"Do you like it? I'll have someone shovel it tomorrow." The low-alcohol male voice was like the voice of the devil, spraying unhurriedly into her ears.
She looked at him with a half-smile, her bright facial features etched with traces of ridicule.
"You know? The most beautiful thing about you is these eyes, which I can't help but want to destroy."
Chu Wenbo grabbed her chin tightly, his eyes that were sinking into the pool were glowing with desire and strangeness.
He really wanted to destroy her, but he couldn't let her go.
"As long as you are willing, you can destroy me." His dark eyes blinked, a charming smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and his red face was as beautiful as a red plum in late winter.
"Do you think I'm really reluctant to let you go?" Chu Wenbo sneered, leaning his forehead against hers, and staring straight into hers with his dark eyes.
"Pah!" Raising his hand, he slapped her hard in the face and slapped her towards the wall on one side.
Blood overflowed from the corner of her mouth. She didn't seem to feel any pain. She just wiped it gently and turned around...
"Bang."
The impact on her back made her groan in pain, but she still raised her head to face him unruly.
Chu Wenbo clamped her jaw tightly, pressing her tightly between the wall and himself. He stretched out the tip of his tongue and licked the blood on her lips. The sweet and fishy taste spread in his mouth. He smiled like a bloodthirsty man. Like a demon.
"You think I'm really reluctant to let go?!"
There was once a woman who relied on his favor to become lawless, but now she has become just one of his collections.
"The most beautiful thing about you is these eyes, protect them well and don't let them lose their vitality, otherwise you will lose value." And he would not collect a worthless thing.
"If these eyes were gone."
"You will understand what hell is!" There was a devilish sneer on his face, but his voice was unusually soft and low, "Wenwen, you understand me, don't you?"
He smoothed her hair slowly, then threw her to the bed aside with both hands, and got on.
"No matter how much you don't want to, you still can't escape, can you?"
He pulled the hem of his clothes and pressed her under him, smiling extremely contentedly, but ignored the meaningful sneer on her lips.
Under the dark sky, the heavy snow was so heavy that people could hardly breathe. The biting cold wind carried desperate and miserable screams, which shocked those who heard it.
"Starting again?"
Under the red plum tree, a faint sigh overflowed, echoing in the deep night.