She felt as if her body had been torn apart by him, and finally, tears came out of her eyes, and she wanted to turn her head away. But he kissed the lip fiercely.

His movements were quite rough, obviously his heart hurt to the extreme, but he still didn't care about her feelings and hardened his heart.

This woman is in the past for him, and he doesn't need to cherish and love it anymore. He was so good to her, but after she snatched his heart, she took it out and threw it on the ground and trampled it on.

Her self-righteousness, her distrust, her abandonment deserve such a price. He even felt that he should be more cruel to her, so that after the two of them were cleared, he would not live in the pain of losing her again.

She made him hurt, and he made her hurt tenfold, hundredfold, thousand, ten thousand!

Feng Hao abused Xia Yucheng's body like crazy, and his beautiful leopard-like body tightly covered hers.

Her body ached as if it wasn't her own. My heart hurts as if it's not my own.

Gradually, each other's breathing turned calm, and Feng Hao hugged her tightly and buried his face in her neck. As soon as it was over, their bodies were still hot, but each other's hearts were still cold to the bone.

The lamp was turned on by the wind, and I saw her lying on the pillow, breathing low like a little beast that was bullied to death, and couldn't help but be stunned, and the pain that overturned the river and the sea couldn't help but flood from the bottom of his heart to every cell and every drop of blood in his body.

"It's only once, you can't stand it, and there are still ninety-nine times, how can you pay it back?" he deliberately ignored his soft-heartedness, and coldly curled the corners of his lips in disgust.

She sat up slowly, the hair in her ears almost soaked with tears, pressed against her cheeks, looking fragile and a little sad.

There was a mist in her dark eyes, and crystal clear teardrops slowly rolled down from the corners of her eyes.

"Feng Hao......" she shouted, unable to speak in pain, she would rather be clean with him than torture each other like this.

Isn't it separated?

Ninety-nine times, ninety-nine times like this, it's better to die!

"Since you hate me so much, are you happy when I die?" she said almost with extreme difficulty.

Feng Hao frowned, his handsome face tightened, and he forced himself not to look at her again. Then get out of bed and start getting dressed.

Even if he humiliated her so much, he could make his posture like a king, elegant, calm, and proud......

Seeing that he could still be so calm and comfortable, quickly tidying up his clothes, Xia Yucheng only felt his sadness and despair. She jerked over and grabbed a ceramic doll on the bedside table and threw it at him.

Feng Hao stretched out his hand and caught it steadily, he sneered and went over to rearrange the ceramic doll, and looked at her with his head down for a long time.

Holding up her jaw, he said slowly: "Xia Yucheng, if you die, I will die, and we will be buried together, remember?

Seeing his half-serious and half-joking expression, Xia Yucheng heard a burst of indignation, grabbed his hand and opened his mouth fiercely and bit it.

She loves him so much, how can she be willing to let him die?

But he still used this to block her!

Originally, she was angry in her heart, and she held it all the time, which would use his palm as an outlet for venting, and she would no longer let go when she bit it.

Feng Hao looked down at her, frowned slightly, did not break free, did not stop her, just quietly vented by her, and a trace of warmth gradually appeared in her cold eyes.

has always really annoyed her, annoyed her, and the most distressed person who gave in was only him.

"Have you bitten enough?" he asked in a dumb voice, and his other hand touched the top of her hair, soothing her excited feelings. He was so right about her, how could he not know that she would be in pain.

Xia Yucheng's tears kept flowing down, and she didn't let go until her mouth overflowed with a smell of blood.

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