Chapter 367 Punishment
Yang Shuirou was leading Yang Nian to sleep, seeing Yang Nian close his eyes with a look of peace on his childish face, he straightened the quilt for him, got up and left the room.

This day was so tiring, the whole body seemed to have peeled off a layer of skin, and the heart that had been scarred was torn apart again. Fortunately, she had a son, otherwise she really didn't know that she should live.

Now her son is all she has.

Yang Shuirou returned to the room and walked directly to the bathroom.

She came out of the shower, and before her feet were out of the bathroom, she was forcibly fixed on the wall by a black figure, her hands were tightly clenched, and her mouth was occupied by someone domineering.

As the memory rotated, the strange memory seven years ago was pried open by someone. The familiar smell and breath made her eyes turn red. She wanted to push the person in front of her away, but she felt very dissatisfied. Abandon.

Dongfang Yuan tasted the salty tears, and the wolf nature hidden in his body burst out unscrupulously.

He directly stretched out his hand and tore off Yang Shuirou's clothes, and forced her.

To punish her for being killed and leave, for her betrayal, for escaping, Dongfang Yuan exploded all the forbearance in the past seven years in Yang Shuirou's voice.

Afterwards, he wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with distress, and looked at her sleeping face with closed eyes. In the past seven years, she has not changed at all, her skin is still fair, and now that she has a child, she has become much more charming.

The long hair is also shortened, exposing the white neck, giving people a charming temptation.

Dongfang Yuan got up, put on his clothes, turned around and came to Yang Nian's room, but he didn't know that the moment he walked out of the room, Yang Shuirou, who was sleeping soundly, slowly opened his eyes, looking at the fading back, her heart it hurts.

She silently endured his revenge, knowing the resentment in his heart, the hatred in his heart, hating that she had lied to him.

She understands Dongfang Yuan's temper, and hates all those who deceive him, he will not listen to other explanations, wrong is wrong.

If a person makes a mistake, he will be thrown into the eighteenth level of hell in front of him, and he will never be able to forgive you.

She knew that Dongfang Yuan tonight was just here to punish her, so she forced herself not to think about it.

The already painful heart hurt even more, and I couldn't help lying on the bed and crying.

Dongfang Yuan pushed open the door of Yang Nian's room, looked at the familiar child inside, walked in and saw that his facial features and face shape were all carved out of him.

That **** didn't know that he was overwhelmed by anger and jealousy, so she said that. Presumably, it must have hurt Yang Shuirou's child.

Looking at the child, the originally stiff heart showed weakness, and the joy of becoming a father for the first time occupied his heart. Although it was seven years late, he would definitely make his son the happiest prince in the world.

As for that woman not teaching her a lesson, it is inevitable that next time she will run away when she is tired. Although Dongfang Yuan is very annoyed with her, he can't help but ignore her.

Just as Dongfang Yuan walked out of Yang Nian's room, he heard sobbing from inside. He couldn't wait to open her door and hug her into his arms to care for her, but thinking of Yang Shuirou's bastard, he closed his eyes in pain, Withdrew his hand.

He must give her a long memory, turn around and leave the room, and drive away into the night!

Dongfang Yuan in the car was happy. She finally came back. The hole in his heart was slowly healing. It had been seven years. The fact that he didn't even dare to think about it was now naked in front of him. How could he not be excited? Can't help speeding up!

(End of this chapter)

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