honey love diamond cold wife

"Tie me up? Is that all you can do?" Cheng Liuli sneered, eyes red and narrowed, mocking the man in front of him, "You are exactly like your father! He locked up your mother, is it true?" Because she still loves other men, you should have learned from your parents' lesson that it is useless to lock up a woman..."

Ye Siluo held his breath, his whole body trembled, and he stared at her with ashen face.

At that moment, even the air seemed to condense, the huge air pressure oppressed the nerves, everything around was silent, only the two people gasping heavily, entangled in the air.

Yes, she has read that diary, she knows all about him and his parents, so she can easily hurt him!

There are rumors outside that Ai Lengyu died of illness, but only she knows that his mother was actually tortured by his father and became insane, and finally shot and killed by his father himself!

Look, this man is not invincible, he also has his weakness, his door, as long as she can find this place, she can easily poke him to pieces!

He is just a mortal fetus with a heart, he will bleed, and of course he will be injured!

When Yesilo let go of her chin and raised her hand, her whole body froze, thinking that Yesilo, who was so angry that she lost her mind, was deeply stimulated by her words and was about to stretch out her hand to hit her. she.

But her terrified reaction just made him lower his head, gritted his teeth, narrowed his eyes, and gently touched her face with his big palm, which was very close, almost touching her lips, " I'm sorry, if you just want me to beat you up, I'm afraid I'll disappoint you, I won't—"

The corners of his eyes danced repressedly, his jaw jumped very close, and he added in a hoarse voice, "I am not, my father..."

Cheng Liuli panted, looking at the dangerous man who was close at hand.

No, you can't be soft on him!

She warned herself sternly, but she couldn't look away at him at all, and she couldn't ignore the flash in his eyes, as if it was a sting from the soul.

She shouldn't be like this, she shouldn't be so mad about a murderous executioner!

As if forcing herself, she spoke again, desperately wanting to hurt him even more, "Yesluo, I hate you!"

The jaw was tense, and there was a trace of depression in the deep voice, as if he was using some kind of brutal force to try his best to restrain the churning emotions in his body, "Very good," he took a deep breath and continued, " Then go on hating me—”

He looked at her, gently stroked her pale and bleeding face with his fingers, and warned her coldly, "But please don't mention my mother again, or try to hurt my child, otherwise, Don't blame me for tearing everything you cherish into pieces!"

His warning was nothing compared to his gloomy voice as if the gates of hell were opening, and the gloomy and cold expression on his face.

Cheng Liuli stared at him, for some reason, her heart suddenly ached, as if someone was holding a small knife and stabbing it one after another, and the knife hit the softest and most secret place.

A drop of tears, crystal clear like broken diamonds, gently hung on her long eyelashes, but before it dripped, it blurred her eyes.