me as a playmate, and I have to cooperate willingly ?
Since you like Jingrou so much, you should be with her!

how?

Is it because she dare not accept you because of her body, you are sad, so you want to find someone to stimulate her?
It just so happens that I'm that unlucky tool guy?

Then she has already been provoked to the point of wanting you, and your goal has been achieved, why still refuse to let me go?

If you want a substitute, wouldn't it be better to find a woman to have plastic surgery like her?
Why do you have to arrest me alone?

Uncle, please forgive me!

I don't want to play with you anymore!
I owe you kindness, can I use other methods?
Please let me go!
good or not? "

Crying, typing, word for word, she was so sad that she almost stopped breathing.

With the strength withdrawn from her body bit by bit, she squatted down on the ground, buried her head in her knees, and couldn't hold it anymore, crying loudly.

"Wow--"

The crying was earth-shattering and disturbing.

Jing Sichen panicked.

He could predict that Jingrou would say a lot of nasty things to Lin Lulu, but after all, he thought highly of that "innocent" sister.

He didn't want to guess Jingrou too sinisterly, but seeing Lin Lulu crying miserably, he knew that he was too reserved.

The trauma that Jingrou brought to Lin Lulu's heart may not heal in a short while.

He made her cry again.

Now that he thought she was letting him down.

Bending down, he raised his hand and stroked the top of her hair.

a bit.

Twice.

It was a tenderness he had never had in his life.

"Lulu." The soft words seemed to overflow from his heart, he looked at her, his brows frowned slightly, "Tell me, what should I do to let you go?"

She was stunned.

Raising his head, his blurred vision just met his.

The coldness in those black eyes dissipated, and what was left was self-blame, helplessness, grievance, irritability, and guilt.

He wiped away her tears one by one with his fingertips, cherishing and attaching so much importance to them.

"I'm sorry." The corners of his lips raised a slight arc, and he sighed, "There is more."

After a pause, he opened his thin lips again: "I like you."

The deep and mellow voice overflowed from between the lips and teeth, the radian deepened, and even the voice became firmer, and what came out of his mouth was the joy that could not be held back for a long time.

"I like you! Lin Lulu!"