C1 Please Let Me Go

Qi Luoge had been tormented for an entire night. In the past three years, she could not count how many times she had been tortured like this by that man. In her memory, every time she cried out in pain, he would treat her even more fiercely. She did not understand. Was this because of the man's desire to conquer, or was it because he loved her? Was it because the more one loved her, the more passionate they would be, and the more they would spare no effort to sleep with her?

"Little thing, do you want it?"

"Little thing, can't you forget me for the rest of your life?"

"Remember, other than me, you can't let any man touch you!"

Her ears seemed to resound his passionate words. Every time Qi Luoge thought of this, her face would turn red.

Today, she dragged her tired body to attend her best friend Cheng Feixue's wedding. She had never seen the groom before. Cheng Feixue said that she wanted to maintain her mysteriousness and did not even tell her who the groom was.

However, what Qi Luoge did not expect was that the groom of a good friend was actually the man who slept with her for three years.

That man who was still in bed last night asking her if she wanted him!

He liked to eat half-cooked steak. There was a bruised birthmark on his thigh. When he thought about problems, he would always frown slightly.

Qi Luoge thought she knew him very well but she was the last to know when he got married. What was even more ironic was that he was married to her best friend.

A wave of pain passed through her heart and Qi Luoge subconsciously twisted her hands together. It was not that she did not want to question the man in front of her and why she did not tell her in advance but she did not have the qualifications to question him.

In just an instant, she forced herself to calm down but maintained a warm smile on her face and softly said to her good friend Cheng Feixue, "Xue'er, congratulations!"

"My best friend, Qi Luoge, I call her Beauty Luo Luo Luo!" Cheng Feixue playfully introduced her newly married husband.

Qiao Yushi looked at Qi Luoge indifferently. His expression was calm, as if he had never seen her before.

"Hello! I am Qiao Yushi!" He reached out his big hand and shook Qi Luoge's hand.

Maybe it was too hot in June. Qi Luoge's palms were covered in sweat. She only touched his fingertips and took it away in a panic.

Qi Luoge did not dare to look into his eyes, afraid that Cheng Feixue would see the unusual relationship between her and him in a panic.

Her worries were unnecessary. He was so calm and collected. Of course he would not reveal himself and make his beloved wife sad.

Cheng Feixue's delicate face was stained with hair. When he turned his head to look at her small face, he happened to see it. He smiled and reached out to help her remove it. It was as if her face was a fragile crystal. His movements were so careful.

Qi Luoge's heart tightened again. He had never treated her so gently before. She always thought that he was a cold person. It turned out that he was not. It was just that she was not worthy of his gentleness.

In a trance, Qi Luoge was led into the hotel lobby like a puppet.

The guest living room was very lively. People were enthusiastically discussing the family background knowledge of a new couple and their looks.

Qi Luoge could not be happy for her good friend anymore. Her husband was able to keep that kind of relationship from her. It could be seen that he was not someone worth entrusting his life to.

She could not tell Cheng Feixue about her relationship with Qiao Yushi directly. It seemed that she could only use other methods. Qi Luoge quickly sent a message to Brother Xiaoyong, hoping that there was still time.

After doing all this, the wedding music suddenly rang. All the guests and guests stood up to welcome the arrival of the new people.

The bride's father solemnly handed the shy Cheng Feixue to the elegant Qiao Yushi. The wave of applause lasted for a long time.

For some reason, Qi Luoge felt that he had once looked for her among the many guests.

Perhaps it was just an illusion. When she looked at him, he was looking at his wife with deep affection.

The wedding was still in progress. The ceremonial lady had already brought a cup of wine and was about to finish the ceremony. The person she arranged to mess things up, why hadn't he come yet?

Qiao Yushi couldn't bear to watch Qiao Yushi's gentle and gentle smile anymore. He stood up and Qi Luoge quietly left the wedding venue.

In the washroom, she pressed the keyboard of her phone and was about to dial Brother Xiaoyong's phone when her back suddenly felt hot. She was hugged tightly by a man.

Qi Luoge jumped in fright. Just as she was about to shout, her mouth was covered by a warm hand. This smell was very familiar to her. If it wasn't Qiao Yushi, then who else could it be?

Wasn't he drinking a cup of wine? Why was he here again? Could it be that before he drank a cup of wine, he went back on his words on the spot? Not getting married?

"Aren't... aren't you drinking the cup of wine?" Qi Luoge asked in a trembling voice.

What answered her was the heat in her ears and the man's hoarse voice. "I want you, now!"

His tone was unquestionable. She had thought that he would repent for her marriage. Her wishful thinking was instantly shattered by his exposed request.

Her brows unconsciously tightened. She turned her head to look at him in disbelief. She wanted to ask him: Are you crazy?

But he did not care what she wanted to say to him. His big hand gripped her waist and dragged her into the bathroom in two or three steps. He locked her with a backhand grip.

In order to carry out the invasion, he removed the hand that was covering her mouth. His big hand slid along her thigh into her short skirt.

"I don't want it!" Qi Luoge growled. This was the first time she had said these three words to him and also the first time she had rejected him.

At least at this time, he was the husband of her good friend. This was their wedding. She could not do this. That way, she would look down on herself, and the remaining dignity would be completely lost.

"You have no right to resist!" He whispered in her ear again.

Yes, she didn't have the right, otherwise, her father who was in his hands would...

"I beg you! Let me go! She is my good friend. If you don't think for me, then think for her, okay? Qi Luoge held her last hope and begged in a low voice. Her tears were already rolling in her eyes.

He could not love her, but he could not insult her like this. He could insult the holy wedding.

As if he did not hear her, he grabbed her resisting hands with one hand and extended his other hand deeper into her...

Qi Luoge was in pain, her body was in pain, and her heart was in even more pain.

He had never cared about what she wanted. She thought that in his eyes, she was not even comparable to a puppy.

She thought that he was married and that she could retire successfully, but she did not expect it to be so terrible.

"Don't blame me for wanting you here. It's because you're dressed too sexy that I can't help but want you. Tell me, is it intentional?" As he moved, he whispered into her ear.

Qi Luoge closed her eyes and bit her lips. She tightly held onto the toilet door. Her tears fell onto the white tiles one by one.