Dirty Games

Jing Xiaomeng is aware of the storm, but she does not understand what she has done to provoke him.

Along the way, silence is the only color in the car.

Lu Haoyang didn't plan to go back to Longcheng and drove directly to their luxury apartment in Yangcheng.

"Didn't you go to the restaurant? How did you come to Yangcheng? " After entering the door, he tried to hold back his uncontrollable anger and spat out a few words from his teeth.

She was quick witted and calmly explained, "I suddenly remembered that something was put in the previous house, so I came to take it."

"What?" He asked, his eyes shining with a sinister cold light.

She took a comic book out of her handbag. "That's it."

He glanced lightly, and his face became more angry. He grabbed the book and threw it violently. The book flew out and fell heavily on the wall. "For a broken book, do you come here to get it? You think I'm a fool? "

Jing Xiaomeng jumped up from the sofa and ran to pick up the book. "This is a limited edition. You can't buy it outside."

"That's a broken book, too!" The corners of Lu Haoyang's mouth were taut, as if he were gnashing his teeth.

But she didn't understand what kind of anger he was angry with. Did she have to report the application to him no matter what she did?

"Land animals, I am not your subordinate, not your slave, I am free, where I want to go, do what you want, you can't control!"

His forehead blue veins rolling, chest heavy ups and downs, like a blower, his breath hot as iron, from her face slowly run over, run her skin raw pain, "you are my woman, your freedom can only be in my limited range, later without my consent, you are not allowed to step into Yangcheng."

She was so excited that her brain swelled and fever, and her whole mind was in confusion. She just wanted to fight against him who was not afraid of death. "You shouldn't have saved me that day in the racecourse. Let me fall to death. Being enslaved by you all day long is like death!"

"Your life is mine too!" He hit the wall with a violent blow. He was so hard that the whole house shook violently, like an earthquake.

She could not help shivering, but the chest of resentment in the expansion, boiling, supporting her courage, let her not compromise, do not yield.

"The most unfortunate and tragic thing in my life is to marry you. Don't think that only you hate me, and I hate you very much. You are all my poison spots. You are dictatorial, domineering, selfish, self righteous, cold-blooded and ruthless. You always go your own way and never care about other people's feelings. As soon as the lease expires, I'll leave you without a minute. Never see each other again She roared with grief and anger.

His shoulder trembled violently, as if he had been hit by a bullet. His face was pale, without a bit of blood, but his eyes were red, as if burned by pain.

All of a sudden he began to laugh, full of sorrow, disappointment and self mockery.

The laughter reverberated in the open hall, ran over her will, her thoughts, her feelings All her internal organs were crushed and broken.

Finally, his lips moved as if he wanted to say something, but didn't say it. He staggered around and walked outside.

The sky is overcast, dark clouds thick accumulation in the headspace, soon it will rain.

Through the window, she could see the shaking figure in the garden.

He hit the tree trunk heavily with one punch and seemed to like to vent his anger in his chest in this way.

The rain almost swallowed him up, and his whole body was drenched. With each blow, blood burst out from the tree trunk and splashed all over his face.

She looked from afar and her heart twitched.

What on earth is he angry with her? His mind is like the bottom of the Pacific Ocean. He can't see it clearly or touch it. His temper is like reading a book. She can't understand it.

The most terrifying thing is that she not only loves to abuse her, but also loves to abuse herself. A few days ago, when I was in the racecourse, my arm was injured and I had more than ten stitches sewn. The wound has not healed. Now it's raining and boxing. It stimulates the wound and makes the wound open. What should we do?

At the thought of it, she got nervous, grabbed her umbrella and ran out recklessly.

All the anger in my heart was gone, and all that remained was remorse.

Knowing that he is a tyrant and has a bad temper, why should we confront him and challenge him?

His arm was injured to save her. What if the injury became serious?

Outside the wind and heavy rain, even with an umbrella, she was still wet, but she did not retreat, desperately ran to the yard.

When she came to him, she wanted to take an umbrella for him, and was pushed away by him rudely He gave a low, sharp voice.

The wound on his arm really split, blood kept seeping out, mixed in the rain, drop by drop splashed on the ground, stung her eyes.

"The wound on your arm is not good. You can't use too much force. And your fist is worn. Stop quickly. Don't abuse yourself any more, OK?" She plucked up her courage, rushed forward and stood in front of him. She did the same last time, stopping his self abuse. But this time the situation is more serious. He has an arm injury, and it is raining heavily. It is estimated that the consequences will be more serious."I told you to go away, didn't you hear me?" His beautiful face twisted ferociously because of anger and pain. His heart was so painful that it was hard to contain it. The pain made him dizzy and his eyes moist.

He clenched his teeth and tried to get through it, but he couldn't. He could only vent himself desperately. If your hand hurts, you can't feel the pain in your heart.

She bit her lip, compromised, shrunk, "yes Sorry, I shouldn't have run over alone without telling you. I'll tell you in advance. You have a lot of adults. Don't be angry. Forgive me, will you? "

"No, get out of here!" He growled and was angry. At the thought that she was secretly dating Qin junran behind his back, and at the thought of their possible intimate behavior, he was furious and wanted to destroy heaven and earth!

"I don't go. If you want to be angry, hit me. I made you angry. I'm the culprit. I'll fight you!" She closed her eyes with a look of death.

But it didn't lessen his anger. He grabbed her by the shoulder, twisted her easily, and threw her aside.

He controlled his strength, and his strength was not great. He just wanted to twist her off, but because it was raining, the ground was very wet and slippery. She fell down on the ground, and her forehead was heavily hit on the stone, and immediately bleeding.

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