Shadow Bride

Su Xingyu asked him the details.

Lin Weilong told her that several fashion brands in the city jointly organized a catwalk. One of the women's clothing brands called "Yuelongsha" had originally asked him to be a photographer, but he recommended her to the other party because of something that happened that day.

The other party saw her work and thought it was good, so Lin Weilong asked her to try it.

Su Xingyu was running out of work, asked Lin Weilong the time, and agreed.

Lin Weilong urged: "Xingyu, work hard! Yueyusha is a good brand, and the clothes are very tasteful. By the way, you can bring a better lens and show your skills. After this set is successful, you will find someone to pick you up. There will be more and more."

Su Xingyu put down the phone, but was worried. How can she have a good camera?

She took out her purse and counted the money on her body. Except for the secondary card given by Lu Shifeng, she only had a small amount of money that she earned sporadically a while ago. It was so pitiful, how could she afford a camera? She sighed, took all the change and went to the largest digital city in the city center, picking and choosing, shopping around, and exerting all her bargaining skills...

Finally, I bought a lens suitable for the camera I have and suitable for taking portraits.

"SLR is poor for three generations..." Su Xingyu went home with the new lens in joy and pain, and secretly made up his mind that this moon gauze catwalk show must be the most perfect, otherwise, how can he be worthy of the equipment she bought with hemorrhage? ?

When I went home, I met Lu Shifeng.

The man did not wait for her to eat today, he had already eaten the meal alone, and walked hurriedly to the study.

As she passed by, she glanced at the equipment in her arms and snorted inaudibly.

Su Xingyu's scalp was numb by his humming, and he was suspicious that he had heard it wrong, but his eyes were so terrifying, it made people shudder, and made her realize one thing deeply again-he didn't like her to engage in photography. dislike.

She didn't want to be extravagant, didn't bring the camera into the bedroom, but put it in the small lounge that he didn't often go to.

At night, she was brutally assaulted by him on the big bed covered with cool silky satin. She paled with pain and bit her lower lip, but no matter how he rammed, she tried her best to endure it and did not dare to offend him. .

She was afraid, afraid that his anger in the past few days had reached the limit, and she would do something more excessive.

It is better to be tortured in bed than he forbids her to take pictures.

But he didn't let her go.

That night, when she was trembling in the pain under him, he suddenly lifted her chin and pressed his slightly rough finger pads on the wound on her lips without warning: "Why don't you push Drive me?"

She gasped with pain, her crystal eyes were covered with a thin mist: "Will it be useful...?"

Weak, with a little sad and fateful voice.

His eyes were cold, and his voice seemed to freeze: "Is it so difficult to admit a mistake?"

"What did I do wrong...what?" The mist in her eyes was thicker, and layers of moonlight filled her, "Lu... Shi Feng, I am an object in your eyes anyway, if you like it... just, kiss Twice, touch twice, take someone to show off, when you don’t like it...however you toss about love, even if I... die, you don’t care..."

The strength in his hand gradually increased, and she only felt that the bones in the place where he was clamped were about to break.

His voice was somber: "Sweet woman."

She groaned painfully, with cold sweat on her forehead, suspicious that her bones were really broken.

Supremacy, is this the charge he has given her to be safe? Just because she didn't promise him to break off diplomatic relations with Ouyang Yi without hesitation that day, so he resorted to various methods to torture her?

A misty mist overflowed from his eyes and filled his pale cheeks.

She looked at him sadly. This marriage was a mistake at the beginning. If you don't believe her, why marry her?

The strength in his hand is still increasing: "Admit your mistakes and say that you will never associate with Ouyang Yi again, and will never disobey me again."

She closed her eyes, did not look at his cruel face, gritted her teeth and said nothing.

Although she didn't want to offend him, she worked hard to endure his brutal violation, but she... also had a bottom line.

She did not do anything wrong and would never admit it.

"Very good." Lu Shifeng sneered, his expression sinking, and he intruded into her body more fiercely than before.

Su Xingyu only felt that she was torn into countless pieces, rolled into the magma and tormented... She didn't know how this long night passed, as if all her tolerance and non-resistance could not get him a trace. Pity, the weaker she shows, the more cruel he is, creating red-purple mottled marks on her body, mixed with blood and tooth marks, shocking.

This is not a **** at all, but a torture, and she is a lamb to be slaughtered, with nowhere to escape.

Every night after that, he begged her more cruelly than before, forcing her to bow her head and admit her mistake.

But she was so stubborn, even if she was so scarred and covered in blood, she clenched her teeth even when she passed out in pain, as if only in this way could she hold onto her last little bit of persistence.

If you hurt badly at night, your spirit will be bad during the day.

She has been walking in a daze these days, often stepping on her foot when going down the stairs, and finally holding on to the handle to prevent her from rolling off. Ma Gui looked anxiously in her eyes, and stewed the old hen soup to replenish her body, but she had no appetite and couldn't eat it anymore.

Mother Gui jumped in a hurry, and took her hand to comfort her: "Young lady, what are you and the young master upset? Even if the old man can't control him when he is guilty, you will feel wronged, admit your mistake, ah. We women are the fate..."

"I don't accept fate." Su Xingyu said softly.

Gui Ma looked at her blankly.

Su Xingyu withdrew his weak and trembling hand from Gui Ma. His voice was still very soft, but firm: "Lu Shifeng can do anything, but I won't let him control my destiny. Photography is also good. Friends, I’ll make up my mind. I’m not his accessory...Gui Ma, our women are not a man’s accessory, and it’s not that they listen to what they say."

"Madam young!" Gui Ma was so anxious that she wiped her tears, what was she stubborn with Lu Shifeng? !

Lu Shifeng has never treated women as equal to him since he was sensible! In his eyes, a woman is a weak person, an object that needs order and protection, so he refuses to marry a well-to-do celebrity! Because the marriage, with the help of the power of the wife's clan, is an insult to him! He only needs a well-behaved wife who obeys all his instructions...

This is the case from beginning to end.

Such him, marrying a wife like Su Xingyu, is it luck or misfortune?

Su Xingyu looked at Gui Ma, and his eyes slowly strengthened, "Don't worry about me, I know what I'm doing. If Lu Shifeng doesn't like me like this, he will..."

She smiled softly, like a fragile ghost.

Madam Gui felt a chill, Mrs. Young... What did she want to say, divorce?