Dear wife: please be gentle, president

Ye yimo laughed back in anger.

All of a sudden, he couldn' t say anything. He had been worried about her for so long and had used everyone for her. He had even prepared for the worst. There were too many messages that she needed to digest during this period of time. She just wanted to be alone for a while.

But now, she actually admitted that she had indeed thought of leaving him ...

In the night, ye yimo's unique soft voice rang out," fu qing, I' ve been with you for seven years. I thought we could finally get together ..."

However, ever since she found out about his other identity, she had already set up a defensive line against him.

She did not know that as long as she asked, he would apologize and explain. He was even willing to indulge her anger, so she could make a scene at him. He was the one who was wrong first. He was the one who hid the secrets that were supposed to be honest, so he could accept everything she did.

However, he could not accept her silence and inaction.

He will always remember the feeling she gave him on this day.

Ye yimo had never felt as clearly as he did on this day that he was losing.

He had never felt so weak and powerless as he did on this day.

The process of losing one person to another could really be very fast. In the blink of an eye, he could no longer see her.

Ye yimo suddenly hugged her tightly.

It was the kind of strong hug that was so tight that she couldn' t breathe.

Fu qing grabbed his hand and wanted to speak, but he stopped her.

He refused to leave her any leeway. Since she refused to resist and refused to question and forgive him, he could only lock her by his side in ink overnight.

"Xiao qing, don' t be like this in the future, okay? He spoke softly to her as usual, but in reality, his words were strong." We agreed that you can' t leave me like this. I told you, I need you ... If you insist, I have to resort to some additional means. For example, from today onwards, I' ll imprison you until I' m sure you won' t leave." "

Such threatening words came out from ye yimo's mouth and even carried a kind of hormonal aura.

Such an overbearing declaration did not make fu qing feel that he should continue to stay for his persistence. "You can't do this to me ..." Fu qing looked up. For the first time in her life, she said no to him," I can't do it. "

Night was as dark as water, and her beautiful face was buried in a large shadow. Fu qing could only feel the sound of his knuckles clenching tightly, which was a sign of his rage.

He lowered his head and kissed the corner of her lips. "

Fu qing bit her lower lip and didn' t answer.

So he bit her lower lip hard, and the stench of blood instantly spread. She was never a person who was in pain. Instinctively, she wanted to push him away, but he hugged her even tighter.

"Say," he insisted," that you can do it. "

"I can't. "

In a sentence, fu qing pushed ye yimo to the edge of hell.

Love is a punishment, holding both sides, two people can not escape.

Always the general endless torture, so that the heart of the night to mo suddenly quiet, before the storm quiet.

For the first time, he was clearly told that ye yimo was in danger of losing his payment. Perhaps he had panicked before, but she also gave him a clear answer. Nothing could stop them from getting together.

But now? What changed? An assassination attempt? Are their feelings so fragile?

Her repeated disapproval made him confirm over and over again that he could not lose her to such an extent.

That's how it got there.

It turned out that she had reached this stage.

In the next second, ye yimo suddenly held her in his arms, his actions rough, and he ignored her rejection.

He carried her into the church, which was five stories high. He held her in his arms and took her step by step up the stairs. The wooden floor gave a heavy, dull echo in the night.

Fu qing had a bad feeling in her heart and couldn' t help but struggle." Ye yimo! You put me down. "

He turned a deaf ear.

Without stopping, he walked upstairs. Black hair hung down on his forehead, covering his eyes, and he could not see the dark snowstorm in his eyes.

She could not resist him and watched helplessly as he carried her up to the top floor.

Ye yimo kicked open the door of the rooftop, and the cold night wind instantly rushed in.

She saw him carrying her straight to the railing of the roof without any intention of stopping, and her strong sense of danger made fu qing scream," ye yimo! Ye yimo, what are you doing? "

He's not talking.

In the next second, ye yimo walked to the railing of the roof and stood still.

"Young master ye! "

After seeing what ye yimo had done, uncle yan and the others shouted in fear.

"Young master ye! It's too dangerous! Put miss fu down! "

They saw that fu qing was suspended by ye yimo outside the railing. He did not give her any support. The only thing that held her alive was the hand that he was holding on to her waist. As long as he let go of her, she would fall straight down from the top floor, dead or crippled.

Although it wasn' t a rare thing for young master ye to kill someone, this woman was somewhat innocent after all. Furthermore, she had almost killed a few brothers for this woman a few days ago. Now ... This contrast made them really at a loss.

Top floor.

Ye yimo coldly looked at her pale and helpless face.

"I know you' ve always been taboo about life and death, not because you' re afraid of death, but because you' re afraid of losing someone you care about, right? "

Fu qing's entire body was drenched in cold sweat. He was right. She didn' t want to lose those important people, but she didn' t know what ye yimo meant by putting her on the edge of danger.

She looked at him, not afraid that she would fall down from the stairs. Instead, he emitted a vicious aura that made her shiver uncontrollably.

She had to admit that she was far from his match for ye yimo.

It was as if all the gentleness had disappeared in an instant.

"Do you know what my day is like? "

..."" She was already enveloped in immense fear and could not say a word.

Ye yimo smiled faintly, his smile indifferent.

"Just like you are now, I am just like this. I was suspended in the air by you for a whole day, hanging everything in the air. I couldn' t find any point to support myself. I was so close that I almost fell down like this ..."

He said in his most indifferent tone," you should know that I can' t hurt you or throw you from this place. But I need you to feel what I feel the next second when I fall ..."

"What? Before fu qing could react fully, she was hugged by ye yimo and placed on the ground. Then, he placed his hand on the railing and seemed to be about to get up in the next second, jumping up.