After Those Years of Misery

Realizing that he was afraid of him, Zillog secretly cheered himself up in his heart, not to be so unpromising, not to let him look down on him.

Raising his small face, proudly facing his cold pupils, he said fearlessly: "I said, you have no right to question my heart, I have the right to like him and associate with him."

"Damn it!" Qiao Yushi cursed, lifted her and threw her onto the bed without mercy, and then pressed her firmly.

He shouldn't be soft-hearted, shouldn't let her go, let her know the consequences of provoke him!

Without hesitation, she was sealed by his sword, frowning and closing her eyes, enduring the pain caused by dryness.

Even if he is so angry, he still feels a little bit intolerable when facing her reluctantly.

Forcing herself to be more cruel to her, forcing her to bend on her knees on the bed so that he could not see her face. The anger turned into strength, and it writhed wanton in her body.

His tyranny aroused Zillog's fighting spirit, even if his body could not beat him, his mouth would never lose to him.

"Don't...think...this...can stop me..." The sentence was divided into several paragraphs by his impact.

"Dare to say! I will kill you..." Qiao Yushi gritted his teeth and attacked more fiercely and deeply.

She was indeed in pain, his sturdiness was about to burst her body, biting his lip and clutching the sheets. If you don't dodge, it hurts like this.

Perhaps only when it hurts can I remember how cruel this man is, and not let my heart sink.

When he was released, she almost collapsed, sweating all over, collapsed softly on the bed.

"Dare to say it?" His voice was not as cold as it began.

Zillog took a few deep breaths weakly and spoke in a low voice.

"You can't stop me like this!"

He was rushed up with the blood of a few inaudible words, raised his hand to her delicate face and slapped it down, to see if she could not understand self-esteem and self-love.

Before rubbing her little face, she closed her eyes abruptly, her heart choked, and he closed his palm.

Turn to pinch her chin, pinching her painful tears in the circles of her eyes.

"What do you want? You are not allowed to say that again!"

"If you really don't want me and Qiao Yuhuan to be together, there is only one way, and that is to terminate our agreement in advance. As long as we are separated, I promise to let him not see me."

It turns out she was thinking about this, Qiao Yushi sneered in her heart, leaned over her little face, and stared at her beautiful eyes full of spirituality.

"Zillog, I tell you, I have a way to stop you. It is impossible for you to escape from me!"

As resolute as he said, Zillog's first hope was shattered again.

She was not reconciled, looked into his eyes, and asked him: "Xue'er loves you that way, and you love her, why can't you let me go? You don’t love me and you don’t lack women. You don't need me in your heart. We can get together and stay together, can't we?"

Almost begged him, gave up all her own pride, begged him in a low voice.

"No way!"

"Why on earth?"

"You want to know? Okay, then I'll tell you, because I—hate—you!" She gritted her teeth as every word said, and she saw deep hatred in his eyes.

There will be no fakes, he really hates her.

Why does he hate her? Is it because she had trouble with him when she lost her memory?

"I hurt you?" She looked at his gloomy face carefully.

Qiao Yushi just snorted and withdrew his hand.

He got out of the bed, zipped up, tidied his pants, and left, leaving Zillog lying on the bed alone, full of questions.

She must find the reason why he hates her, maybe only the right medicine can let him let go.

I got up and wanted to find out if there was a picture of Qiao Yushi in the room, so I could ask Xiaoyong brother.

The whole room turned upside down and found nothing. She thought, next time he comes, he must not be arrogant, and must find a way to take a picture of him.

Just after being devastated by Qiao Yushi and turning around, Zillog was a little tired, sitting on the floor leaning on the closet.

"Will there be a picture of him in the closet?" She muttered to herself, knowing that it was impossible, or she got up and opened it somehow.

what happened? Is this place selling pajamas?

She stood there in shock with her small mouth slightly open, her eyes looking from one end of the closet to the other end of the closet. She was right. The whole closet was full of pajamas.

All kinds of materials, colors, and styles are hung there neatly.

Qiao Yushi is very particular about dressing. There is a special cloakroom in this apartment, which is 40 to 50 square meters, and all his clothes and accessories are placed.

Now there is no Qiao Yushi's thing on this side that she opened, only pajamas, with the signs on them.

Zilog used to be the main consumer of high consumption. You don't need to look at the brand to know what brand these pajamas are.

She went to open the other side again, Qiao Yushi's things were all over there, and it was much more crowded than before.

Qian Qiao Yushi certainly didn't care about this. What she was surprised was why he did this. Could it be because she said she had to buy pajamas last night?