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The Sanskrit looked at the man in awe. This man is Beiye, her man, her master for so many years!

She looked at Beiye timidly. I don't know why. She saw anger, anger and all kinds of emotions from the bottom of this man's eyes, and even no longer had the tenderness of the past!

"Bei......" she whispered his name, but she didn't expect that Bei ye would slap her directly.

The slap stunned her.

The air was quiet as if it had been squeezed away. The whole carriage was silent, and the driver didn't know when to raise the baffle.

The skin of the Sanskrit song was white and tender. This slap soon made five finger prints appear on her face. You can imagine how much strength Beiye made.

She covered her face and looked at the man incredulously. She didn't seem to think he would hit herself!

"You hit me?" maybe Beiye has been too kind to her all the time, so this time he hit himself completely beyond her expectation. His big eyes were all shocked and unexpected!

"Bitch!" the northern master cursed and suddenly stretched out his hand to pull the Sanskrit clothes.

The Sanskrit had just been blindfolded by him. Now he looked at him like a beast trying to tear his clothes. Subconsciously, he protected his clothes and shouted softly, "no!"

The North master looked at her subconscious action, a thin anger flashed at the bottom of his eyes, and said in a cold voice: "why, don't you want me to touch that man for a few days?"

He has always been a self respecting man, and his own things will never be contaminated by others.

Even if it was a woman, he would never allow himself to get it. At the thought of Sanskrit being alone with Jiang Yuanyuan for a few days, his heart was burning like a fire!

Looking at the action of Sanskrit protecting clothes, I was even more angry. I wanted to tear up Jiang Yuan!

After listening to his words, the Sanskrit shook his head with a pale face and murmured, "no, we are not what you think..."

Although Jiang Yuanyuan was very kind to her, she tried to recall her memory. However, Jiang Yuanyuan did not deviate. He respected himself very much and never forced himself.

Therefore, Beiye's words made her wronged and angry, which was almost unacceptable!

Even, for the first time in my life, refute him like this!

"Oh, lonely men and women live in the same room, not to mention you were husband and wife. Do you think I will believe you?" unfortunately, at this moment, Beiye was completely red eyed by Fen's anger. He couldn't listen to the interpretation of Sanskrit, even if what she said was right.

He didn't listen at all.

He looked at the woman's pitiful little face. That expression was even more exciting. The man's anger was deeper. He wanted to toss her and break her!

Therefore, Beiye suddenly pressed the Sanskrit song under him.

Then lift her skirt and rush in!

Sanskrit is crazy.

Not to mention that there are people in the car. In the past, Beiye had great pity on himself, but today she humiliated herself. She didn't want to. She struggled desperately to avoid being infringed by him!

"No, you let go of me, I don't want!" she struggled like crazy. You know, this man has always been good to himself!

Just because of the good in the past, now his sudden change is unacceptable to the Sanskrit.

Unfortunately, her struggle made the man's anger deeper. A thin cold light appeared in his eyes, almost tearing the woman to pieces. Her voice was as cold as a knife: "You cheap woman, won't let me touch after he touched you!"

The Sanskrit song protected his clothes, a pair of thin lips almost bit out blood, shook his head desperately, and burst into tears: "no, it's not like this!"

She was not by anyone. Why didn't he believe her, and his action tore a big hole in his heart.

How could he!

Why did he become like this!

But her words not only didn't calm the man, but aroused greater anger in his heart. Beiye determined that she was with Jiang Yuanyuan. After all, Jiang Yuanyuan was her ex husband.

For so many years, he almost banned Sanskrit songs, but unconsciously, her heart still biased towards Jiang Yuan!

Thinking like this, he suddenly buckled the Sanskrit song harder and tried to break into her body, and the window didn't know when it had been closed. The Sanskrit song saw that the man was about to succeed. I didn't know where the strength came from, and slapped on the man's face.

The air is quiet.

The atmosphere in the carriage was as strange as frozen. Beiye looked at her incredulously.

No one has beaten him for so many years!

Sanskrit is definitely the first!

His eyes were cool. The whole person seemed to roll up a hatred of destroying the sky and the earth, which looked frightening, and his eyes seemed to roll up a wind, snow and cold rain.

The Sanskrit bit his lips and looked at him timidly. There was only one thought in his heart. It was over.

She's finished.

She hit Beiye!

Beiye will kill her. This man never allows others to challenge his authority. He can be cruel to his son.

What's more, she opened her mouth. There was no blood on her little mouth. Her voice was broken with incomparable fear: "North Lord, I..."

"Very good! Sanskrit! How dare you beat me!" the master smiled.

That smile was as cold as a ghost. He looked at the Sanskrit slowly, as if he were looking at the dying man.

Sanskrit's big eyes were full of fear. She moved back in fear!

Just when the Sanskrit thought he was doomed, Beiye's cell phone suddenly rang.

Sanskrit looked at him in horror. She thought he wouldn't answer the phone, but she saw him frown and pick up his cell phone to answer the phone. At that moment, Sanskrit didn't know if he had escaped.

But she knew it would not be so easy. He must have another way to deal with himself.

I don't know how long it took, maybe just a few seconds, Beiye hung up the phone. He took a deep look at the Sanskrit and said, "get off!"

"But..." her clothes have been broken. Going on like this is equivalent to

Before thinking clearly, he suddenly covered himself with a dress from the top of his head and covered himself tightly: "go back and clean you up!"

It turned out that she didn't intend to let herself go. Instead, I changed a car, wrapped my clothes in Sanskrit, and as soon as I got off the bus, I saw Beiye's assistant.

"Aunt Si, please get in the car!"

He said respectfully that he didn't know how much he saw in the Sanskrit, but he must have known what had just happened.

He bit his lip. When he was about to speak, Beiye's car had roared away from behind her.

She looked at the car and felt severe pain in her eyes. Her heart seemed to be pinched hard. When she was getting ready to get on the bus, suddenly a car hit her straight