C89 What a Terrifying Wall(2)

"Mr. Sen, is that so?" A cold smile appeared on her thin lips. "I have a friend who is a fan of yours. Can you give him an autograph?"

She clearly looked like she was asking a question, but she had a domineering attitude that didn't allow you to reject her.

He let go of the confused Jiaang Xin and took the autograph book from Zhang Teng. He signed a name in a smooth manner and smiled politely before leaving.

Casually tossing the autograph book to Xia Sheng who had caught up, he pulled Jiaang Xin's hand and walked out. He smiled as soon as possible, but everyone who had met him had. They all lowered their heads, not daring to look into his eyes.

Johnson walked up and put his arm on Xia Sheng's shoulder. The corner of his mouth twitched a few times. "Xin's ring, is it him?"

Xia Sheng nodded silently. He could not help but shiver. He remembered the miserable life he had in the past with a swollen face.

He even began to mourn for Jiaang Xin. He reckoned that Jiaang Xin wouldn't have a good time tonight.

As for the concerned party, Jiaang Xin was still in a daze, as if she had not woken up from her hypnosis.

She only felt that her body was light and her mind was immersed in a kind of emotion that did not belong to her. She was somewhat immersed and did not want to let go of this wonderful feeling.

But her instincts told her that she was in danger now. A cold and chilly atmosphere enveloped her. She even felt that her skin was pierced by tens of thousands of needles.

Her vision gradually became clear. It was a very familiar interior decoration of the car. She stiffly turned her head and saw the source of the terrifying air pressure.

She lowered her head guiltily and twisted her clothes with her fingers. Only now did she realize that she was still wearing the clothes of the Pandora. She subconsciously looked out the window and the scenery quickly flashed past. It was a familiar scene for her.

She wanted to explain something, but after thinking about it, it seemed like there was nothing much to say, so she chose to remain silent.

However, she did not know that in his eyes, her silence was a blatant provocation and resistance.

He roughly pulled her out of the car, and without caring whether she could keep up with his pace, Zhang Teng strode towards the community.

Entering the house, Jiaang Xin saw his gloomy expression and felt a little afraid in her heart. But she immediately threw this fear out. She did not do anything to let him down. Why would she feel guilty and afraid?

Thinking like this, she began to struggle. She grabbed the door frame with her hands and refused to walk forward.

Zhang Teng turned around and met her stubborn eyes. He suddenly smiled and, under Jiaang Xin's frightened look, he picked her up and threw her on the bed in the bedroom.

"You, you, you, what are you doing!?" Although the bed was softer and would not cause any substantial harm, Jiaang Xin was still in a daze from the fall. In just a few seconds, she saw Zhang Teng approaching and could not help but shout.

Zhang Teng ignored her and continued to shorten the distance between the two of them. In the end, Jiaang Xin was forced into a corner. Zhang Teng raised his hand and fiercely smashed it at her.

Jiaang Xin was so scared that she closed her eyes, but she heard a dong sound and a gust of wind by her ear.

When she opened her eyes, she saw that his eyes reflected her panicked face. His arm was supporting her ear. She was actually hit by the wall!

But this wall knocking was not romantic at all!

"Don't you plan on explaining?"

His calm tone even gave people the illusion of discussing. But looking at his cold mechanical eyes, Jiaang Xin felt her hands and feet start to feel cold.

"What do you want me to explain?" Jiaang Xin felt her mouth dry.

Squinting his eyes slightly, he looked at her trembling like a little hamster. The desire in his heart was hooting, taking her, ravaging her, making her beg for mercy!

His eyes darkened, and he kissed her.

Jiaang Xin widened her eyes and looked at the black eyes that were very close to her. The distance was too close and their eyelashes were tangled together.

She subconsciously resisted and this struggle was like a spark that ignited a fuse. It directly blew away the thing called rationality in Zhang Teng's mind.

Right now, he only wanted to possess her, so that her body would be filled with his aura, so that he would forever be the only person in her eyes!

She was his wife. Even if it was fake, it was not something that others could covet.

His struggles were fruitless, but his actions were even more crude. Jiaang Xin's eyes began to fill with tears. There were humiliation, anger, resentment, and only love.

She bit down fiercely, and the smell of rust spread in her mouth.

But he still did not let go!

His dexterous tongue sucked on hers. It was as if he wanted to suck out her soul.

Finally, he seemed to be satisfied. He let go of her, who was almost suffocating, and wiped his finger. Blood was wiped away and smeared on his lips.

She looked up from below. He was high and mighty and had the aura of an emperor. The coquettish bright red color on his lips added a touch of charm.

"You are not allowed to go in the future." His domineering words did not allow anyone to question or resist his orders.

Jiaang Xin stared at him and slowly, the corner of her mouth curled up into a perfect arc, "Why should I?"

"What? You don't seduce men for a day and you feel uncomfortable in your heart?" A faint sneer, with disdain and disgust in his eyes.

"So what if I am? So what if I am not?" Her attitude also became firm. "The contract stated that we will not interfere with each other. What, President Zhang wants to break the contract?"