The black-bellied president forced his wife to marry

Chapter 188 Clumsy Gentleness (2)
He approached slowly, sizing her up inch by inch, reluctant to look away.But she just glanced at him quickly and then hurriedly turned away. The time was less than a second, but she still let him see the disgust in her eyes clearly.

When he accidentally kicked something with his toes, Tang Song's eyes moved down, and after seeing the broken porcelain and the splashed leftovers all over the floor, his brows and eyes suddenly sank.The anticipation and eagerness to meet is like hot water poured out of the window in severe winter, which freezes into ice in an instant, exuding a chilly breath all over.

Sister-in-law Wang was already guilty, and she was even more anxious under the low pressure. She didn't dare to say a word, bent down and continued to clean up the debris on the ground.

Tang Song bypassed the mess, his deep and sharp eyes returned to the girl, raised the corners of his mouth, and smiled a little mockingly.

"What is this for? You can't cut your wrists, throwing dishes and bowls and going on a hunger strike?"

Shen slightly remained silent, tightly closed her eyes and didn't start, if she could, she would even plug her ears.

But Mrs. Wang was afraid that Tang Song would get angry again, so she hurriedly explained to her: "No, I was clumsy and accidentally knocked it over." She tidied it up neatly, raised her face and smiled and said, "I ruined the good ginseng soup. I'm going to prepare some food, what would Miss Shen want to eat?"

Shen Lue felt ashamed of her, and was about to decline when Tang Song took the conversation away.He snorted, and said coolly: "Well, I don't think there is any need to be busy, I dare to dislike the food you cook for not appetizing."

Sister-in-law Wang didn't understand it, she really thought that Shen Lue was too embarrassed to say it because of her face, so she couldn't eat it, so she asked stupidly, "Then Miss Shen, which one would you like to eat? I'll go buy it right away!"

Tang Songyang raised his eyebrows, looked at Shen Lue's stiff face, and said deliberately: "Well, I remember it's Unit [-] of Xiyuanli Community? The owner's surname is Shen Lai..."

Shen Lue quickly raised his head and said anxiously, "No!"

Finally, his eyes met, Tang Song stared at her, his deep eyes sparkled with a little smile, but it didn't reach his eyes, and after a while he said to Mrs. Wang: "Don't worry about it, just go downstairs and buy some."

Mrs. Wang nodded in agreement, and after the door was closed, Tang Song approached her and sat down beside the bed, the corners of her mouth tilted, and her thin lips curled up in a sneering arc: "Over and over again, do you really want to die or threaten me?"

Shen slightly staggered his eyes, stared blankly at the ceiling, and murmured: "Can I blackmail you?"

That is really want to die?
Tang Song was so angry that even though he already had the answer in his heart, it was one thing to speculate on his own, but another thing to hear her admit it personally. He was so angry that his teeth itch, and he said bitterly: "If you have nothing to love, how about jumping off the building?" ?! Heavenly Fairy can't save you even if you come down from the [-]th floor. By the way, there will be social news. In the future, the mother and daughter of the Zhang family will abuse your father and drive your father out of the house. Maybe there will be neighbors with a good memory to help you think about it!"

Shen slightly twitched the corners of her mouth, her pale lips were devoid of any color, she thought she was smiling, but in fact it was just her lips moving slightly, her voice was barely audible: "Thank you for reminding me."

However, Tang Song still heard it.damn it!How dare she say it!

He clenched his fists, feeling very uncomfortable. In fact, he regretted it after he said the rebound words, and he didn't know whether he had taken the right medicine. God knows how afraid he was that she would never let her go, that kind of heart-piercing pain once. It was enough for him to remember for a lifetime.

Will this silly girl...will she?

He became more and more uncertain.

Perhaps it was true, as the statement said, that he had been facing her in the most awkward way.Her struggling to break free made him feel that he didn't know what to do, and the way he comforted and remedied seemed to hurt her more deeply, and only accusations, sadness and hatred towards him remained in his eyes like a hedgehog.Knowing that the two have reached an impasse, but no one told him how to break it, they just blindly let him let go, let go, let go...

He felt that those two words were like a "tightening curse". Every time he heard it, his heart tightened, and his hands subconsciously clenched even tighter.Everyone knew that she was the first woman he possessed by force, but they didn't know that she was also the first woman he persuaded himself to let go, but there was no way, he tried, but he couldn't let go.

The ward was terribly silent, and her lifeless appearance created an invisible pressure on him who had always been strong for the first time, like the dull air before the rainstorm, making him a little breathless.

He stood up abruptly, wanting to leave, but he was reluctant. It was really not easy to see her in such a sensitive period.He had to worry about his father and her. When he went down from the second floor just now, Ms. Zhuo was watching TV in the living room. He didn't even dare to drive the car. He slipped out the back door and walked a long way before getting a taxi at the gate of the courtyard.Just because Mrs. Wang said she couldn't eat...

Oh yes, to eat, this is the main purpose of his coming here today, even if he is forced to force-feed him later, he has to let her finish the meal!
Just as she was thinking about it, the door was gently pushed open. Mrs. Wang moved quickly, and walked in with the packed bag, apologizing: "I'm sorry, Mr. Tang. I ran to a few places, and after much deliberation, only this Preserved egg porridge with lean meat is more suitable. If not, can I cook some more?"

"No, it's good." Tang Song reached out to take it, and after unpacking it, he blew it clumsily while stirring it with a spoon in the somewhat narrow plastic lunch box, and then asked the girl in a very "democratic" way: " Do you want to eat or not?"

Shen slightly closed her eyes and didn't want to move. Sure enough, the man's patience and "democracy" lasted less than five seconds. The next moment, she was dragged up by him, with two pillows stuffed into her back, forcing her to half sit up.

She stared at him bitterly, with the spoon on her lips, but she didn't open her mouth.

But he acted as if nothing happened, smiling so damn flat, he looked at her and warned lightly: "Believe it or not, I have thousands of ways to make you eat it?"

Shen Lue still didn't move, he put down the bowl and chopsticks again, lifted the quilt as if to hug her horizontally, and helped her find a reason: "Yes, no one has an appetite for eating in the hospital, let's change to another place .”

"No! I'll do it myself!" Her eye sockets were sore but she suppressed her tears, she bit her lip and took the bowl he put on the cabinet. It is to hold a block and weigh the mound.

As if touching the wound of the other hand again, she bared her teeth and took a deep breath, the bowl trembling non-stop, Tang Song took it quickly with a sharp eye, mockingly said: "What are you trying to do? Let me do it." Said With half-raised arms, he scooped up the spoon again and handed it to her.

Shen slightly felt nauseous, and when he smelled this smell, he just wanted to be sick, but he still closed his eyes, frowned and swallowed hard.Eating has never been like this time, comparable to the ten tortures of the Qing Dynasty, and blood and tears have to be swallowed.

Under the watchful eyes of the man, she drank the porridge one mouthful at a time.Although I still couldn't help vomiting halfway, but because of someone's lust, I could only hold back.

When his mobile phone rang, she seemed to hear the sound of nature, and hurriedly said: "I'm full, you can pick it up."

Tang Song glanced at the bowl that was about to bottom out, and then gave up. He went to the window sill to answer the phone, hung up without saying a few words, then gave instructions to Mrs. Wang, and hurried out the door.

(End of this chapter)