He deliberately seemed to have been deceived by her, as if he was bewitched by her, and he pretended to worship her, all of which was deliberately teasing her!
Bastard damn man!
She cursed through gritted teeth.
The man laughed nonchalantly: "You should be more angry. This makes your face a lot more rosy and... prettier."
Without thinking, she waved a palm towards his cold mask.
The man did not dodge and let her hand hit his face. She didn't know if it hurt him, but her hand was sore from the shock of the silver mask.
"If you're not afraid of pain, you can continue to beat me for as long as you want." The man's joking voice sounded again.
"asshole!"
Of course she wouldn't be stupid enough to continue fighting, but she grabbed the silver mask and pulled it down hard.
She wanted to see how ugly and disgusting this damn bastard devil looked.
The mask came off in response, and the man did not stop her movement, but she saw nothing.
Because the moment she took off the man's mask, the man picked up the red silk scarf that she used as a hijab, quickly covered her eyes, and tied a knot on the back of her head.
"let me go!"
Both of her hands were caught by him, and he could easily control both of her wrists with one big palm. The little strength she struggled with seemed insignificant in front of him.
"Don't make trouble."
His low and hoarse voice sounded above her head, and his breath blew directly to the top of her head, with a burning breath.
Without the obstruction of the mask, his voice sounded clearer, but it made her heart tremble violently.
His voice was still hoarse and unpleasant, but his intimate tone gave her a familiar feeling.
Her nose felt sour and tears couldn't help but burst out of her eyes.
Because at this moment, she suddenly had the feeling that someone closest to her had spoken to her in such a familiar and intimate tone.
That man once protected her like a treasure in his palm.
who is it? Who is that
There were vague shadows floating in her mind, and she tried her best to think about it, but she couldn't remember it.
But no matter who the shadow was, it was definitely not the beast in front of her that was bullying her!
"Tears are useless in front of me. I won't let you go just because you shed a few tears, so you don't have to act anymore."
Her tears soaked the red silk covering her eyes. The man could see clearly, but he said unmoved.
"Bah! I just thought of someone and felt sad." She said bitterly.
"A person, who is it? Chu Shaoyang?" the man asked.
"Yes, that's him. So, even if you get my body, you will never get your heart, because in my heart, I only have one husband, and that is Chu Shaoyang!" She raised her chin and said.
Since she couldn't escape the devil's claws, she definitely couldn't let the devil get carried away like this. She just wanted to anger him.
The man was indeed irritated, and his fingers holding her wrist gradually tightened. She turned pale in pain, but remained silent.
She couldn't see it, but she could hear the man's heavy breathing, which was getting louder and louder.
"Very good, he is the only one in your heart. I want to dig out your heart and see who is inside, me or him!"
The man roared hoarsely.
She only felt a sharp pain in her heart. The man's fingers were already pressing on her chest. With just a little force, it was really possible to dig out her heart alive.