Shadow Bride

Su Xingyu had a dream.

A long, deep dream.

She dreamed of a boundless darkness, surrounded by **** fire, she tried her best, but there was nowhere to escape...

Waking up in the middle of the night, in a cold sweat.

She straightened up, breathing undecided, and found that she had been moved from the sofa in the living room to the bed in the bedroom. Under her body was the familiar black silk satin. The cold and smooth touch made her uneasy and frightened. Turning his head to the side, the man next to him is asleep, his eyebrows are still cold in his sleep, so that even the moonlight seems a little more angular.

He is her nightmare.

Su Xingyu looked at him for a while, and there was an illusion in a trance, as if the sleeping next to him was not his husband, but an unknown beast, brutal, cruel, and dangerous. She reached out her hand, grabbed her pillow and draped his face forcefully. It is said that this can suffocate people and die silently in their sleep.

She pressed the pillow tightly without any hesitation. At that moment, countless grievances and grievances surged into her heart, and the burning pain of her internal organs swallowed her sanity. If... this person dies...

If... the demon in front of you dies...

Isn't it, her pain will also end, and she will no longer live in such humiliation?

She hates...so hate!

Hate him for always treating her like that, like a plaything with no dignity, hate him can not see the solemn mind, no matter what happens is to protect that woman, hate him for restricting her freedom, hate him for depriving her again and again Everything she cherishes!

Her hands became heavier and heavier, and then began to tremble, shaking more and more severely, not knowing when the tears were all over her face.

She was crying like a helpless child, obviously she was in charge of his life and death, but it seemed that she was the one who was on the verge of the abyss and could not retreat. She burst into tears, her hand on the pillow unknowingly lost her strength, and she cried and convulsed all over.

Suddenly, her wrist tightened and was pinched by something.

She screamed in horror, only to realize that his hand had caught her suddenly, and the iron-like strength made her nowhere to escape. The pillow on his face was easily removed, and he opened his long, narrow and cold eyes to look at her, his eyes sharp as arrows.

She was so scared that she forgot to cry, and looked at him in a dazed manner, not even knowing that tears were dripping on his Chiluo's chest.

He also looked at her, maybe for a short time, maybe thousands of years, and he said, "Just so courageous, you still want to murder me?" His voice was unwavering, and he couldn't hear the joy or anger.

Only then did her three souls and six souls slowly return to the body. With consciousness, she instinctively wanted to shrink back: "I, I..." but couldn't say anything, and then cried again, sobbing sobbing. His heart was broken, and as if trying his best, he shouted fiercely at him, "I hate you! I hate you!" But the voice was very weak, like a little beast with nowhere to go.

He also sat up, the dark black icy silk satin sliding down his vigorous and well-proportioned body, perfect in the moonlight like a legendary **** and demon. He looked at her solemnly: "Why? Just because I taught you the rules?"

"I hate you..." She cried almost furiously, saying only these words over and over again.

The black hole in his heart came back again. He didn't know how to keep her from crying. His little wife was a very strange creature, completely different from the business partners and subordinates he had come into contact with. She never She reasoned with him and violated his orders at every turn. Every time he taught her, she kept teaching her and provoked his authority time and time again.

She is so weak, she is reluctant to kill a person, so how dare to make trouble with him every day?

Under the moonlight, she cried with pear blossoms and rain, and looked like a desperate little rabbit. The black hole in his heart expanded and expanded, and the flames in his lower abdomen burned all over his body... He wanted her, he wanted to tear her down. Eat it into the stomach, not even the bones left. So he did the same, forcibly pulling her into his arms, bowing his head and kissing.

This time her resistance was fiercer than ever before. She used her hands and feet together, unable to push him away, and bit her tongue fiercely. She would rather die than be humiliated by him again!

The red blood ran down the lips.

His face changed: "Xing Yu!"

She opened her mouth with one hand, and under the dim moonlight she saw a mouth full of blood: "Dare you!"

She looked at him weakly, her whole body limp, only relying on his support to barely slip down. Her body was chilly, and her eyes turned dark. She looked at him with a sad expression. The last thing that came into view before she lost consciousness was his panicked face. Ha... Sometimes he panicked...

I can see it before I die, so it’s...

Worth the fare...

She sank into the darkness again, and this time, she seemed to have had a long dream again, and she seemed to have dreamed nothing.

When she woke up, there were a lot of people around the bed. The family doctor, Gui Ma, the housekeeper Zhong Bo, and two unknown nurses all came. There was a drip hanging on her arm, and she didn't know what kind of potion it was, and it was painful.

Lu Shifeng stood at the corner of the bed, his slender figure leaning against the wall, his expression cold.

He rarely stood in such a posture, she always remembered him as standing tall and full of energy.

Seeing her awake, he spoke with a cold voice: "Tell you two things, Su Xingyu, first, you can't kill anyone by biting your tongue and committing suicide. Second, if you dare to commit suicide, believe it or not, I will take your mother and your grandfather's ashes. Dug out from the grave to feed the dog, so that your Mu family will be stinking forever and never stand up?"

She was just awake, and when he was so agitated, the blood rushed up all over her body. She wanted to say something, but it caused a violent cough. The injured tongue touched the teeth, swelling, discomfort, and almost suffocated.

The family doctor and the two little nurses hurried forward to help. The family doctor angrily told Lu Shifeng: "Master! If you are fine, go to work first, don't stay here to make trouble! You are looking for me to save people, not to kill people. of!"

Lu Shifeng ignored him at all, walked to Su Xingyu's bed, leaned over and looked at her dangerously, "Answer me."

Answer... What is he?

Her sanity was a little unclear, she shook her head subconsciously, and she was surprised to see his suddenly cold face.

"I...I won't..." Before he went crazy again, she spoke intermittently, "Lu Shifeng, don't worry... I will never do such stupid things again... I was really, really hot-headed." Mou, utter what was in his heart, "For you, it's not worth it."

With a "bang", he slammed his fist on the bedside table, the glass was smashed to the ground and the tea was messed up.

His expression was terrifying, even the family doctor and Gui Ma were silent, but she even murmured and added: "It's not worth it."