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Bu Tong's head almost exploded, "Li Jingchen, you let me down, I don't want to marry you! I hate you

"What do you say?" The man's feet stopped, looked down at the girl struggling in his arms, word by word, "Butong, you try again."

The girl glared at him angrily, her clear eyes did not hide her exclusion, "I said I hate you, you'd better not touch me, or I will make you regret!"

The man is not angry but laughs. His dark and deep eyes are like a cold pool, deep and cold. "I never do things that I regret. Today I will decide you, and I will never regret it."

Butong was easily put on the soft big bed. Before she escaped, the man cheated her and kissed her again.

"Oh... Don't... um..."

all her struggles were subdued by the man's determination. His strong attitude, just as he said just now, is going to fix her!

Bu Tong was deeply aware of the power gap between men and women, and realized his unprecedented powerlessness. He felt like a fish on the chopping board, and he was not able to fight back.

While kissing her, Li Jingchen easily pulled off her thin nightdress. Her breathing became more and more urgent and heated.

Bu Tong stopped his powerless resistance, and his endless grievances and pains spread from the bottom of his heart to every corner of his body, turning into tears. The sound of broken crying also spilled from the entangled lips and teeth of the two people.

Li Jingchen seems to be aware of something, the body suddenly a stiff, propped up the body, left her lips.

In front of the girl, half wet hair scattered on the bed, white beautiful face full of pain and despair, tears around the corner of the eye like the flood burst, mildly flowing out.

"Butong, you hate me so much, eh?" Li Jingchen's heart, was severely stinging, even the voice of his mouth, also with a look of embarrassment, "I am your husband, I touch you, will make you feel pain, right?"

Bu Tong shook his hands, picked up the sleeping skirt that was thrown aside by the man, and could cover it on his body. He cried and begged, "when I ask you, you go out, OK?"

The man closed his eyes in despair, his disordered breathing gradually returned to calm, got up and walked out of the master bedroom.

Bu Tong pulled the quilt and wrapped himself. For a long time, his cold body gradually recovered a little warmth. He did not know how long he lay in a daze before closing his eyes and falling asleep.

...

the next morning, Bu Tong accompanied Yan Zheng to have breakfast and went out to the production team.

Along the way, I have been waiting for the Tang poetry questioned by Bu Tong. Seeing the girl's appearance of keeping her eyes closed, she finally opened her mouth, "Tong Tong, do you have nothing to say to me?"

The girl didn't open her eyes, but the corner of her mouth picked up a sarcastic smile, "you two can be really interesting ah, your heart so many small nine, still have to ask me to participate, interesting?"

Tang Poetry: "sorry, Tong Tong. Since you didn't disclose Li Jingchen's identity, you can make some stunts with Chu mu. It's good for both the promotion of your film and the future development of Chu mu. What's more, this kind of scandal doesn't hurt the elegance. After all, it's self-evident."

"Let's do as you like," Butong was indifferent and bored. "But it's important to have a bottom line for everything. It's very important to know that enough is enough. I don't express my opinions because I respect and understand your work. It doesn't mean I don't know how to resist. Don't forget that Ju Xing belongs to the Bu family, and I'm the only successor of the Bu family.

What's the mantra of Qian Jin? I can let you off if you say something wrong, and I can let you off if you do something wrong, but remember, I'm a performer, not a staller. "

The atmosphere in the car, as the girl's voice dropped, became stagnant and repressed.

Tang poetry knows that Butong is really angry this time.

The seemingly easygoing person is often the most stubborn and difficult to eliminate when angry.

Tang poetry did not speak, Qian Jin and Xiaoding naturally did not dare to make a sound, especially Xiaoding, who had never seen Bu Tong angry, and was so scared that he wanted to get into the bag beside him to hide.

To the studio, Butong or quickly adjust good state, into the work.

Today's play is not many, but the interval is relatively long. After shooting this scene in the morning, there is a night play in the evening.

The crew arranged for him to rest in a five-star hotel nearby, but he had no appetite. He ate a few snacks in the restaurant of the hotel at noon and was ready to go back to his room and have a sleep.

As soon as Qian Jin explained the matter, the mobile phone in his pocket rang. Bu Tong took out his mobile phone, looked at the strange call on it. After finishing speaking with Qian Jin, he closed the door and answered the phone, "Hello, who is it?"

"Butong, it's me." A delicate woman's voice rang out.

Bu Tong recalled for a few seconds that it was Yang yarou's voice.

"What can I do for you?"

"I'm going abroad tonight, and I'd like to see you before I leave."Butong light smile, "our relationship, as if it is not good enough to need to send off the point?"

"Those who say good relations can see you off, and enemies can also show sympathy for each other."

"I'm afraid you will be disappointed. You don't deserve to be my enemy. Have a safe journey. Goodbye."

"Wait a minute," Yang yarou stopped her. "Don't you want to know about your husband?"

"Let me know, he will tell me naturally, don't bother you to convey."

"What if it's about you and he'll never tell you?" Yang yarou smiles mysteriously, "I know your hotel. I'm in the coffee shop on the sixth floor of the hotel. You can come down here. Don't worry. I won't do anything to you in public...

Bu Tong hung up the phone and thought about it. After thinking about it, he called Qian Jin and said," you don't need to take a nap. Go downstairs to meet Yang yarou. "

"Well, miss, what can we see about the goods? We can't see them."

"I'll see you when I see you. You'll go down with me." Butong ordered.

"Yes, I'll be right there." Qian Jin hung up the phone and always felt that her young lady was not right today. Even if her aunt came, she was not so upset. Today, it was like taking gunpowder and exploding.

Butong went to the coffee shop on the sixth floor and found Yang yarou in a quiet and hidden window.

Yang yarou took a look at the money behind her, "can you let your little bodyguard leave for a while? I'm afraid some words are not suitable for him to hear. "

Qian Jin blew up on the spot, "surnamed Yang, what kind of demon do you want to be? Believe it or not, I'm not polite to you..."

Yang yarou sneered, "there are more people who are not polite to me. Who are you?"

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