C4 Wash Clean Inside out

Cheng Bingyun was so shocked that she bowed. "Don't..."

Lee Zecheng put his hand in, and the cold air coming out of his thin lips was like the frost in the moon.

"He's just as sensitive as he was in the past …." Lee Zecheng saw her pale face gradually turn red, and the words she said were like needles piercing his.

"I already have a boyfriend, please stop..." Cheng Bingyun pleaded in a weak voice, battered and exhausted.

"So what?" Lee Zecheng took out his finger rudely.

"Let me see how powerful you have become!" As soon as he said that, the belt hit the ground.

Cheng Bingyun's pupils constricted as she shook her head, saying, "Don't be like this …"

"Have you done it with him? Is he strong or am I strong? " Lee Zecheng's voice seemed to spray out from his chest cavity, carrying the smell of blood.

Cheng Bingyun only felt the coolness beneath her feet as the city gate collapsed and a scorching heat approached her like a flame.

"Heh …" She suddenly laughed and completely gave up struggling. Her expression was empty as she continued, "There are traces of me and him in every corner of this room … From the kitchen to the bathroom to the balcony, every night my neighbors all hate me for disturbing the people … "

Lee Zecheng felt as if his heart was stabbed by something and the anger in his eyes reached its peak.

"So dirty!" Lee Zecheng squeezed out two words from between his teeth, then smashed his fist on the table, causing the glass to shatter.

He dragged Cheng Bingyun into the bathroom and opened the shower to wash her.

"Wash me clean, inside and out!" Lee Zecheng Di pointed at her like a sharp knife.

The hot water from the falling flowers poured onto her body mercilessly, from her collarbone to her chest, from her waist to her thighs …

Suddenly, he concentrated the water into a high-density column and shot it straight at her delicate body!

"Ah —" Cheng Bingyun's face was pale and red, and her toes were stretched and bent.

"Washing your body and shouting like this! "Cheng Bingyun, you're really hungry!" Lee Zecheng mocked mercilessly, but he did not stop what he was doing.

Cheng Bingyun closed her eyes and two streams of tears flowed down from the corners of her eyes.

She was at his mercy like a marionette, her face devoid of blood.

When would the entanglement between them truly come to an end …?

Even when the water stopped, the bathroom was still filled with mist and a charming atmosphere.

"Listen. I have the final say in the relationship between us! " Lee Zecheng threw the towel on top of her. The light in his eyes was like a vine filled with venom.

He wanted to imprison her in his own cage until she died.

… ….

Lee Zecheng had disappeared from Cheng Bingyun's side for several days in a row, giving her the same peace as before.

She thought the bathroom had let him vent all his emotions, so she refocused her mind and went back to work.

In the clinic.

Yin Ya'nan, with her delicate face, was sitting in front of Cheng Bingyun, hesitating to speak.

"Dr. Cheng, can you really cure my fiancé's illness?"

Cheng Bingyun nodded. "Don't worry. We already have countless successful cases in the health care institute's national chain..."

Yin Ya'nan tightened her grip on the pen and solemnly signed the contract.

"Then I will leave my husband and I to you." She said somewhat embarrassedly.

Cheng Bingyun smiled and got up to take Yin Ya'nan to swipe her card, but accidentally knocked over the handbag on the table.

The purse rolled out and stopped at Yin Ya'nan's feet.

She bent down to pick it up. Just as she was about to return the wallet to Cheng Bingyun, she caught a glimpse of the photo in the wallet and was stunned.

"Dr. Cheng, why do you have a picture of my fiancé in your wallet?"