Escaped Wife of a Tyrant CEO

Chapter 141

She guarded against him just to stay away from him. But she still slept with him.

She felt discomfort in her body and told herself that it was okay. She just slept with him and her purpose was to go back.

Go back.

Let him sleep with whoever he wanted.

Let him be with Jiang Xinyue.

Nuonuo finally sat up. She held her ankle with a light pressure, and almost passed out.

The psychopath approached her, his voice was suppressed, "You know what's pain ..."

F*** you, you are crazy.

Nuonuo had never wanted to endure. She thought of what he had done consciously at the moment, and she wanted to kill him. So when he leaned over, she slapped him hard.

However, Qiu Li pampered her in the past, so he had let her scold him.

But the cold anger of being "betrayed" was still there, and he held her wrist without blinking. Then pressed her against the pillow.

Her black hair spread out, and a few strands fell on her shoulders.

She looked fragile and beautiful.

There was a desire for abuse, but his eyes couldn't wait to kill her.

He laughed coldly, but his heart hurt.

He said, "The wedding is cancelled."

Nuonuo looked at him in the eye.

"Since you don't want to follow me, you would always follow me without a name."

She tried to laugh, "Ah, it's good. Should I stop trying to get the divorce certificate?"

Nuonuo saw the man's cold look sink in an instant.

He pulled her off the bed.

Nuonuo was really angry, angry about the book, angry about the characters in the book, and angry about the development of the plot.

The most frightening thing in this world was that when someone was just a step away from success, they suddenly stepped on the ground and fell into the abyss. No matter how good her temper was, she couldn't wait to kill this group of people.

The CEO plot was unscientific, but she didn't expect that every time she encountered such a dog-blood plot, it would be unscientific and unreasonable.

It was simply the most malicious to her, more like hindering her from leaving.

Qiu Li didn't pity her at all, but Nuonuo couldn't stand. As soon as she was pulled up by him, her legs puffed and she nearly knelt in front of Qiu Li.

She gritted her teeth and looked up at him, his hand stretched out and her face was stunned for a moment. Finally he turned cold and looked at her.

Nuonuo felt that the male lead had finally finished his own plot.

She also suddenly understood why the domineering man in CEO novels always had to love and kill, it was really ... this kind of man couldn't help but want to kill.

Arrogant, fierce, and empty-eyed, whatever he believed was truth.

Nuonuo knew her situation. She probably would've died in this book without antidote. She didn't like chastity, she insisted that she didn't want this man who hurt her to touch her.

But there would only be one last night.

Nuonuo didn't rely on him either. She saw that the wedding dress on the ground was torn. The sheets on the bed were also stained with various unknown dry liquids ... and a touch of dark color.

Her small face sank.

Before she could decide whether to wear the torn wedding dress or a dirty sheet, the man picked her up and put her on the bed.

Nuonuo glared at her. She couldn't tell clearly. His state changed rapidly.

Qiu Li's tone was cold, "Wait."

Within two minutes of opening the door, he came back and brought a suit.

It was autumn now, and he had a pullover in his hands. When he came in, he put it on her.

The sweater was of good quality, soft, and close-fitting.

She didn't want him to touch her again, but the man was rude and ruthlessly liked to impose a sentence on her.

She tried to hit him several times and was held by him.

Nuonuo finally knew the gap between men and women. If Qiu Li didn't want to, she couldn't even touch his hair. She could bear it originally, but this time she was really sad to be wronged.

Regardless of embarrassment and self-esteem, she cried.

She was crying as he held her wrist and raised them at the head of the bed.

Her voice was hoarse, and the man didn't give her a sip of water.

She was crying out of breath, and her throat was stinging.

Disregarding her image, she was like a child who was wronged to the extreme. She couldn't hold it when crying.

Qiu Li's hand that held her wrist trembled. She was a traitor. She was a liar. She had no heart. He told himself again and again.

He pulled her clothes down and covered her thighs.

She was still crying.

He saw the injury on her leg, which was not actually an injury. It was made when he was too emotional. But with her delicate appearance, it wouldn't disappear for a few days.

He was like a death row prisoner who had been thrown in fire repeatedly. He lowered his eyes, and gently released her hand.

If she hit him again, he would just fan her face.

In his life, she trampled on him repeatedly.

However, she was really wronged, and her thoughts on him were gone, and she only cried so much that she couldn't stop.

Since he didn't strangle her the previous night, it was impossible to kill her in this life. Was there any other way?

Qiu Li picked her up and put her in his arms.

Never mind ...