With a "tear" sound, the photo was torn apart from the middle by two people, each holding half of it in their hands.

Cen Fanxing was stupid, the photo in her hand now seemed to weigh tens of millions of pounds, she was just angry, and she didn't want to tear the photo apart.

"Yaoheng, I didn't mean to, I'm sorry!"

Cen Fanxing let go of the other half of his hand, put it on the table, and looked at Sheng Yaoheng worriedly.

Originally, his face was just a little unsightly, the photo was torn, his eyes were almost bursting with fire, and his face was gloomy.

The air pressure around him seemed to be low, and a thick chill emanated from his body, making Cen Fanxing couldn't help but retreat.

She looked up at him, and now there was no emotion in his eyes, and there was a dead silence.

"Yaoheng, you speak, don't be like this, I'm afraid." Cen Fanxing's heart was full of guilt, she understood Sheng Yaoheng's feelings for Gu Nanyin.

The only photo, probably all his thoughts, has now been ruined by himself.

She was afraid, worried, and even her own heart was filled with deep sorrow.

"Cen Fanxing, get out!"

The cold voice overflowed from his mouth, without the slightest mercilessness and emotion.

She understood his emotions, but she was still sad in her heart, and raised her head and asked, "Are you still unable to forget her, so what am I?" ”

"Nothing." Sheng Yaoheng took a breath, closed his eyes and opened them again, staring at Cen Fanxing.

Hearing this, Cen Fanxing felt his heart be blown apart with a bang.

It turned out that after being with her for so long, she was still nothing, she couldn't help laughing, laughing at her delusion and stupidity.

But Sheng Yaoheng was obviously unwilling to make her too happy.

"You think if you are a little nicer, you can do whatever you want? Cen Fanxing, don't forget, you are just a woman my grandfather gave me. ”

"Now I can be nice to you, and I can change you. Nanyin is something you can never compare. ”

Sheng Yaoheng's voice was very cold, and he was still holding the half of the photo tightly in his mouth.

He reached out and picked up the photo, looking at it, half of it was her, and the other half was himself, but it was put on the table by Cen Fanxing.

It was as if his heart was completely shattered, gone, nothing.

"Sheng Yaoheng, how can you do this to me? You'll regret it. ”

Cen Fanxing said hatefully, she really wanted to snatch the other half of the photos and tear them apart.

She didn't know why she was so sad, maybe she didn't want to see Sheng Yaoheng like this, after all, it was all because of her.

If someone else is changed, he loves Gu Nanyin, how will that person deal with himself, and when will he come out.

"Heh, if you continue to stay, you will regret it, I will let you know what regret is."

Sheng Yaoheng walked over step by step, and half of the photo in his hand was also protected by him distressedly on his chest, as if he was afraid of being hurt by someone.

Did I hurt him? Cen Fanxing thought about it again and again, but there was no answer.

She couldn't bear it, everything was just an accident, why did he have to be so indifferent and ruthless.

Before Cen Fanxing could speak, he saw that Sheng Yaoheng had already walked up to her, and he grabbed her wrist, which hurt very much.

"Ah, it hurts, you let me go."

Cen Fanxing's eyes were red, and he looked down at his wrist, which was already red.

It turned out that this man didn't have any pity for himself at all, and thought that he was tempted by himself, but it turned out to be just an illusion.

This made Cen Fanxing feel a sense of frustration, as if everything was wishful thinking.

"Pain? You dare to shred Nanyin's photo, you did it on purpose, how can a woman be so jealous and strong. ”

Sheng Yaoheng still grabbed his wrist fiercely and refused to let go.

She felt like her wrist was about to break, but he kept struggling, trying to get him to let go of himself.

"I didn't mean to say it, and if you hadn't robbed it with me, how could the photo be broken, how could you be unreasonable."

"You say it's my fault? Who told you to touch my stuff, huh? ”

Sheng Yaoheng looked at her with a sneer, like a demon from hell.

His whole body was now cold, all cold, and as soon as someone approached, it would immediately turn into ice.

"You still can't forget her, in that case, what are you still marrying me!"

Cen Fanxing's anger came up in an instant, and he roared at Sheng Yaoheng.

Originally, he was in a bad mood, and he also came to explain to him, but what about him, it doesn't matter if he is ambiguous with Su Qingran, and now he is so fierce to himself.

She can't stand it, she can't bear it, even if he is her own fiancé, so what?

"What did you say!" Sheng Yaoheng was angry by Cen Fanxing's words, lowered his head and whispered in her ear: "So, I won't marry you, let Jiang also marry you, or someone else?" ”

These words made Cen Fanxing stupid, how could he say this about himself.

"It's better to marry someone than you." Cen Fanxing also lost his temper, and he didn't care about what he said.

Since you can't get along well, then hurt each other, what are you afraid of?

One sentence made Sheng Yaoheng's face even darker, and he blurted out: "Dreaming!" ”

"My business has nothing to do with you, you let go of me, let go of me!"

Cen Fanxing found out that something was wrong, he actually put the photo on the table, and reached out to tear his clothes apart, revealing his white chest.

"Ahh

Cen Fanxing blocked it with his hand, for fear of being seen by anyone, but Sheng Yaoheng didn't let him, and now he has no reason.

All thoughts were replaced by anger, and he simply tore her blouse and threw it on the ground.

"Don't touch me."

Cen Fanxing looked at the clothes on the ground, she only had underwear left now, but Sheng Yaoheng was obviously not satisfied.

His eyes were full of anger, and he didn't say a word, looking at Cen Fanxing in horror, as if he wanted to burn her completely.

"Sheng Yaoheng, you bastard, don't touch me, don't touch me, ah......"

Her resistance made him even more angry, grabbed her arm, and pressed her against the desk.

"You want other men to touch you, don't you? Cen Fanxing, don't dream, in this life, you are my Sheng Yaoheng's person, and you have to be my ghost when you die. ”

"Besides, how can I be willing to let you die, right? You have to atone for your sins. ”

Sheng Yaoheng's voice scared her, and it was too late to escape.

He didn't know where to find the rope that tied Cen Fanxing's arm.

"Sheng Yaoheng, don't touch me, I will hate you, you let go of me, let go of me."

She was helpless, she was afraid, but everything was useless, he wouldn't let her go at all, and he still pierced her body fiercely.