You are my trial marriage honey wife

Hearing her voice, an Ruocheng earned excitedly, pressed his hand on the operating table on his side and propped up half his body in pain.

"You are the third personality that Yunchu said!" He gritted his teeth and said, "tyrannical personality!"

Although Yunchu didn't say what characteristics the third personality has, he has seen it with his own eyes.

If you want to give her a special name like a cowardly personality, the tyrannical personality is perfect.

The woman in front of him is too strong. He is not used to being looked at like a weak person from a commanding position.

Even knowing that struggling to get up would pull the wound, he did so without hesitation.

"Gu still" looked at him coldly and smiled: "yes. What Yiyi can't solve, I'll finish it for her. As for Gu's useless woman, she will only shrink behind us and let us bear all the harm for her. "

She said, suddenly approaching.

Her face suddenly enlarged and her eyes were full of evil spirit, as if there were flames burning.

"She is so useless. What qualifications does she have to dominate this body?"

Her voice was like a roar of rage. It was a hundred times worse than when she appeared in front of Yunchu last time.

"I won't insult her!" An Ruocheng pressed the wound with one hand and grabbed her wrist with the other hand. Her face was ferocious and her strength increased. She wanted to crush her wrist.

She didn't seem to feel the pain. Instead of frowning, she smiled coldly and said, "Oh, if you don't let go, the hand that often takes the scalpel will be abandoned. Don't forget, this body is also hers. "

“……”

Ann Ruocheng suddenly released her hand.

His breath was still heavy and he stared angrily at the woman in front of him.

Want to vent, but find yourself unable to find a way to vent.

No matter how hateful the woman is, she is also using the body of his beloved woman. How can he have the heart to do anything to her.

"Hum." She sneered, shook her wrist, walked slowly to the end of the operating bed, and said carelessly, "you try every means to make her change back. You don't hesitate to use bitter meat. You won't think that it's me who changed back."

She went to the end of the operating table, looked back at an Ruocheng, who was barely sitting, and stretched out her slender fingers to slide slowly across his legs.

"They are not my people." An Ruocheng mute voice way.

He did want to use bitter meat, but he was beaten before he could use it.

"Oh? Really? "

"Gu still" seemed surprised and picked his eyebrows. Although he had some doubts in his eyes, he was not much affected, and he didn't want to know who those people were.

Her hand soon touched the scalpel inserted in anruocheng's lower leg.

She looked back at him and asked softly, "does it hurt?"

Her voice was very light, very light, light enough to make people have an illusion that she was concerned about people, but a bloodthirsty smile was aroused in the corners of her mouth.

Suddenly, she took hold of the horse's handle and stirred it on his wound with great force.

"Er......" an Ruocheng was unprepared. He was irritated by the sudden pain and snorted. His body trembled involuntarily, took a breath and looked at the woman beside his legs.

"Oh. It hurts? "

"Gu still" sneered, increased his strength in his hands, and stirred his legs vigorously, as if he were doing a very interesting thing. His eyes were full of excitement.

"Ann Ruocheng, I tell you, don't be conceited and try to do something for her. A useless woman like her can't face anything. She only deserves to shrink in the corner and wait to die. "

The more she said, the more excited she was, and the more she tried to move her hands.

An Ruocheng is a clank man. He has never been afraid of anything and disdains to be afraid of anything. But at the moment, looking at the woman in front of him with his wife's face and using his wife's body and his wife's hands to do such cruel things to himself, his face can't collapse.

Pain is not only the pain of the body, but also the pain of the bottom of the heart.

He clenched his teeth to make no noise.

His stubbornness and backbone do not allow him to show weakness in front of his beloved woman.

Even if the woman is not his wife, he will not let himself show weakness in front of her as long as she holds her face.

This is a man's dignity.

"Gu still" saw that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't hum, as if he couldn't find the fun of torture, and the excitement in his eyes gradually turned into anger.

"Hum! Take it. She can't see it anyway. "

Ann Ruocheng bit her teeth and stared at the woman in front of her.

The body collapsed because of pain, and the stitched wound on the chest tore more and more.

He felt almost numb with pain all over his body.

There seemed to be an illusion in front of him. The woman he was thinking about seemed to appear and looked at him with a worried face.

"Yi, ran..." he murmured. In order not to let himself humm, he only had two words, but he could only speak word by word.

Gu still, who was holding the scalpel, stared at him ferociously, his eyes red, as if he were crazy and wanted to kill.

After hearing his cry, her complexion suddenly stiffened, and the red color in the fundus of her eyes faded slightly.

She suddenly released her hand holding the scalpel and held her head in both hands.

Her head seemed to hurt so much that she looked up as if she was going crazy. She held her head in her hands and turned around in place with her eyes closed.

“……”

The pain between an Ruocheng's legs suddenly disappeared. He suddenly woke up and saw such a picture.

"Still?" With a nervous cry, he moved and wanted to go down to see her.

But when he moved gently, the pain between his legs made him bite his teeth tightly.

While anxiously looking at the woman next to him, he endured the pain in his chest and bent down to pull out the scalpel between his legs.

He slowly moved his legs, got out of the operating bed, and limped to Gu's side.

She couldn't stand the pain and squatted down.

She hung her head, her hands still holding her head, and beat hard from time to time.

"Still?" An Ruocheng cried anxiously.

Although he knew that the tyrannical woman in front of him was not his little wife at all, he couldn't help caring for her.

Suddenly, the woman who had bowed her head suddenly stopped, slowly put down her hands and slowly raised her head.

An Ruocheng was looking at her with concern. Naturally, he looked at her at the first time.

What kind of eyes are they? He is clear, divine, calm and wise. He is not as conceited and arrogant as he was just now, and even full of bloodthirsty ferocity.