Refusing to marry a wealthy family: the young mistress fled 99 times

Chanel watched him approaching her with a sneer, seeing his tense face, as if he was about to commit domestic violence.

Su Shijie pinched her chin: "Are you not afraid of me at all?"

Afraid?What is she afraid of?

After agreeing to Xin'er's request, she felt that her whole life was ruined, and she had no expectations for the future.

She is not even afraid of death, is she still afraid of him?

"Does Mr. Su want to beat someone?" Chanel said calmly, "Add another crime after the horse, domestic violence, you are really useless... um..."

She was kissed by his lips without warning.

"Why would I be willing to beat you?" Su Shijie exhaled ambiguously, then kissed her fiercely, remembering the scene of bullying her in the dream just now, his whole body burst into tears.

His lips grind her hard, absorbing her fragrance.

Chanel resisted fiercely, thinking of him making troubles with other women last night, she was so sick that she wanted to vomit.

She grabbed Su Shijie's hair with both hands, but she couldn't hold on to the thick short hair, so she slapped him on the face in anger.

Chanel struggled too fiercely, she didn't let him kiss at all...

For this reason, Su Shijie added a few more paw prints on his face, pulled away, and held down her fidgeting hands: "Little wild cat."

"Dirty man, don't lie to me!"

"I wasn't the man outside last night." His Adam's apple twitched slightly, and he didn't know why he had to explain to her, "You didn't even change my clothes without looking at them?"

"..."

"Xin'er, I just asked my servants to annoy you on purpose."

He has never been willing to explain his own behavior to others, and he doesn't care whether others believe him or not—but today, Su Shijie is eager to clarify this misunderstanding, and even regrets that while he was angry last night, he did another stupid and stupid thing.

It made his impression in her heart even worse.

"The only woman I want to touch now is you."

He put his forehead against hers, and walked around her neck with one hand, "You think I'm not picky about food? Do women want it?"

Chanel can't care so much, she hates him if it's him or not.

"Go away, go away! Get off your disgusting dirty hands!"

She put her legs together and used her knees to open his chest, preventing him from leaning over.

Su Shijie's wolf-like eyes stared at her closely: "I dreamed of you last night."

"..."

"Xia Xin'er, don't you want to know what I dreamed you were doing?"

Chanel stared at the surging desire in his eyes, she knew it was not a good dream.

Su Shijie stared at her, recalling the scene in his dream, his body was as hard as red iron.

The scent from her hair lingers, he can't resist her, he needs to vent urgently...

She was his wife, she was his.Why put up with it?

"I have lost this game." He said hoarsely, "No one can beat me, Su Shijie, except you, Xia Xiner."

He whispered, put his lips on her forehead, and kissed her carefully.

Alcohol-smelling kisses were distributed messily on her forehead, the corners of her eyes, and her face...

Su Shijie's beast of desire~desire has come out of the box, and no one can control it except her.

His rough hands tugged at her neckline, eagerly searching for her.

"Go away, go away—" Chanel finally understood what he meant by "losing".

He had promised that as long as she didn't agree, he would not touch her.

Now he said that he had surrendered, and would rather let go of his masculine pride and occupy her!