Love You To The Bones

Fang Xiaoran was stunned for a while. Soon, she understood the real meaning of "Shuang" in Shen Zichuan's words.

In the past, although this man always made her feel humiliated and unacceptable in a way, at least it was normal and within the psychological range she could accept.

But... His current conditions, just imagine, feel very uncomfortable to her.

At least at this moment, he made sure that he didn't have her in his heart and didn't love her. She couldn't accept it, really couldn't accept it.

Fang Xiaoran trembled uncontrollably. Under the control of the man's cold palm, she was unable to break free. The soft lips rubbed against his crisp trousers several times. Her heart twitched and tingled, and the humiliation was about to explode!

"Shen Zichuan, do you have to force me to do this?"

Fang Xiaoran raised her head in disbelief. Her tears had already dried up. Her eyes were astringent and uncomfortable. She stared at him with red and swollen eyes. She looked at him a little haggard and tired, but she still had such a charming and beautiful face. She only felt that she was poor and ridiculous when she knelt down at his feet.

What kind of man does she love?

The introverted and mature man of nearly 30 years old turned out to be so presumptuous.

"No?"

"You always boast that you love me deeply, but you won't even do this?"

The man's deep and gloomy eyes carelessly fell on Fang Xiaoran's pale little face, and looked down at her from a commanding position. It was the same cold and ruthless attitude in the past. The corners of his mouth gently hooked and sneered at the cruel words, word by word, like a sharp dagger, impolitely inserted into the softest place in her heart.

Once this man is cruel, he can easily kill her word by word!

Fang Xiaoran finally understands that she will always be defeated by Shen Zichuan and will always be the loser.

She was flustered with heartache. Her dry eyes were stimulated by his indifference again. She blinked her eyes quickly. Her long black eyelashes blinked away those weak tears. Her eyes meandered down from the man's cold and wavless eyes. His cold chin, cold chest, strong thin and strong waist finally fell on his trousers with a Black Belt

The hazy sight nailed to the clanking and shining buckle of the belt. Fang Xiaoran suddenly figured it out. She looked up and looked at the man with red and tearful eyes. She was so indifferent that she couldn't see any emotion. She hooked her lips and smiled faintly, "Shen Zichuan, am I really as you wish, you can let me go, and will never interfere with the feelings between me and Jingcheng from now on?"

In fact, she and Xiao Jingcheng are innocent. Where is there any love between men and women?

But at this moment, she had completely died of Shen Zichuan. She was no longer in the mood to care whether her words would stimulate him or hurt him. On the contrary, the more he could change his expressionless face and stab his heart, the happier she was, and the more strange happiness she could finally win him.

Why did she always play the most humble role in front of him?

It's just that she has no fear of her love for him!

When she made up her mind not to love him anymore and not to be servile, he was nothing.

In those few seconds, Shen Zichuan didn't return to his mind.

In order to be honest with Xiao Jingcheng, she actually agreed to the absurd idea put forward by him on impulse?

The man was as tall and straight as a mountain, standing steadily and calmly in place. He was still looking down at her. His expressionless handsome face stared at her coldly and indifferently. He stared at her two soft lips that spoke shameless words. After a long time, his thin lips closed tightly and became a sharp straight line, silent and silent.

For a long time, he smiled quietly, "Fang Xiaoran, you are still too naive. You want me to let you go once? I'm a businessman and never do business at a loss. That's my rule!"

"You... What do you mean?"

Fang Xiaoran stared in disbelief. She was so angry that she trembled and was about to go crazy. She bit her lip. Soon, bright red blood beads appeared on her delicate surface skin.

She raised her head and glared fiercely at the renegade man, a sharp face the size of a palm. Under his indifferent gaze, she slowly changed from pale to cyan. Tears fell down her red eyes, but the corners of her mouth bent and sneered silently, "Shen Zichuan, is it interesting for you to play like this? OK, you're a businessman. You don't do business at a loss. Then give me an accurate word. How many times do you want to let me go? Five times, ten times, or a hundred times?"

