Ex-wife Won't Remarry

Mu Xiyan bit his lips tightly, his pale face was full of sweat, and his heart was bleeding, but he still looked at him coldly.

"Pain?" Fu Junhao viciously hooked the corners of his lips. The narrow corners of his eyes gave a bloodthirsty breath, and pressed her tightly pulled hands over her head. "I just want you to remember the pain forever. I will engrave it into your soul. Even if you die, you can't erase it. You can't think of it all the time!"

Muxiyan looked at his bloodthirsty appearance. His tears were like unconsciousness. They automatically dripping down, soaked the sheets, but his throat was dry and could not make a sound. The pain of tearing his body was far less than the pain in his heart. His heart trembled in the cold of minus 91 degrees, but blood still flowed.

Why? Even now, she is only sad, suffocating sad, desperate sad, can't hate! Why... Since you can't love, forget it. If you can't forget it, hate it... But why can't you forget it and hate it

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Mu Xiyan didn't know how long the time had passed. It was really painful. He could still feel it even in a coma. His crazy strength added to her pain.

His eyes were sour and painful. He struggled to open his eyes. What caught his eyes was still his handsome face. At this time, his deep and deep eyes were full of fire.

"... let go of me..." confused, she heard a hoarse voice that didn't seem to be her own. It seemed that it hadn't sounded.

Fu Junhao, who was buried in her body, heard it. His eyes were sharp for a moment, suddenly strengthened their strength and heard her voice with satisfaction.

"Let go? Don't you enjoy it too, my wife?" he said, licking her ear gently and feeling her shudder.

His voice is mellow and magnetic. The elongated sound line pulls out gorgeous movements. Muxi's speech seems to hear the evil bewitching sound of the devil.

"I... feel so bad and painful..."

The intermittent voice was full of weakness. It seemed that spitting out these words would kill the speaker.

Fu Junhao's body was stiff, and the fire in his eyes disappeared for a few minutes. He looked up slowly, and suddenly even the tip of his heart trembled.

Under the light, her face was as white as paper, and the sweat beads on her forehead rolled out layer by layer. The cherry colored lips were bitten by her, but there was still no blood color. Her pain could be seen from her tightly frowned eyebrows.

The reason returned in an instant. The fire in Fu Junhao's eyes immediately disappeared without a trace. Instead, he was full of heartache and remorse. He got up in a hurry and gently stroked her face. Only then did he find that her whole body was cold and terrible. He was surprised and suddenly picked her up and stepped into the bathroom.

In the warm water, Fu Junhao held her tightly and buried her gently by her neck. His low voice was a little hoarse.

"Sorry..."

Mu Xiyan heard his voice vaguely in his stupor. Before he could open his eyes, he fell into the darkness completely.

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In the dark, Fu Junhao stood quietly in front of the window, revealing his beautiful chest under his open shirt. He was covered by sweat wet hair in front of his forehead. There was a faint color between his picturesque eyebrows. He quietly looked at the foggy weather outside the French window. His eyes were dark and quiet, and the whole person had a thrilling beauty and mystery.

In the room, he Ziling pressed down the trembling in her heart and calmly hung a drop for the comatose Muxi speech. Looking at her pale face, his warm eyes were full of painful colors. He couldn't help reaching out and stroking her face.

"Xiao Yan..."

Muxi's words seemed to hear a familiar voice, but the warm feeling made her frown and whisper more painfully.

"What?" looking at her unstable appearance, he Ziling's eyes trembled and bowed slowly, "Xiaoyan... What did you say?"

"Pain... Let go..."

He Ziling's pupils suddenly expanded, with anger in his eyes and more self reproach pain. Suddenly, he suddenly got up and rushed out, pulled Fu Junhao, and waved his fist.

"Fu Junhao, you bastard!!!"

The strong strength suddenly hit. Fu Junhao fell to the ground along with the strength and snorted. Before he had time to respond, his stormy fist came with a roar.

"How did you promise me?" he Ziling looked red and shouted. The whole person was like a fried lion. "I gave her to you, not to let you bully her like this!!!"

Then he grabbed his collar and gave him another hard fist, "do you know that she has a high fever of 40 degrees? She... You'll kill her if you do this!!!"

Fu Junhao's eyes flashed a sharp light, grabbed him, smashed his fist, and asked in a deep voice, "kill her? What do you mean?"

He Ziling was stunned. The light in her eyes was even more red and frightening. She shook off his hand and grabbed him fiercely. Her voice was very cold. "You have no right to know... I won't let you hurt her again. This time, whether she wants it or not, I won't let go!"

Fu Junhao's eyes lit up for a moment, and he raised the corners of his mouth bloodthirsty. "Really? Can you take her? You know, she won't leave me!"

He Ziling's body was shocked, and her angry eyes were unwilling. She moved her strength and hit him in the face and body one by one. He was right. Although Xiaoyan seemed cold and indifferent and didn't care about anything, her stubbornness and strength were frightening. As long as she recognized it, whether it was a person or a matter, unless she didn't want it, Otherwise, no one can change her thoughts and decisions. But... That's why he is even more unwilling... Why can only Jun Hao

"Really? Don't forget that although she loves you, no one can get in the fetter between me and her!"

As soon as the angry voice fell, Fu Junhao immediately covered a layer of ink on the bottom of his eyes, grabbed his fist, shook it away, clenched his fist at the same time, waved it in the past, then grabbed his collar tightly, and roared in a deep voice.

"He Ziling, for whatever reason, you let go at the beginning. Once you lose something, you can't find it again! So..." he punched him to the ground and wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, "stay away from her!"

He Ziling was suddenly stunned. The anger in his eyes was gradually replaced by the color of pain. Yes, he was angry that Jun Hao was cruel to her, but he was more angry about his own weakness and cowardice. If... At the beginning, he insisted a little more, maybe... Maybe