Warm marriage, my domineering president

57. Qiao Mosheng, do you love me?

57. Qiao Mosheng, do you love me?She froze for a moment, her eyes were full of surprise, and his thin lips had already moved down her graceful and small chin, leaving deep, shallow and dense scars on her neck.

"Hmm...Brother——" She came back to her senses, trembling and struggling, but she couldn't shake his shackles at all.His strength was so powerful that it made her feel scared at the moment, and he was still injured.

He didn't care about her struggles, thin lips continued to explore her body, kissed her intently, with fascination in his eyes, his breathing gradually became heavy, the big hands holding her hands couldn't help but slowly loosened, and she broke free from his shackles , reached out to hold his handsome face, and said softly, "Brother, stop... stop, okay?"

Hearing her voice, Jian Shenyang paused, looked at her little face, and didn't speak for a while.

Qiao Mosheng moved slowly, touched his face slowly, looked at him intently, and spoke in a soft voice, not afraid, nor complaining, not begging, but discussing, "Brother ……OK?"

Jian Shenyang withdrew his gaze, let her go slowly, saw the dense red spots on her chest and neck, and slowly pursed her thin lips.

She is like the white and delicate skin of a newborn baby, but now it is covered with marks, which looks extremely frightening.

Seeing him staring at her body all the time, Qiao Mosheng was so ashamed that she immediately took the quilt to cover her delicate body, revealing only a white and tender face, and then slowly sat up.

He looked deeply into her eyes.She didn't cry, and there was no fear, accusation or anger in her eyes as he thought.She looked at him seriously, even with a warmth that shouldn't exist at this time.

He pursed his thin lips, and suddenly called out, "Qiao Mosheng."

Qiao Mosheng was stunned for a moment, "Huh?"

"you love Me?"

Qiao Mosheng was almost choked by his own saliva, and before he could speak, he said in a calm and emotionless tone: "Otherwise, why aren't you angry when I treated you like that just now? Even if we are husband and wife, it is rape within marriage if I treat you like that , you have every reason to be angry. And, if you don’t love me, and get close to me every time, why? You are such a saint, so great? Can you tolerate me even if I do these things?”

It was rare for him to talk so much at once. Qiao Mosheng paused, shook her head and smiled, looking at him with warm eyes, her voice was soft and waxy, without any sharpness, warm as a spring, refreshing, "This is the same as It doesn't matter if the Virgin is great or not. Because you have never intended to do anything to me, I can see it, and you stopped when I told you to stop, so why should I be angry?"

When he tore her clothes at first, she was really angry, thinking he was serious, but when she asked him to stop, she saw his deep and complicated eyes that she couldn't understand, her heart was calm settled down.

So she didn't make a mistake in judgment from the beginning, and he really didn't really want to do anything to her.

Hearing this, Jian Shenyang suddenly pursed her thin lips, sneered, and before she could speak, Qiao Mosheng suddenly grabbed his hand, the small palm was only half as wide as his, so just grabbed his few fingers, Holding the shaker and shaker, he smiled Mimi and said, "Brother, although I'm not angry, it's not good to be so scary all the time. Don't be like this in the future, okay? Let's talk if we have something to say."

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