C11
"Still pretending to be arrogant?"
he asked expressionlessly. He leaned over, covered her body, and held her in his arms …
"You – scram –!"
She was frightened and angry and frightened
He coldly gazed at the enchanting redness on her lips, and his face immediately sunk to the bottom …
F * ck off, she actually had the guts to tell him to f * ck off. Did she not remember that he was her husband? The place she was at was his mansion, his territory. Tell him to scram — she really dares!
Su Yi's body trembled as she stared at him in fear. She gently bit her lower lip, which he had bitten, and her body shrank back bit by bit. The tears of fear slowly welled up in her eyes …
"Give it another try!"
Her tone was fierce and her eyes seemed as if they were going to burst into flames …
She knew, from the very beginning, that this man was terrifying. Just by relying on his imposing manner, he could obediently intimidate her, and the intense cold and fierce aura around him was able to easily defeat her. In front of him, she didn't even have the strength to fight back, not even a little bit …
The handkerchief wrapped around her hair let go as it slanted down like a waterfall of black silk, landing on her shoulder that was half naked like snow. It spread out smoothly like a lake and scattered on the dark yellow bed. He lowered his head and shifted his gaze. Suddenly, his large hand slashed towards her waist …
Su Yi's body didn't have the strength to move, but her face suddenly paled as her voice trembled. "You go find your secondary wife, you go find her! I beg you, I beg you, don't touch me —"
Don't touch you? He sneered and pulled open the tightly bound belt on top of his big red wedding dress. "Don't tell me that there's no mama in the mansion who's going to teach you how to get married?"
No one taught her how to sleep, and no one told her that Prince Mo didn't want to marry any of the women in the Prime Minister's Estate. Seeing his violent look, she knew that she would not be able to escape today, and her face turned pale instantly.
'Bang! 'a cracking sound was heard as the shawl on his body was torn apart …
"No — no —" Her eyes widened in horror. She wanted to struggle but she was powerless. Tears welled in her eyes as she looked at him through the mist with a vulnerable and helpless expression …
"No? "He is her husband, and he is not allowed to touch her. Could it be that she has someone she likes in her heart?" He slightly frowned as his large hand fiercely grabbed her shoulder and pulled the shawl over her shoulders. Immediately, a large area of snow-white flesh was exposed on his chest; it was sparkling and translucent …
"Bitch, you do not have the right to say no. This King said, no matter what, tonight you will be This King's woman —"
"Don't you like me? Why did you touch me? "I am a broken flower, wouldn't you be dirty if you touched me?"
