Only sex and no love, CEO, get out!

Xia Chun at this moment would not know that when Liang Shangjun really suffered retribution one day and endured the humiliation and pain she and Heping Weixuan endured today, after all, the person who hurt the most was herself.

Liang Shangjun has always been calm and self-reliant, not a man with a bad temper, but this woman in front of him always has the ability to easily provoke his anger, and she is out of control.

When he was so angry that there were blue veins on his forehead, and his handsome face was as gloomy as the sky when a storm came, her mobile phone rang outside at an inappropriate time. The phrase "love never makes sense, find someone to love you well..." here A moment of sharp irony.

The drops of water slid down her fair and smooth skin, like the most precious morning dew slipping from among the flowers...

"Well, die now."

She seems to have finally realized that this is not her home, but this hooligan's home. In this case, he is going to die, what is she doing here, she leaves, just out of sight.

She hated him and wished for his death, so how could she care about him? Just now she was suffering from an occupational disease, so she said such a cheap thing. Even if he bleeds to death, she will not save him, absolutely not.

Liang Shangjun firmly made a meat pad. Under the protection of two layers of pads, Xia Chun did not fall, but she felt a trace of wetness different from water in the hand covering his abdomen, and she suddenly realized this. It was the position she saw in the car.

"Ghosts believe you!"

Xia Chun's face changed, and he said mockingly:

"Rogue, you have to do... woo..."

Because of him, she was scolded by Ping Weixuan's mother as a vixen who seduces and seduces men.

"What do you want me to do, are you going to die now?"

"Remember what I said, I, Liang Shangjun, will die on your body one day sooner or later. If you want me to die so much, I must fulfill you now. Even if you die, you will always remember me."

When she saw that he was still alive, her heart that was hanging in her throat suddenly fell to the ground, as if a tight string in her body suddenly snapped, all worries instantly turned into anger, and turned into angry words and cursed:

"Don't go!"

However, before he could move, the softness in his arms began to struggle, twisting and calling:

"Today's gossip, I didn't let people do it!"

Not only did he ruin her reputation and her happiness, but he also gave her an unforgettable humiliation. If she forgave him, she would not be able to forgive herself.

"Your wound is bleeding, Mr. Liang, let me go, I'll go get the medicine box."

Putting the medicine box on the floor tiles in the bathroom, she knelt beside him with her legs and reached out to pat his face:

She rushed over, reached out to wipe his breath, and then her hands trembled, and her voice changed in panic:

He was still talking poorly, with cold sweat on his forehead, and his handsome face was getting paler and paler. Although Xia Chun stopped the bleeding temporarily, she was still flustered, and she said bitterly:

Speaking of the latter, her voice was already gnashing her teeth, as if she wanted to vent all her hatred, yes, she would not forgive him.

"I wish you could die, as long as you don't die in front of me."

She scolded four words in one breath, and a shadow flashed in Liang Shangjun's deep eyes, and the words that overflowed her thin lips were extremely hateful:

"Okay, I will fulfill you now."

Liang Shangjun saw stubbornness and hatred in her eyes, he suddenly smiled evilly, and said in a low voice:

After saying that, she lowered her head and took out cotton wool and powder from the medicine box to stop his bleeding. When she washed the wound on his abdomen and saw clearly that it was a gunshot wound, she was still stunned, looked up and pursed her lips, He endured the pain:

"Liang Shangjun, wake up, Liang Shangjun..."

Xia Chun was pulled by him, and her body tilted uncontrollably to follow him, and then directly turned into throwing him on the mat outside the bathtub.

"Xia Chun, you clearly don't want me to die, why are you duplicity."

He hooked his lips, and his smile gradually spread into his deep and deep eyes. There were three points of evil charm, three points of joy, and suppressed desire and desire. His voice was hoarse and depressed:

The bedroom outside was full of joy, her tearful eyes searched around the bedroom, and then pounced on the medicine box on the coffee table.

"Liang Shangjun, open your eyes for me."

After saying that, he put his arms on the ground, hugged her and sat up, changing from the posture of Xia Chun pounced on him just now to her being held in his arms, which was extremely ambiguous.

Her eyes were stained with panic, this man is so terrifying, he had already planned to destroy her wedding, and took advantage of her wedding to snatch her back, yet he even said that he didn't plan all this.

"You have to go to the hospital."

She shook him, he didn't move, and he didn't open his eyes. She looked down at the blood bleeding from his wound, and the bright red blood instantly became more dazzling than ever. She took a deep breath, got up and ran staggeringly. out of the bathroom.

#has shielded her.

The medicine box hadn't been closed yet, so he must have used it just now.With trembling hands, she picked up the medicine box and ran back to the bathroom.

Not to mention believing him, he threatened her last time in the hotel, saying that he was going to expose the incident between her and him, and make the headlines. Now he really did it, and it was still in the presidential suite. To win her innocence once.

His eyes darkened, and his breathing became rough unconsciously.

She became frantic in panic, but she took three shots in a row, Liang Shangjun still didn't wake up, her panic continued unabated, and she put her finger to his nose again, but she still didn't feel breathing.

