Love You To The Bones

"I'm cheap, she's kind?"

Fang Xiaoran felt so ironic that her heart was numb with pain. She stared at the cold man, and her teeth almost bit blood.

"Shen Zichuan, a woman like Fang Yanrong, you think she is kind and innocent. You are not only blind, but also blind. One day, you will be killed by her!"

Yeah, why not?

Fang Yanrong's extreme and obsessive love. If Shen Zichuan can respond to her feelings, it's OK. If he can't feel each other's Yanrong all the time, she can poison Shen Zichuan's father and her so-called sister. One day, after all, she will kill Shen Zichuan without mercy.

He probably had never been accused of being blind by a woman pointing at his nose like this. His deep facial features immediately sank, and his narrow eyes were full of hostility.

"Just think I'm dead, huh?"

The man put a light radian on his thin lips, sneered like the cold wind in winter, twisted the cigarette butts in his hand, and threw them into the fruit suitcase. The smile disappeared, and his handsome face gradually became overcast, "Fang Xiaoran, we've been divorced for six years, and you've disappeared for six years. Now you're suddenly unwilling to be lonely. You're trying to get close to me. OK! For the sake of your deep friendship for me, I'll give you a chance."

When he was expressionless and didn't smile, Fang Xiaoran felt more afraid. She trembled her lips and asked him, "what, what chance?"

Shen Zichuan took a step forward. His slender fingers, as if they were electrified, frivolously slipped over Fang Xiaoran's white face. Finally, she raised her chin, narrowed her eyes for a while, and said cruelly in her voice, "be an optional underground lover until the day I'm bored with you!"

The warm yellow and elegant aperture hit his handsome and charming face from the ceiling, adding a soft human flavor to him, but the bottom of his eyes was dark and cold, and the end of his eyes was cruel and ruthless.

Sure enough, Fang Yanrong was right. He really planned to ask her to be his lover. He was very cheap.

When a heart was cruelly hurt again by this heartless man, Fang Xiaoran no longer felt pain and was numb.

She gently turned her face away from the two slender fingers that the man fell on her chin, looked out of the window at the dark and desolate night, smiled gently and burst into tears.

"Shen Zichuan, I would rather die than promise to be your underground lover."

"I can't do it, I has the final say."

The man sneered softly, as if laughing at Fang Xiaoran's arrogance. He reached out and rubbed his slightly tired eyebrows, rubbed them for a moment, put down his arm, slowly stretched into the trouser pocket of his black trousers, touched his black mobile phone, entered his fingerprint password, cut open a video he had just received, handed it to Fang Xiaoran's eyes, and said coldly, "look at this, think about it and speak again."

Fang Xiaoran was angry that the damned man had such a dirty mind towards her. He didn't want to listen to his words, but inexplicably, she had a bad hunch in her heart that she had to try to suppress her anger. She turned her face and looked at a picture that was being broadcast on his mobile phone screen.

At a glance, Fang Xiaoran was almost mad.

In that picture, she saw Xiao Jingcheng lying on the hospital bed with his eyes closed and his chest slightly fluctuating up and down. She saw Shen Bai stretch out his hand and pinch Xiao Jingcheng's neck a little bit. Her strength was gradually tightened. She saw that Xiao Jingcheng lost his oxygen for survival, and his haggard and pale face changed from red to blue and black, which described it as terrible.

As long as Shen Bai persists for more than ten seconds, Xiao Jingcheng will be strangled alive because of lack of oxygen

"No, no!"

Fang Xiaoran didn't move. She stared at the screen. She was so frightened by the cruel scene that her legs softened. She almost knelt down at Shen Zichuan's feet and fell into the dust.

But she had no choice. As long as he could give Xiao Jingcheng a way to live, whatever he said was what he wanted her to be.

He has always been such an arbitrary man. In order to achieve his goal, he can do anything and threaten her with the lives of all the people she cares about.

But she could do nothing but promise him humiliation.

Fang Xiaoran breathed deeply, endured the piercing pain, clenched her teeth and swallowed the extreme sense of shame. She looked up at the man who shamelessly forced her. Her lips rustled and trembled, but her eyes were full of hate. "Shen Zichuan, you tell Shen Bai to let Xiao Jingcheng go right away. Isn't it just to be a cheap watch? I promise you, I promise you everything."

"Xiao Jingcheng could have suffered less if he had been so knowledgeable."

He turned off the mobile phone screen, turned and walked to the French window. Without looking at Fang Xiaoran, who had red eyes and gnashing teeth, he called Shen Bai coldly and said only one word, "withdraw."

His original intention was never to kill Xiao Jingcheng.

After all, there is such a rival in love who is not equal in strength. If he makes good use of it, he can endlessly force Fang Xiaoran to obey him. This deal is really cost-effective.

Forcing a woman with the same arrogance to commit herself to him and make all kinds of charming gestures to please him is an interesting thing that fully satisfies the root of men's inferiority.

Moreover, he did not hate the woman's body, not only did he not hate it, but even he was extremely happy and could never be satisfied.

Since she is his ex-wife, she should be able to suit his hobbies and ways without too much running in in between men and women. She is very good.

Shen Zichuan hung up the call and remembered the bone etching taste he got from Fang Xiaoran in the box. He couldn't help tightening his throat. He turned and strode to Fang Xiaoran's side, grabbed her arm and was ready to drag the person to the glass room on the balcony on the second floor.

He wanted to come here for a long time.

Looking at the bright stars all over the sky, and the woman who completely fits his body only do not love.

From the guest room on the first floor to the glass room on the second floor, there was such a short distance. Although there were wall lamps everywhere, the light was bright and clear, Fang Xiaoran felt trapped in the fog like darkness, without struggle or resistance. Her soft legs moved inch by inch through the familiar but strange and terrible stairs and corridors, and her face gradually became more and more pale like frost and snow.

She knew that waiting for her was not a paradise of mutual love, but a hell in which she was extremely humiliated unilaterally.

Dragged onto the balcony, Fang Xiaoran hobbled into the glass room without his urging, walked to the only large European sofa in the middle, sat down, hung her head and was silent.

Her long hair covered most of her face, and she couldn't see what kind of expression she had, but she was also unhappy and unwilling. She wanted to chop him, but she couldn't.

Staring at her stubborn side face, Shen Zichuan was inexplicably full of interest. He went to the wine cabinet, took out the wine and cup, poured himself a cup, looked up and tasted it slowly.

After drinking less than half a cup, he opened his mouth. His voice was dumb and sexy with red wine. His words made Fang Xiaoran cold to the bone.

He said, "take off your clothes."

For a moment, Fang Xiaoran felt as if cold snow had drifted into her body, her heart tightened and shrank bit by bit, and her blood became cold and solidified bit by bit.

She raised her head, painless, shaking her body and fingers, clenched the buttons of her suit, peeling off one by one from top to bottom——