Don't give it to your wife as a gift, don't want it for nothing

048 I simply don't want to end up being beaten to death by your wife, Qiao Lu, without begging for mercy. She was really beaten to death on the bed by Sheng Mingzhan, no, she passed out directly on the bed.

After a night of indulgence, more than half of the anger in Sheng Mingzhan's heart dissipated. Looking at the woman lying under him, his face was flushed and his body was covered with bruises. This woman is still the baby bump in his heart.

Sheng Mingzhan got up and hugged his baby Pimple, and went into the bathroom. He purposely checked her underside. This time, she was really hurt. It was all his fault. If you are angry, you are angry. Why did you treat her so hard? She was hurt. , It is not myself who is sad and distressed.

After Sheng Mingzhan washed Qiao Lu clean, he put ointment on her place.

Dress her up and carry her back to the bed, hug her and sleep until dawn.

When Qiao Lu woke up in the morning, his body felt exactly the same as the first time, as if he had been severely torn in two.

When she woke up, Sheng Mingzhan was still asleep.

The handsome and extraordinary man, even with half of his face pressed down in sleep, is very charming, but Qiao Lu didn't care to watch it. She thought of all the things last night, and suddenly became angry.

The corpse of her computer lying on the ground was a savage master, how could a stinky man bully her to such an extent.

"Pa——" Qiao Lu slapped Sheng Mingzhan hard without thinking, but when she slapped, Sheng Mingzhan just turned over, and her slap hit Sheng Mingzhan's shoulder. superior.

Qiao Luyi's slap directly woke Sheng Mingzhan up.

Sheng Mingzhan rubbed his aching shoulder, got up and sat on the bed, looked at the little woman with red eyes wrapped in a quilt, and asked, "Did you hit me just now?".

"Hmph...is there anyone else in this room?" Qiao Luyi sneered.

As soon as Qiao Lu lifted the quilt and got out of bed, he picked up the torn computer on the floor, and smashed it on the back of her hand drop by drop.

This computer is filled with many important things of hers, more than 1000 photos of male gods that she collected everywhere, some precious videos of male gods, and the novel manuscripts that she has worked so hard to save for more than two months.

God knows how slow she is at typing. Her novel will be on the shelves next week, and the first update is 20. The computer is broken, the manuscript is gone, and the money is gone. She has been writing novels since the second year of high school to earn tuition and living expenses. [-] Duo Wan's manuscript can earn her two months' expenses, God knows how sad she is now.

She squatted on the ground with bare feet, her small body trembling slightly.

Sheng Mingzhan didn't know whether he should be angry or distressed.

He got out of bed, walked up to her, held back his temper, and stretched out his hand to pull her: "Get up, it's cold in the ground, don't go barefoot, it's easy to get sick."

"Snapped-----"

Qiao Lu shook off his hand heavily, looked up at him, with a hint of disgust in his eyes: "Go away, don't touch me".

As soon as Qiao Lu told herself not to cry, she wiped her tears fiercely and rudely. In this society where the weak prey on the strong, it has always been people who treat me like a fish.

But she, Qiao Luyi, has grown a heart of disobedience.

The disgust in Qiao Lu's eyes completely angered Sheng Mingzhan.

He stretched out his big hand, grabbed her arm, threw her on the bed, and quickly pressed her on top of her.

Qiao Lu smiled self-deprecatingly: "Why, what happened yesterday, Shanda Boss wants to come again, doesn't it taste good? Also, as you said, it's reasonable and reasonable for you to sleep with me."

"Don't laugh like that, true or false, I don't like to watch it." Sheng Mingzhan stretched out his fingers to caress her soft lips.

"Qiao Qiao, last night, I failed to control my temper and hurt you. I apologize, but what about you? Are you aware of your own mistakes? You are already my wife, Sheng Mingzhan, are you I, Sheng Mingzhan's woman, how can you still think about other men here? And that man is my younger brother, Qiao Qiao, how sad I must be like this." Sheng Mingzhan's big hand attached Qiao Lu's heartfelt position, listening to the regular ups and downs of her heart.

Wife, this word is too serious, Qiao Luyi, who is only 20 years old, obviously cannot bear this solemnity.

She pushed Sheng Mingzhan away and sat up: "I don't want to be your wife at all. Sheng Mingzhan marries a woman who doesn't love you at all and insists on staying with you. You should be sad. You are sad, but I am sad."

As soon as Qiao Lu said that, she got out of bed, went to the cloakroom, found a sportswear and put it on. When she came out of the cloakroom, Sheng Mingzhan sat on the bed in a daze, thinking about what Qiao Luyi said just now. I don't want to be your wife at all, the girl he has loved for 12 years in his heart said, she doesn't want to be his wife at all.

Sheng Mingzhan felt that the 12 years he had been waiting for was simply a big joke.

Without even looking at him, Qiao Lu put the broken computer back into the computer bag, and planned to leave with it.

Sheng Mingzhan got off the bed and walked quickly to her, stopping her: "Where are you going?"

Qiao Lu looked expressionless, as if he really hated Sheng Mingzhan, and didn't want to stay by his side for a moment: "You've already slept, you can let me go back to school!"

What she said was like, he brought her back from school yesterday just to have sex with her. He admitted that when he saw her, he couldn't help wanting to sleep with her. He kept sleeping with her, but which man was facing himself The beloved woman doesn't care about this aspect.

But the reason he brought her back from school yesterday was really simple. He just missed her, missed her very much, and wanted to be with her all the time.

Sheng Mingzhan's clenched fist loosened and clenched, clenched and loosened again, suddenly he turned around, and slammed hard against the wall.

With a loud bang, Qiao Lu took a few steps back in shock.

Bright red blood oozed from his fingers immediately.