Mi Ruo's eyes suddenly widened, tears bursting out like a dam, gushing out unblocked, her pupils flickering slightly and trembling.
"No, you can't! Li Yan... stop... stop!" She screamed, but Li Yan was crazy and didn't hear her plea at all.
Mi Ruo struggled hard: "You can't come in, I will hate you forever and never forgive you! You can't - ah -"
He penetrated dryly without any lubrication. The tearing pain seemed to split her whole body into two halves, but she seemed unable to feel it. Her body drooped lifelessly, motionless, as if
The walking dead with souls emerging from their shells.
But at this moment, she suddenly saw a wooden hairpin on the dressing table. Although it was a wooden hairpin, the other end was extremely sharp.
At that moment, a thought appeared in Mi Ruo's mind - if Li Yan wanted to hurt her like this, would she only be able to get rid of his shackles and pursuit if she died together with him?
Seeing her motionless, even in such an intimate posture, he still saw the determination in her eyes, as cold as death, which made Li Yan hateful in his heart. Could it be that all the feelings in the past are really gone forever?
He frowned subconsciously, gritted his teeth, and pushed the last bit into her body. His slightly raised thin lips pursed tightly, his face frighteningly gloomy.
He put his hands on both sides of her body, holding her in his arms, and then reached out to wipe away her tears. Li Yan's movements were very light, so gentle, as if he was afraid of hurting her, and carried her with him.
There was a forbearing care, but Mi Ruo couldn't feel his tenderness at all.
In Mi Ruo's eyes, Li Yan was a heinous devil. She wanted to beg him so much, but now she felt so discouraged that she had an idea in her mind. If she really wanted to beg her
It's up to Li Yan to die. She would rather die!
Li Yan still didn't know what Mi Ruo was thinking. His slender fingers gently stroked Mi Ruo's petite white cheeks, and his narrow peach blossom eyes stared at her hazy tearful eyes, "How about it, Mi Ruo? Do you like it if I give it to you?"
A wedding gift? This should be called a surprise, right?"
"You pervert!"
"I just like it when you call me a pervert," Li Yan's thin lips curved, "Mi Ruo, you don't know, the more you scold me, the more I want to ravage (Harmony) you."
"You..." She widened her pupils and panted heavily, wishing she could bite the big demon in front of her to death.
Li Yan snorted coldly, took off the rose flower diamond ring from his finger and put it on Mi Ruo's finger. He then took out the matching diamond ring from the other pocket and put it on his middle finger.
He held her hand, and the cold edges of the two diamond rings touched together, making a jingling sound.
"Look, I still have our wedding rings. Apart from it, I really can't think of any other ring that can match your hand."
Mi Ruo glanced at the ring and gritted her teeth. The gums of her lower lip ached slightly. She didn't know whether the blood in her mouth was Li Yan's or her own. "Li Yan, I don't owe you anything in this life.
Why do you torture me like this?"
Torture? Is it torture? What she can see in her eyes is just torture?
Hearing these two words, Li Yan felt inexplicably irritated. He bent down and grabbed her arm to pull her up. The swelling that penetrated deep into her body did not come out, and she was still swollen.
She wanted to push him away, but she didn't have the strength to push him. Seeing that she was about to fall down again, Li Yan picked her up and changed her position. The dressing table happened to be more than one meter away to her left.
He pressed her down and tortured her arbitrarily, looking at her body with piercing eyes, frivolously rubbing her hard with his palms, Mi Ruo frowned in pain.
Li Yan bit her earlobe and said in a mellow and sexy voice: "Can you still bear it? If you feel comfortable, just scream out. I know you have always liked it, just like I like doing it with you."
If, don't tell me, you don't miss my body, you don't miss the taste when I make love to you, you don't miss the feeling when I penetrate so deeply into your body."
When he finished speaking, he twitched hard.
"Ah -" she finally couldn't help but scream.
Not because of pleasure, but because of pain, not just physical pain, but also the unbearable pain in her heart. His words only made her feel sick, angry, and hateful!
Mi Ruo opened her eyes, and the clear and calm look in her eyes made the man in front of her pierce her eyes, and her soul seemed to be hit hard. He was deeply trapped in it, and the long-lost feeling of ecstasy made it difficult for him to extricate himself, but she seemed not to be able to extricate herself at all.
He was moved, like an observer, judging him with cold and sharp eyes.
"Li Yan, I don't feel anything at all! I don't feel anything for you, either physically or mentally! Do you know why I chose Luo Yuan? Because he never forces me to do anything I don't want to do.
At this point, you know, forcing others is your strong point. When did you learn to respect others and learn to cherish each other, you come to me to talk about love and feelings again!" Mi Ruo saw Li Yan's face turned livid, but he remained stubborn.
Gritting his teeth, his eyes widened angrily, "But I believe that a person like you will never be able to learn this in his lifetime!"
In an atmosphere that was supposed to be ambiguous and affectionate, he said such cruel and cold words, and also talked about another man who made him crazy with jealousy. Is he still in the mood to do it? She really hates him that much,
Are you cruel enough to leave him to be with another man?
Li Yan suddenly froze, and after a while he straightened up and quickly arranged his clothes.
"Mi Ruo, in the past six months or so, you have learned to be eloquent, but don't think that your eloquence can make me change my mind. I don't care who you choose, as long as it is what I, Li Yan, want, nothing can stop me."
He crossed his arms in front of his chest and looked at her jokingly, "I think you should worry about yourself first. With your current condition, can you still go out to meet people?"
Mi Ruo winced slightly and picked up a tattered corner of her dress to cover her body.
She glared at Li Yan angrily, took out a small dress from the closet that was still suitable for a wedding, and when she turned around, she quietly picked up the wooden hairpin and hid it under the dress. She lowered her head and prepared to go to the bathroom to change.
On the way, Li Yan's voice sounded from behind.
"Where to go? Just change here!"
Mi Ruo suddenly froze and looked back at Li Yan.
Could it be that he just saw it?
Li Yan walked towards her slowly, his body was still neat and tidy, and he was not at all embarrassed, which formed a sharp contrast with the tattered clothes on her body.