I really don't want a second marriage

In a panic, Shen Qi grabbed the quilt to cover her body and wrapped herself like a bullied little white rabbit.

Although the attractive beauty was fleeting, the eyes of Yemo Xuan were deep for a few minutes, and the cold voice was a little hoarse, but he still mocked: "the human design of pure little white rabbit is not suitable for you." then his eyebrows and eyes were cold, "since you can't do it, get out of here!" after saying that, he pushed the wheelchair and turned to leave.

"Wait!"

Looking at the cold and heartless figure of Yemo Xuan, Shen Qi got out of bed wrapped in a quilt and shouted at the figure of Yemo Xuan: "since you can't, why do you want to torture me like this? Isn't it good for us to coexist peacefully? It also saves you the trouble of marriage."

Her words made Yemo Xuan pause with her wheelchair.

His body didn't move, but his head turned slightly. The remaining light in the corners of his eyes was cold, and his voice seemed to come from Hell: "who can't you say?"

Night Mo Xuan's dangerous eyes are like beasts stung in the night. It seems that as long as Shen Qi says one more word, he will immediately rush up and bite you to death.

What's going on? Obviously, he is a person with leg disease, but why is his breath so strong?

Night Mo Xuan had adjusted the direction of the wheelchair back and approached her slowly. His eyes were as black as paint.

Shen Qi, wrapped in a quilt, subconsciously stepped back two steps.

The night ink Xuan in the wheelchair had arrived in front of her. He moved quickly, raised his hand, clasped her white wrist and waved away her bloated bedding.

"Ah!" Shen Qi fell down on his lap.

"You just said who can't?" the night Mo Xuan coldly opened his lips and grabbed her with sharp eyes.

"It's said that you and your side are not good..." Shen Qi flustered and didn't know where to hide his hands. He blushed and said, "let me go..."

The sudden approach made Shen Qi flustered. The hot male breath on his body surrounded her heavily.

Fierce, overbearing, dangerous.

This feeling

It reminds Shen Qi of the man in the car at that time, and his breath is as overbearing as the person in front of him.

Shen Qi's face turned white. She will never forget the humiliating night.

A month ago, after witnessing her husband's betrayal, she was suddenly caught in the car by a man walking down the street, and then things got out of control.

She struggled, she screamed, but all the resistance was dissolved under the hot palms.

Like rag dolls, she was constantly separated and crushed until she was dying.

For the first time, she was taken away on such a desperate night. She didn't even see who the man was

"So unscrupulously want to be that night's wife?"

The male voice in her ear pulled Shen Qi's mind back, and then she was stiff.

Because she found that night ink Xuan was hot against her somewhere. She had just experienced that kind of thing a month ago. How could she not know what it was?

Shen Qi immediately sweated on his forehead, covered his chest with one hand and refused him with the other: "let me go first."

This state is too dangerous.

"Oh," night Mo Xuan sneered, "what are you doing so nervous? Haven't you done such a thing?"

Shen Qi looked at him stubbornly: "don't deceive people too much!"

"I said, you can stay and please me."

Shen Qi's face was pale and his lips trembled.

Looking at his indisputable eyes, Shen Qi's heart was horizontal, trying to throw away all the shame, so he exposed himself in front of the man. Shaking his hand, he began to untie his buttons.

One, two

Suddenly, a feeling of nausea came.

"Vomit." Shen Qi retched uncontrollably.

Then his chin hurt. Night Moxuan pinched her jaw with one hand, and a terrible breath broke out all over his body: "I just make you sick?"