Every time, he was used to it.

Tang Qing closed her eyes and lay on the sofa like a dead fish. Her tears flowed down the corner of her eyes, making the sofa wet.

In this brand-new villa, there is a grave like silence.

*

Tang Qing lived in the villa.

The next day, there were a lot of servants and guards who had not met each other. There were dozens more people. In the huge villa, there was a little more popularity immediately. It was not as cold as the first night.

In the morning, Tang Qing sits on the bed with her legs in her arms and looks at Xiao Fengting changing clothes in front of her.

Her sight passed through his figure and fell in the distance.

She cried almost all night, and her eyes were swollen like two walnuts.

But it didn't get a little compromise from men.

Tang Qing thought that she could not live without her life.

No matter it is crying or crying, there is no way. She is too weak. She has no deterrent force in the face of his power. He knows that she will submit sooner or later, just like every time she comes back to him in person. Who calls her so many weaknesses, who calls her so weak, who makes her care about so many people? She deserves to be threatened by him and can't help herself all her life.

The nerve in the brain has been tight, can't sleep at all, nervous pumping pain.

"I'll be back at noon." He changed his clothes, turned to her and said, "have lunch with you."

Tang Qing raised his hand and smashed the pillow on his side.

Xiao Fengting reached out and stood in front of her and looked down at her.

Tang Qing eyes fall in the void, the voice hoarse scold him, "go away, I don't want to see you."

Xiao Fengting put the pillow back on the bed. After looking at her for a while, he said faintly, "is it meaningful for you to make such a fuss? How many times have you made a scene because of this? What's the point? "

He came over and gently stroked Tang Qing's cold face, and then held her in his arms. "You can only stay with me in this life, you can't go anywhere. It will be better to die as soon as possible."

Tang Qing opened his mouth and bit his chest hard. She really hated her and did not let go of the blood.

The man did not move, let her vent in his body, until she was powerless to loosen the mouth, because exhausted and collapsed in his arms.

He raised his hand pitifully, slightly hooked her chin, and looked at the red blood on her pale lips. Her eyes were red, her face was bloodless, but there was a thrilling beauty.

He lowered his head and gently held her lower lip, and bit by bit licked the bloodstain on her lips.

"If you really hate me, you should bite this meat off." His eyes looked at her face gently and sighed, "but you don't even have the strength If you leave me, where can you go? You will only be bullied by other men, and those men will not be as good to you as I am Do you think they will be so gentle to you in bed? They'll just bully you so hard that you can't get out of bed all day

Tang Qing opened his eyes indignantly, "shut up for me!"

He gave a faint smile, "do you think I'm lying?"

Tang Qing trembled with anger, because his frivolous words, or a deeper fear, made her want to refute his words involuntarily.