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Chapter 8: Trampling self-esteem underfoot

Why? Why do such disgusting things exist? Is that human nature? The more she thought about it, the more Jian Ying felt as if her head would explode. Her lips were almost white from her bite, but her cheeks were surprisingly hot.

The entangled and complicated emotions seemed to tear her whole body apart.

Li Liuye looked at the complicated and cute expression on Jian Ying's face and suddenly burst into laughter. The little thing he fell in love with was indeed so innocent that it could not be described in words.

He leaned in front of her, hugged her body gently, and murmured: "Don't be afraid, I will teach you."

Jian Ying's hands were shaking violently. The disgust almost drove her crazy. She had an urge to push this man away, but she couldn't, couldn't, absolutely couldn't... she kept telling herself!

But in the end...

Still can't control myself!

Jian Ying withdrew her hand abruptly and pushed his body away hard, "No! I don't want it! It's disgusting! Go away! Go away!"

Li Liuye's pupils shrank instantly!

The air around her suddenly became cold, and the dangerous atmosphere spread bit by bit, making it difficult to breathe. Jian Ying held her hands on the European-style bedside table while breathing heavily.

Li Liuye stretched out his long arm and took Jian Ying from under the bed to the bed. His arrogant body pressed forward, and the cold breath tightly surrounded her. His big palm squeezed her wrist so much that it hurt...

No matter how much Jian Ying regrets, it has no effect at all. Didn't you expect the result when you walked into this place? Why do you suddenly start to want to be willful again... Jian Ying, mommy lying on the bed dying, do you really want to

Have you let go?

Really?

cannot!

No! Absolutely not...

His eyes slowly closed, with a strong heaviness.

"Little one, remember it clearly. Don't think that you can really open a dyeing workshop after I gave you a point of color. This is just a slight lesson!" Before he finished speaking, his hand had roughly pulled off the last piece of fabric, and fiercely

He crashed into her body!

So rough!

So cruel!

No pity at all!

Jian Ying's eyes widened and she clenched her hands tightly into small fists. The tearing pain seemed to have torn her whole body into half! She even forgot about screaming, even crying...

Every time he stood up or leaned forward, it was as if he was stabbing her with a knife.

Bai Te bit his lower lip and said nothing.

His eyes were just staring blankly at the ceiling.

Li Liuye looked at Jian Ying below him. When Ruotong saw the exquisite porcelain doll, there was no expression on his face, not even crying, not even screaming, not even asking for mercy...

His movements slowed down.

But the pain was not reduced by half.

"Little thing...does it hurt?" He pinched her chin with his hand, obviously caring, but he said it so harshly.

Jian Ying's eyes were never on him, she just looked at the ceiling blankly, shook her head mechanically, and then said softly: "Mr. Li, is it okay? I have to go to the hospital to take care of my mother."

"Still very naughty, look at me!" The cold voice made her tremble, her eyes slowly moved down, looking at God's most perfect masterpiece, but she couldn't laugh.

"Come here, you will know clearly that there is no room for you to escape. You have trampled your self-esteem under your feet. You are aloof and aloof. The more you act like this, the more I will crush you to pieces!" Li Liuye is indeed like this

According to legend, devils and angels coexist. When you are obedient, he will be an angel. He will smile at you gently, touch your cheek, caress you, and pamper you.
Chapter completed!
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