It’s too obvious what Jiang Yukuo wants to do with this posture.
"Jiang Yukuo, we have broken up. It's very boring for you to come and make trouble like this."
"It's boring?" Jiang Yukuo sneered, "You plant grassland on top of my head and let me be the villain. Do you think it's boring?"
"You are really... hopeless." Wen Sheng didn't bother to tell him that he cheated first, and she didn't betray him. She turned around and ran back to the room, took her cell phone and called 110.
Wen Sheng is afraid of getting entangled with others, but will not quarrel.
But Jiang Yukuo rushed in and pushed her down on the bed, took her cell phone and threw it aside.
"Go away!" Wen Sheng smelled Jiang Yukuo's breath, and felt a chill in her heart. In her mind, he and Xu Ke were rolling around in the living room, and she couldn't help but want to vomit.
I have been talking to Jiang Yukuo for a year and a half, but I have never discovered that he has such a dark and violent side. He seems to be a different person, which makes Wen Sheng scared. Her face turns pale, and Xiaolu's eyes are full of indifference and disgust. p>
Seeing her retching, Jiang Yukuo became even more angry. He pressed her hands and veins popped up on his forehead, "Wen Sheng, are you too damn humiliating? What's wrong with me, Jiang Yukuo? You want to do this?"
Disgusting me? Why go out and look for a man if you want one? I’m not a fucking man!"
"Jiang Yukuo, you are committing a crime now!" Wen Sheng gritted his teeth and said angrily, "If you dare to touch me today, I won't let it go!"
"Really? Even if I go to jail tomorrow, I will teach you a lesson today!" Jiang Yukuo pressed down on Wen Sheng, stripped himself naked, and then went to tear Wen Sheng apart, "I am a man! I want to save face!"
"Please understand, it was you and Xu Ke who humiliated me first! After I break up with you, I can't be good to others? Jiang Yukuo, you are too arrogant!"
"How can I stand it if you don't do it? I just made the same mistake that all men in the world make... Besides, didn't I apologize to you? You just acted like a petty person, but you actually found a man!"
Having said that, Jiang Yukuo got started directly.
Wen Sheng naturally refused to give in and looked around for something handy, but there was only a pillow on the bed and no weapon for self-defense.
Jiang Yukuo was fierce and angry, his eyes were scarlet and fierce, and he looked like he wanted to tear Wen Sheng into pieces.
Just when Jiang Yukuo was taking off his belt, Wen Sheng touched a crystal ornament on the bedside and gritted his teeth, thinking about knocking Jiang Yukuo to death.
Suddenly a tall black figure rushed into the room.
He stepped up in twos and twos, stepped on the bed, and kicked Jiang Yukuo right in the middle of the buttocks.
Jiang Yukuo was in pain. Just as he was about to turn around, he was hit in the head by something. Jiang Yukuo reached out to touch it and slowly turned around. After a few seconds, he rolled his eyes and fainted on the bed. p>
Wen Sheng was completely stunned. But his heart suddenly felt more settled, and he felt a little bit empty after the stone fell to the ground.
After Fu Yanlin threw Jiang Yukuo to the ground like a dead chicken, he helped Wen Sheng up, brushed the messy hair from her forehead, revealing a pale face. The anger on his cold face remained, but
I can't stop the emotions flowing in my eyes.
Wen Sheng looked at the murder weapon in his hand - a red wine bottle in the wine cabinet at the door.
Zhu Qingjia loves to drink, Wen Sheng doesn't drink much, but he thinks the bottle looks good, so he puts it away in the cabinet as a display. Unexpectedly, the display becomes a murder weapon today.
Fu Yanlin understood what she was worried about and said coldly, "He can't die."
Wen Sheng was a little speechless.
Fu Yanlin rubbed her hair, then stood up and went to the window, took out his phone and called Xu Rangchu, while touching the cigarette case in his pocket, took out one and put it in his mouth.
The moment the fire went out, Wen Sheng clearly saw the anger and cruelty in his eyes. The kind that wanted to kill someone.