Love You To The Bones

"No, Shen Zichuan, let me go!"

The humiliating picture at noon that day suddenly swept into her mind. Fang Xiaoran's face suddenly became pale and helpless, and her body trembled like fallen leaves in the autumn wind.

With tears in her eyes, she looked at the handsome and familiar but unfamiliar man in front of her and shouted angrily, "Shen Zichuan, Shen Zichuan... What do you want me to do to let me go?"

Where is the mature and restrained gentleman man she fell in love with at the first sight?

"Unless you die for Yan Rong!"

Fang Xiaoran raised her head in amazement. Her eyes fell on Shen Zichuan's beautiful face. She blinked tears from the corners of her eyes, smiled and closed her eyes.

Unless you die for Yanrong... Unless you die for Yanrong

A simple word, but cruelly put her into the abyss.

Mingming is so close to each other that her full and soft chest is tightly attached to his steep chest. Fang Xiaoran feels that the bones are cold.

She gave up her struggle, bowed her head and covered her pale face of despair.

Shen Zichuan didn't hear her sobbing, and didn't know whether she had tears, but she hung her head and shook like a sieve bran. Seeing that, he suddenly had a heart of pity that shouldn't have been born.

Sharp and dangerous eyes swept from the curve of her beautiful and slender body

Fang Xiaoran's beige dress was torn to pieces by him when she was struggling. She only wore a white sling that could cover the root of her snow-white thighs. There was a faint temptation in the middle of her legs. What she could see could be swept at a glance.

Thinking of her charming style of flattery in bed and the man's Adam's apple, she couldn't help moving.

But when she looked back, her eyes swept through the transparent glass window to Fang Yanrong lying motionless on the operating table in the next room, Shen Zichuan's soft heart hardened again after a few seconds.

With a big hand, Fang Xiaoran's chin was clenched. The black pupil flashed an indelible cruelty and hostility. He stared at her in disgust and gently pulled his thin lips. "See, Yanrong is lying there, life and death are uncertain! You almost killed her, and you never forget to hook up with Xiao Jingcheng and watch him fight with me for you. Are you very proud?"

"I didn't hook up with Xiao Jingcheng, nor did I deal with Fang Yanrong. Why don't you believe me and never believe me?!"

Fang Xiaoran's face turned white layer by layer, endured the pain that his mandible was almost crushed by the angry man, suddenly raised his head and stared at him angrily.

She can calmly accept the fact that he doesn't love her, but she can't stand him planting unwarranted charges on her head one after another.

The man sneered coldly, and the low, cold voice echoed in Fang Xiaoran's cochlea again.

He said, "how can I believe you? You haven't broken off your relationship with Xiao Jingcheng since you got married. I didn't say it before because I don't love you and don't care! But you know Yanrong is the woman I care about. You paid a little gangster to insult her in the parking lot... Fang Xiaoran, you really deserve it!"

The man closed his eyes, opened it again, loosened his hand holding Fang Xiaoran's mandible, grabbed her long hair, and lifted a cruel arc on his lips. "I think I'm a gentleman and never beat women, but you trample on my bottom line again and again. Even my sister who grew up together can poison her hands. What else do you dare not do?"

"Fang Xiaoran, you should have a degree of self abasement! Since you like to play rape and dirt, I'll let you get your wish today!"

That voice, as always, is magnetic and charming. It sounds good enough to make a woman pregnant.

But Fang Xiaoran not only didn't feel pleasant, but was too cold and numb.

"No, no, let me go! Zichuan, please let me go..."

When the man's big palm suddenly tore the only white sling on his body, Fang Xiaoran's pale face showed an extremely painful expression.

Today, he humiliated her, yelled at her, and even started at her. She can treat her calmly. But why should he be so cruel and say that words and sentences are as sharp as a dagger to cut her heart?

Fang Yanrong didn't know who she had offended and was plotted against. He counted the account on her head.

Fang Yanrong has been insulted. He will do the same to insult her

Oh.

He's really in love with each other!

Fang Xiaoran told herself in her heart: it's just a man who doesn't love himself. It's not a pity to lose it. It's no big deal! Be strong, hold on, don't cry! If no one loves you, love yourself!

