Clinging President – My Girl, I Want You

This words asked her stunned, staring at the man opposite.

She quickly responded, panicked to avoid his burning eyes, and said: "even if I am well, I will go home, here Like what? "

"You are mine."

He said bluntly: "I want to get, will certainly get, regardless of people or things."

"Then I What's yours? teacher? Or a passer-by? What's the difference between you and the women you used to be in love with? Do you need me? Body or emotion? What piece did I fill in? "

"Didn't you say that? You don't have to take it seriously. You won't fall in love with anyone. Why leave me behind? "

“……”

These words, let Fu Ying silent speechless.

"I need a woman."

"And then?"

"I can give you anything but love, marry you and give you identity. Money, status, all the material things I can satisfy. If you envy Xu yinuan, I will make you even more powerful than her. "

"That's it?"

"What else do you want?"

When Zhou Ting heard this question, she couldn't help laughing. It was a sarcastic smile.

It was naive to mock him.

A short sneer hit Fu Ying's heart, which made his heart tremble slightly.

That exquisite peerless small face, cold as ice, even the eyes are flowing with a trace of cool.

The radian of the rose lips and smile is sharp and profound.

She bowed her head and said nothing, and the atmosphere suddenly became dull and tense.

"What do you want? Tell me. "

"You can't afford what I want. Besides, if I can afford it, I won't follow you. You crazy, inhuman guy, I despise and despise you. You are a freak in my eyes. You think power can get everything, but when you lose power, everyone will trample on you

"Fu Ying, you are arrogant, conceited, selfish, self righteous and self deceiving..."

"Shut up!"

Fu Ying can't stand it any longer, slapping heavily on the table.

The porcelain surface on the tabletop was cracked.

The plates vibrated and made a crisp crash.

Her voice successfully interrupted, she would look at him obstinately, red eyes.

"You know, are you trying to kill yourself?"

He squinted dangerously, and his whole body was filled with terrible and frightening breath.

The breath was so huge that it seemed to tear her to pieces in an instant.

"Then you Kill me! Your hand stained with so much blood, care about me? Kill me, do you have a conscience? No, you'll sleep better! Power brings not a sense of security, but your meanness, carefully hiding your fear. Do you see the people in this room? They are afraid of you, but they never love you. "

"If one day you get hurt and fall in this room, they'll kill you. How you treat others, others will do to you! Fu Ying, I despise none of those things you gave me. In my eyes, do you have money? No, you're as poor as dirt. You can't even raise a cactus

"You think you've got a lot of precious things, no bullshit. The dog of your family may even attack you twice when he sees you! "

These words She never planned to hover, it was all on the spur of the moment.

She wanted to talk to him, but he was always trampling on his dignity.

What does it mean to love, marry her, give her identity, the rest can be given.

Give me a fart!

"You need a woman, you look for someone else, I need a man, all the men in the world are dead, I won't look for you --"

after she vomited, she felt a lot more relaxed.

And the next second, a thin cold big hand without warning pinched in her neck.

Not surprisingly.

She gave him a disdainful look and then closed her eyes with satisfaction.

"Coward!" Before

closed her eyes, she still did not forget to make complaints about Tucao.

Can not give status, that is a coward, no responsibility.

He must have never attended her father's class. Her father is a worthy man.

"Zhou Ting, you want to die!"

These five words are almost squeezed out of the teeth. They are gloomy and treacherous, with a heavy spirit of killing.

He's red with horror.

One hand pinched her slender neck, the other hand forcefully broke the chopsticks.

What kind of bullshit like? He doesn't like this sharp mouthed girl at all.

Now, zhente wants to cut her neck and block her mouth forever.

The air thinned and her face turned red.

There was a look of pain on her face, but she did not struggle. Her hands were hanging on her waist and she left the ground.But the next second

She was slammed on the carpet and he lifted the table.

The unfinished dumplings rolled on the ground.

"Who gives you the courage to talk to me like this? Do you really think I won't kill you

He growled like a mad beast.

"Then you'll kill me."

"You..."

Fu Ying was so angry that she couldn't say a complete word. She really wanted to rush over and tear the girl into pieces.

But But at the bottom of my heart, a voice has been shouting.

Let her go.

Let her go.

Let her go!

Damn it!

Always punish her!

His gloomy stride past, Zhou Ting felt a strange breath, very dangerous.

His eyes were full of anger, as if to indulge himself.

He lifted her directly from the ground and strode to the second floor.

"Well, what are you doing? Let me down."

"Fuck you."

Two words, simple and crude, could make her shiver.

"You are so abnormal! You let me down, you have no mistake, you should strangle me! You pervert, asshole, you let me down... "

Let her fight and scold, but Fu Ying is not moved.

When she got to the bedroom, she slammed the door and left her on the bed.

She was thrown to seven meat and eight vegetables, did not react, the huge body and hot lips will stick over.

No rules, just blindly vent their anger, tyrannical and savage erosion of their own.

Her small arms and legs, not a bit of strength, how can the enemy.

She had no idea how she spent the rest of the night.

Every minute and every second is suffering.

On her body, are all the marks left by his anger.

In the end, dying, she couldn't bear to faint.

The next day, the warm winter sunshine came in.

She felt glare, pain squint, subconsciously turn the body, want to stretch.

As a result The pain was so bad that it was like being run over by a truck.

All over the body, to the nail plate, hair, are painful.

And last night's memory, surging to her, let her take a cool breath.

She didn't care to hurt him, so she got up and rushed to the bathroom.

Self in the mirro