Chapter 484

At the moment, every word and every word of Yin Mingfang stimulates the nerves of Wei Lin, who has been weakened by alcohol, and makes his eyebrows and heart jump with each other. Is this woman's heart really made of meat? Or does she have a heart?

In order to make her happy, he made every effort to do all this, but in the end, he only got her to hate him, very, very hate him.

The raging flame of anger burned three feet high in his heart, even made his eyes red, step by step close to her, and gradually bent down to her eyes.

Yin Mingfang was so stared at, her anger was finally replaced by extreme fear. After all, since they knew each other, no matter what she had done, or even if she had proposed divorce with him together with Yi Haoheng, he had never been angry with her.

Even in her subconscious, there was an idea that the man would not get angry. Therefore, it seems that now he is really terrible.

She felt the strong masculine atmosphere emanating from him, which was also very aggressive. It seemed that the temperature around her suddenly dropped several degrees, and her back was cold. She didn't dare to be too close to him. As soon as she stepped back, she fell and sat on the ground.

The next second, her heart will be completely overloaded, just want to run away. But when she moved, his strong arm suddenly propped up around her, surrounded her whole body, didn't give her any room to escape, and the tone of her voice was cold to the extreme, with a slight warning: "Yin Mingfang, how do you hate me? Don't forget that you are my wife now. You should do your duty as a good wife! "

As soon as he finished speaking, Yin Mingfang was suddenly picked up by him before she could react, and went to the bedroom on the second floor.

Here, Yin Mingfang finally understood what his wife was supposed to do. Not to mention that she is still pregnant. In fact, no matter what the circumstances, she can't accept it and do that with him

After all, she always felt that this kind of thing can only be done by the two sides who love each other; it was disgusting to do it with the people who don't love.

Close to him, she could smell the wine on him, and knew that he was drunk now. She began to struggle violently, her legs kept staring, her hands pushed him hard, and she wanted to get down from him: "Yi Weilin, you let me go, you bastard, you let me go!"

However, yiweilin's powerful big palm tightly controlled her in her arms and shouted at her, "if I let you go now, it's useless."

It never occurred to Yin Mingfang that one day, Yi Weilin, who was always gentle and gentle and had no temper, would suddenly be so cruel to her. No matter how she struggled, she would not let go of her.

He soon reached the second floor, kicked the master bedroom door open, and threw her on the big bed.

They have been sleeping in separate rooms since they came to Los Angeles. Now, suddenly, Yin Mingfang is in the same room with the man who is drunk and angry. Naturally, Yin Mingfang's whole body is bristling with sweat. She keeps shrinking. Her voice changes from just being tough to begging: "Yi Weilin, please don't touch me! Didn't you say you'd give me time? You don't mean that as long as I don't agree with you, you won't be forced to... "

"But now I repent, can't I?" Yiweilin pulls off his coat, climbs to bed and presses her under his body. With a big hand, he easily catches her two thin wrists, raises them over her head, presses them on the bed, and looks down at her. "You are the woman I married for five million yuan, and I never use them. Isn't that stupid?"

His tone was so cold that he could not help but treat her as a commodity and a tool.

Yin Mingfang can't stand such insults, so she fiercely resisted with all her strength. But now, how could she resist such a strong man?

After several struggles, she finally lost all her strength and gasped like a dying fish on the bed.

Yi Weilin sees that she finally stops moving. He touches her chest with his big palm and unlocks her buttons one by one.

But when Wei Lin unties all the buttons and wants to tear off her coat, her bright eyes are filled with tears. Through the water vapor, she stares at him directly and asks in a low voice: "Yi Wei Lin, I beg you, don't do this to me?"

It's obvious that yiweilin eats soft instead of hard. Just now, no matter how hard Yin Mingfang struggles, he can calmly subdue her and try to possess her. But now, her tears, her low cry, make him stop all the movements on his hands in an instant

In fact, he hates himself very much. He doesn't like the feeling that his emotions are controlled by others. His dark eyes were still full of hatred. He opened his mouth and said sarcastically, "do you want to be like jade for yihaoheng, or do you want to keep your children?"

At the moment, yiweilin's words to Yin Mingfang are undoubtedly a stone that arouses thousands of waves, which makes her eyes widen instantly and look at him inconceivably: "how do you know?"

Yin Mingfang's frightened expression, like that of being caught, once again stimulated Yi Weilin. He asked him to hold her chin tightly and sneered: "what's the matter with you I don't know? I also know that you once tried to kill him, only because time didn't arrive. And now, it's almost 50 days old, isn't it? Why don't you kill him? What do you want to do with him! "Yin Mingfang was stunned by Yi Weilin's roar. Her eyes moved, and tears fell from her eyes and flowed down her cheek into the pillow. In fact, she also wanted to know why she refused to kill the child. She clearly knows that this child is a bastard. He is likely to have all kinds of deformities. He can never be born!

Yin Mingfang's silence makes Yi Weilin hate her more. Does she want to be a real love? Even if she knew that they would never be together again in this life, even if she knew that the child could not be born, she would rather die for her life?

The extreme hatred makes yiweilin's voice more fierce, just like the voice from Hell: "Yin Mingfang, since you don't want to kill it, let me help you get rid of it!"

With that, he leaned down, the whole person pressed on her, and the thin lips quickly pasted on her neck. He kissed hard, just like a hunting cheetah, who would eat the prey into his stomach every minute.