I think so in my heart, but the wronged and sad tears flow down my pale cheeks, as if there was no end forever.

Tears are hot, but the heart is cold inch by inch.

In a trance, she felt the man's cold big hand all the way down from her clavicle and into her underwear

Fang Xiaoran knew that he was trying to humiliate her. Now her body shouldn't have any reaction.

But she can't suppress her body, only her enthusiasm for him!

His casual behavior almost instantly turned her delicate skin pink.

When she regained her consciousness, Shen Zichuan had stopped his action. There was no deep feeling in her eyes from beginning to end. Some were just cold and biting ridicule.

He slowly pulled away from her and looked down at Fang Xiaoran, whose face was red and already emotional. His eyes were not warm at all. Every word was as cruel as ice. "It was a wave when he touched it! Why, Xiao Jingcheng can't meet you?"

These days, he never forgot that she lived in a villa in xiaojingcheng. She stayed alone for two days and three nights!

"Shen Zichuan, it turns out that in your heart, I am such a shameless woman?"

Fang Xiaoran was stunned for a moment. She suddenly raised her head and looked at the man in front of her, who was more terrible than the devil. Little by little, she smiled and slowly burst into tears.

He didn't rush into her body and insult her like a real thief, but his ruthless and cruel words were stronger than her and made her feel severe pain and humiliation.

Probably in his eyes, she is a watch without shame

This is the man she has been infatuated with for ten years.

She's so blind!

At this moment, she hated Taotao and almost reached the peak.

Fang Xiaoran's face was bloodless, but her eyes stained with tears burst out an amazing light. She calmly coagulated Shen Zichuan and smiled faintly, "Shen Zichuan, let's divorce. I love you too tired, too tired, too painful, too painful. I don't... don't love you anymore!"

I don't love you anymore!

Let go of you and myself.

At this moment, Shen Zichuan seemed as far away as thousands of rivers and mountains.

His eyes were staring at her with a glare. "Fang Xiaoran, love or not, you has the final say."

"Who has the final say? You, or Fang Yan Rong?"

Fang Xiaoran looked at him quietly. There were too many tears in her eyes, which hurt a little. She slowly closed, "Shen Zichuan, can you exchange my life for a divorce certificate?"

The child is gone. She has nothing.

In this world, there is no one she cares about or cares about her.

What's the difference between living and dying?

Her heart was like death and she wanted to die. Shen Zichuan suddenly didn't want to take a more look, and didn't want to pop out of her mouth those words that startled him!

"Fang Xiaoran, do you think showing weakness will soften my heart?"

The voice fell, and Fang Xiaoran's chest was immediately cool.

Aware of the man's intention, she was stunned and frantically struggled, "no, don't touch me! Since you don't love me, why touch me?"

"Fang Xiaoran, you never have the right to say no to me!"

With her scream, the man stepped forward

Fang Xiaoran, who had just miscarried, was very weak. Fang Xiaoran was convulsed with pain. With big empty eyes, she was suffering from a man's madness.

She should have understood that in front of Shen Zichuan, she had no right to speak, let alone the qualification to refuse.

Just like on the wedding night, the woman who was supposed to toast with him should be her, but he took Fang Yanrong to communicate everywhere. Until all the guests dispersed, he pushed her into the bathroom with the smell of wine, and took her away for the first time without foreplay with her humiliating posture of kneeling on the cold floor with her back to him.

When Fang Xiaoran couldn't support her and fainted, Shen Zichuan finally got the final satisfaction, and the burning anger and longing in her heart completely turned into peace.

He hated her and wanted her to die for Fang Yanrong, but he was infatuated with her body and couldn't let go.

Only one side with disgust and hate, while occupying her insatiably.

Shen Zichuan slowly got up and slowly put on his clothes and trousers, suits and shoes. He was introverted, as if nothing had happened.

Pick up one side of the suit and throw it on Fang Xiaoran, "get up, don't pretend to be dead for me!"

Fang Xiaoran curled up, trembling like withered leaves, and lay on her back silently.

Realizing that something was wrong with her, the man frowned, bent down, put the back of his hand on her forehead, felt a hot temperature, suddenly picked up the person and flew out.

Look anxious and unaware!