Thinking of this, she immediately raised her hand, and when she saw his blood on the palm of her hand, she still panicked, and she remembered that he was injured, although she didn't know how he was injured, but the bleeding must be due to an open wound. Open, due to the nature of an angel in white, she unexpectedly showed her worry on her face, and said:

Liang Shangjun's frown unfolded in her anxious eyes, a slight smile bloomed on his pale handsome face, and he held her waist tightly, so that the hardness of his abdomen pressed against her soft On the skin, it made her cry out in pain.

Liang Shangjun refused without even thinking about it, Xia Chun frowned, and anger welled up in his heart again: One's spleen.

She put the medicine in the medicine box, got up and left, really planning to let him die here, but when she took two steps, Liang Shangjun's deep voice came from behind: 13acv.

She felt that he really wanted to die, it was no wonder he bled to death.

"Liang Shangjun, do you think I won't hate you after you die?"

Her body froze, her steps stopped abruptly, she turned her head, staring at his deep eyes with clear eyes for ten seconds, then she sneered as if she had heard the biggest joke , Every word is extremely contemptuous:

When his gloomy pupils clearly projected the dark and seductive forest inside her white lace, the little gentleman in his family who was already ready to go suddenly stood up...

Xia Chun sneered, she couldn't struggle, his big hands were like iron tongs, she listened to the phone ringing outside, and the words she uttered became sharper and meaner, wishing she could poison the hooligan in front of her to death man.

Everything was caused by the ringtone of the mobile phone!

"Xia Chun, I don't care if you believe it or not, I really don't know about the scandal, but don't worry, I will investigate thoroughly and prove it to you."

She was stunned for two seconds, and then frantically tore off the happy words in his bedroom. She rushed into the cloakroom and opened his closet to see. There were two cabinets containing his clothes, and in the other two cabinets were hanging Every piece of women's clothing still has a brand on it.

She forgot to breathe, and she didn't care about her limp legs, or even the warmth slowly flowing out from between her legs...

"Liang Shangjun, you bastard, you are the most bastard, shameless, most damned scum I have ever seen."

Most of his shirt and trousers were already wet by her struggle just now. When she stood up, at the height of his squatting, her deep and dark eyes fell on the white strip of her abdomen that was so wet and clinging to her skin. On lace panties.

"Liang Shangjun, let go, I want to answer the phone."

Xia Chun's eyes, which were anxious and concerned a second ago, instantly changed to ridicule and indifference, and he said duplicity:

When Xia Chun heard the ringing of the bell, she stood up from the bath, and the turbulent water splashed on Liang Shangjun's body outside the bath, all over her face.

Frowning fiercely, she leaned over, brought her small mouth close to his lips, and gave him artificial respiration. When she breathed on him three times in a row, the man lying on the ground with his eyes closed finally woke up with a cough. .

Driven by the sudden surge of heat in his abdomen, his brain consciousness was momentarily dominated by primitive desire and desire. He instinctively stood up and grabbed her arm. Xia Chun had just stepped out of the bath with his front feet, and he was grabbed by him before he could stand still. The moist and soft body crashed into his chest without warning, the fullness and softness bumped into his hardness, the fragrance of the shower gel mixed with the fragrance of her body penetrated into his nose, and instantly turned into a raging flame, burning wildly .

"If you don't hate me when I die, then I will die without regret."

Originally, he was just holding her arm, and at the moment when Neiyu Wenxiang embraced him, he lost his mind for a moment. Xia Chun touched the wound on his abdomen when he lost his mind for a moment, and he let out a muffled groan. , the tall body suddenly swayed and leaned back.

"Okay, you can die if you want to, I'll go now."

After Xia Chun finished speaking, she ran out of the bathroom. She was in a hurry to find the medicine box just now, but she didn't pay attention. This time, she clearly saw the layout in the bedroom, which was completely a newlywed's new house. Even the mirror on the bedside and dressing table Pasted with big red happy words.

Liang Shangjun smiled happily, paused, raised his eyebrows and said:

"Do you care about me?"

"I hope you die sooner, preferably now, immediately."

If Xia Chun hadn't been struggling to get up and go out to answer the phone, if she hadn't provoked his bottom line again and again, he thought, he wouldn't be unable to control his anger and desire to conquer her, as well as being unable to control the part of his body. The wild desire and desire, in their stagnant atmosphere, wanted her...

"Liang Shangjun, you are not only despicable and shameless, but also dare to act or not. I will not believe you, let alone forgive you."

It was too late when Xia Chun realized it, Liang Shangjun bet her with his mouth, the kiss swept over like a storm, her delicate body was easily put down by him in his arms, when he kissed her wildly, his other hand The big palm also eagerly caressed her silky and delicate skin, igniting fires all the way on her body...

She picked up a clothes tag. The size of the clothes was exactly according to her size, and the style and color of the clothes were all according to her usual preferences. The more she looked down, the deeper the panic in her heart, it was really creepy.

She took a deep breath and realized that she still had his blood on her body. It was impossible for her to go back to the bathroom to see that man again. She went into the bathroom next to the bathroom and washed herself casually in front of the sink in the bathroom .

When she put on her clothes and walked out of the cloakroom, Liang Shangjun had already come out of the bathroom. He was wearing a towel around his waist. His face was very pale, but his deep eyes like a pool were sharp and deep.