For the sake of Xiao Jingcheng, the shy woman who has never been very open about that matter can be so bold

"Oh, Xiao Jingcheng is just a fool. It's worth it?"

Shen Zichuan's heart suddenly gave birth to an evil spirit and rage in full swing. He was so angry that the blue tendons in his neck burst out. He grabbed Fang Xiaoran's neck with one arm, carried her in mid air, and threw people on the big bed!

At this moment, he made a killing heart and really wanted her life!

Fang Xiaoran was violently thrown on the bed by the man, and the back of her head hit the tough bedside frame. She was so hurt that she was breathing, but she couldn't bear the pain. Ten thin fingers stubbornly pulled the white sheet under her body, closed her eyes in a trance, and tears flowed into her hair from the corners of her eyes.

"Shen Zichuan, in your eyes, he is a fool, but in my eyes, he is the only man who is good to me. I believe that even if the world betrays me, he will not betray me... Why don't I cherish the man who treats me with such heart?"

"Shen Zichuan, I'm tired of sticking my hot ass to your cold face and suffering from four years of cold and violent marriage. I also want to enjoy the taste of being held in the palm of my hand by men... Can't I?"

"Yes! When I feel comfortable, you go!"

"As for the number of times, it's up to me!"

Shen Zichuan curled his lips and sneered. His tall body suddenly pressed down on Fang Xiaoran.

He had not touched the beautiful body that made him almost sink for many days, and his instinctive reaction could not be suppressed, nor did he want to suppress it.

He lowered his head, bit Fang Xiaoran's white and tender ear with his cold thin lips, and chewed it violently. It made her ears bleed and smell sweet and fishy. He was still dissatisfied. He chewed hard and tore her clothes like crazy.

Pain

When he was really cruel, Fang Xiaoran's only feeling was pain!

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In the corridor, Shen Bai holds a cell phone that keeps ringing. It is Shen Zichuan's cell phone. He looks at the closed door in front of him. He doesn't know whether to knock on the door to disturb Shen Zichuan and Fang Xiaoran.

They are mature men and understand Shen Zichuan's strong personality. Under the dual action of anger and longing, who knows exactly how Shen Zichuan will treat Fang Xiaoran.

Ji muyuan drove Xiao Jingcheng to the hospital for internal injury treatment, leaving only song Zijian and Shen Bai looking at each other.

"Eh, he mews so late. What's the matter with Fang Yanrong's green tea watch looking for my Zichuan?"

Song Zijian frowned and barked unhappily, "Shen Bai, my Zichuan is in the mood. If you dare to disturb his good deeds, he will dare to kill you! Listen to my brother's advice and tell him that Fang Yanrong is looking for him when it's done."

Hearing the speech, Shen Bai's face was a little dark, "but... Mr. Shen explained before that no matter when Miss Fang Yanrong called him, it must be communicated to him at the first time."

"In addition to looking for my Zichuan to act like a spoiled girl and sell Meng to cry miserably, what serious things can she do? Shen Bai, ignore her."

Here, Shen Bai finally listened to song Zijian's suggestion and hung up Fang Yanrong's phone. Almost at the same moment, he hung up here. Fang Xiaoran's mobile phone rang in the bedroom and the bell rang endlessly.

Because of this bad mood, Fang Xiaoran changed a song that was so sad that she wanted to cry as a mobile phone ring tone.

Hearing the female singer's quiet resentment like a beautiful girl's ghost, Shen Zichuan's more interest dissipated, but he was unwilling to let go of the stubborn bullfighting woman under her. He opened his mouth and sucked heavily on the wound of her lower lip flap. He was satisfied to hear Fang Xiaoran's hissing and stinging breath, and then released the iron arm imprisoned on her thin white waist, Said coldly, "answer the phone first!"