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Feng Yu frowned as he looked at her tangled brows. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that teasing her was a very pleasant and pleasant thing to do.

"Are you wearing so little on purpose?" Feng Yu's words were even more wicked, provoking her.

"It's not like I'm wearing it, you forced me to wear it." Heavens, this man was being unreasonable. Why was he blaming her for tempting him?

"If I tell you to wear it, then wear it. You are truly obedient." Feng Yu continued to place the blame on her little head.

Lin Si, "…"

Seeing that she was silent, Feng Yu's expression slightly changed. In the next instant, his thin lips sealed her small mouth.

Lin Ming's face was deathly pale, his two small hands tensed up. He hadn't expected that this man was actually real … So terrifying.

But it was even more terrifying, it was still at the end …

To Lin Ming, this was simply a nightmare. The ice-cold water was washing her nerves, but the man did not let her off for even a second.

Only when he was tired did he leave with her. He took a towel from the side, wrapped her in it, and walked towards the bedroom with heavy steps.

"Remember, this is your wedding night!" The low voice that the man could not dispel still occupied her eardrums in a domineering manner.

A wedding night?

Lin Ming felt his mind become heavy and dull. She felt that her life had become completely gray.

When he entered the bedroom, Feng Yu left her on the bed and went into the bathroom.

Lin Ming felt humiliated as he shrunk himself into a ball, continuously biting on one of his fingers in order to control the emotions that he wanted to escape.

In this place, she really didn't want to stay for a second longer. Feng Yu was simply not a human. Even though he said that she was his wife, in the end, she was only his plaything.

Feng Yu came out of the bathroom with a towel tied around his body. Looking at the curled up little girl, his thick eyebrows slightly creased, "You don't want to go wash? We have to go to dinner tonight. "

"I'm not going anywhere!" Lin Ming couldn't help but tremble. Even his voice was trembling.

"It's not up to you!" As Feng Yu spoke, he turned around and entered his dressing room.

Lin Ming painfully closed his eyes, tears flowing from the corners of his eyes.

A few minutes later, Feng Yu, dressed in a suit and leather shoes, walked out. Seeing that she didn't have any reaction, his cold eyes narrowed. "I don't have much patience. It's best that you don't come to challenge me."

"Feng Yu, why are you hurting me like this? What do I owe you? " Lin Huan angrily growled at him.

Feng Yu looked down at her condescendingly. She was like a mermaid that had just emerged from the water. She had long, wet black hair and a small, snow-white, exquisite face.

Feng Yu, who was used to seeing beauties, felt his heart tremble. In the next second, he reached out his hand and gently touched her white face: "What do you owe me in the future? I'll tell you in the future. Right now, go take a bath and change into that dress."

His tone was filled with rare gentleness. As he listened, he actually didn't sound that repulsive.

"You still have ten minutes!" The moment Feng Yu turned around, it also limited her time.