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The vision is dark for a few minutes. Xu Yimo strides forward and reaches for Lin Xiahua's wrist directly. He drags the woman to her back with strong action. Her tall and straight body blocks in front of her and faces Mingjiang.

"In the future, please don't be self righteous and care about some married men." Xu Yimo looks at Mingjiang in a cool voice.

Lin Xiahua stands beside him, looking at Xu Yimo's cold and frosty look at Mingjiang. She feels a little guilty. Just about to explain to Mingjiang, the man suddenly grabs her wrist, pulls her to his black Bentley, opens the door, and involuntarily shoves her into the car, closes the door, and gets into the car from the other side.

"Hello! What are you doing? " Lin Xiahua looks at the man with a face on the side of her body and is speechless. She reaches out to open the door, but Xu Yimo's slender joints catch up with the steering wheel and has left the hospital door quickly.

It's like a gust of wind. Lin Xiahua can see it in the rearview mirror. At the moment, Ming Jiang and Jiao Weiwei are in the same place, very embarrassed.

Lin Xiahua is really speechless to this man. She frowns at him and explains coldly: "Mingjiang was injured just to save me. Please send me back quickly."

Xu Yimo's face is straight, his thin and cold face is full of gloom, his thin lips are tight, and he doesn't say a word. The car is speeding on the road, which is obviously an ordinary lane, but he is driven out of the racetrack by Xu Yimo. Looking at the fast retreating scenery on his side, Lin Xiahua can't help worrying about his life.

"Xu Yimo, are you crazy?" Lin Xiahua frowned, Xiumei frowned, and there were some helpless annoyances in her eyes.

Suddenly, the car suddenly brake, Lin Xiahua suddenly forward, and then, the car slowly drove to the roadside, stopped on the roadside Avenue, did not continue.

Xu Yimo is gloomy and handsome. Leng Jun's face doesn't seem to have any expression, but his dark black eyes are full of anger. It seems that he can set off a bloody storm and rain at any time, sweeping the people around him.

"Xu Yimo, what do you want?" Lin Xiahua frowned and looked at him impatiently.

He didn't have any feelings for himself, but he forced himself to be cruel and merciless to himself.

Xu Yimo squinted at her dark eyes, and looked at her with a dim look: "if at this time, the person who brought you out was the man, would you not have so many complaints?"

His eyes were hot and cold, and there was a kind of indescribable decadence in the seclusion. Lin Xiahua bit his lip and looked at him with three twinkles, but he didn't speak.

Silence is the best answer, Xu Yimo looked at the woman in front of her eyes drooping submissive appearance, suddenly thought of many years ago, she is also so careful to follow himself, in his back when a supporting role.

No, more should be said to be the creatures in the dust. I never paid close attention to her.

Later, he was forced to marry her. She always followed her in obscurity, doing her own things peacefully. Even if there was any dissatisfaction, she just silently forbeared, didn't say a word, looked calm and clever.

But he was always disgusted with her cleverness and reminded him that this marriage was just a deal.

The air fell into a kind of calm indifference, and the low pressure around the man spread more strongly. Lin Xiahua even felt that breathing was a kind of difficult existence.

Biting her lips, she reached out and pressed the door, intending to leave. However, she was held tightly by a big palm, and her heart tightened. She subconsciously wanted to get rid of it, but she was pulled into her arms by the man, and pressed on the seat. Then, his heavy body pressed on her.

With a tight heart, when Lin Xiahua's brain was blank, he felt that his lips were covered with a layer of cool and violent softness. He clasped her chin tightly and drove straight in.

"Well..." Lin Xiahua frowned, reached out to push him away, but he held down the struggling restless little hand.

The space inside the car was narrow. Lin Xiahua couldn't find any other place to move, so she had to let her bully herself and be forced to bear it.

Xu Yimo suddenly felt that the people under him were gradually soft, and did not continue to fight. His dark eyes suddenly sank, and his eyes were stained with an imperceptible decadent color. A trace of reason gradually came back and slowly released her.

Just his hand just left, suddenly a fierce palm wind suddenly hit his side face.

Jun's face is burning pain, Xu Yimo's eyes suddenly become cold and fierce, frowning and looking at her darkly. Lin Xiahua's body can't help feeling guilty, biting her lip, subconsciously opening her eyes, but she feels that your hand is burning pain.

The bottom of my heart feel strange uncomfortable, the man's hot eyes in her body, like a knife in her heart.

Subconsciously, she was surprised that she dared to fight with this man, but the anger just accumulated in her heart made her not tense for a moment. According to his character, she didn't know how to punish herself."Why don't you talk? Is it comfortable to take a taxi? " His cold voice with a strong low pressure, and the whole body that a cold breath, people shudder.

Eyes trembled, Lin Xiahua clenched lips, even the lips were bitten white, did not say a word.

Xu Yimo was staring at her with angry black eyes. He quickly reached out his hand and clasped her chin tightly. Looking at her with a cold smile, he said, "Lin Xiahua, how could I not find you so capable before? Now I have found a suitable spare tire, so I can't wait to get rid of me?"

"So what?" Lin Xiahua side head, sharp eyes coldly looking at him, eyes cold: "those people are better than you to me, I find people wrong?"

He has a lot of anger in his heart, but he is even heavier!

What did she get by marrying into the Xu family for so many years? In addition to the cynicism of outsiders, in addition to his cold treatment, and the boundless home like the tide, every place made her feel suffocating.

There's nothing wrong with running away.

This sentence made Xu Yi's dark eyes suddenly set off a bloodbath, his hand clasping her chin tighter and tighter, and even left a deep red mark on her white skin.

Lin Xiahua forbeared the pain, a pair of clear eyes dense with water vapor, looking at him without showing weakness.

You Leng's line of sight on her slightly red eyes, Xu Yimo don't know what's wrong with the bottom of his heart, there is a kind of sour pain, but inexplicably some can't bear it.

Suddenly, he released her chin, pushed her to the side of the co pilot, sat in the driver's seat, looking at the front of the cold eyes, trying to suppress the bottom of my heart which kind of impending fury.

When Lin Xiahua saw that he released himself, she looked at him, pursed her lips, and reached for the door to get out of the car. But her hand just stroked the door handle, and the car suddenly started. She was surprised. Lin Xiahua quickly took back her hand, turned her head, and looked at him in amazement.

The man's cold line of sight is staring straight ahead, his eyes are deep, and the perfect handsome face is cold.

There was no need to say anything, but he did it on purpose.