that women were easy to bully, even a skilled Kun Dao would be bullied by hot-headed youths if they went out alone.Upon receiving the news, the Grand Steward feared that Shen Qingrui had made a blunde...A single drop of scarlet blood welled up from the snowy skin.
Jiang Qiyun gripped me tightly, the pain almost abusive.
I was in so much pain, my eyes blurred with tears, but he kept me prisoner, unable to struggle.
That drop of blood, under the pressure of his strong hand, trembled and grew larger and larger, becoming the size of a pearl, resting on his skin.
He finally let go, and I was crying so hard my eyes were blurry: "You... you're happy to see me bleeding"
Jiang Qiyun chuckled lightly and said in a soft voice, "…You're only good when you're crying."
How much more obedient do you want
I've been good, okay
Even trying to convince myself, accept the cruelty to come.
If one endures adversity with such patience, what else can be done
Jiang Qiyun bit his finger, letting the blood drip onto my chest, mixing it with mine at random. He drew lines on my chest that I couldn't understand.
He seemed to often draw things on my chest, but this time it was with blood.
“Mu Xiaqiao……you look weak and obedient, but deep down you’re quite stubborn……You always worry about how many women I have, so I ask you, even if you knew how many women I had before, what would you do What could you possibly do” A cold smile curled his beautiful lips as he uttered those cutting words.
I don't have any desire to do anything like that.
Was my last statement more or less a joke
Little did I know it would suddenly enrage him.
Perhaps no one had ever dared to question his words, to make him repeat himself, so his patience with me had reached its limit.
How should I explain What kind of explanations does he like to hear Is there still a need for me to communicate and explain things to him
"... I'm not going to say anymore." Tears slid down her cheeks, one by one.
The scalding tears overflowed my eyes, yet they slid down my temples with icy coldness.
"I won't say anything more."
He gripped my wrist so painfully that I gave up struggling.
Jiang Qiyun leaned down, his nose touching mine. He sneered coldly, "You say such things with your mouth, but in your heart you hate me so much that your teeth itch, don't you Even if you never say it again, deep down you still think that... Mu Xiaqiao, tell me, why are you so stubborn"
I want to cry, but I force a smile on my face. What do I know about love How could I possibly explain these unexplainable and difficult emotions
"Maybe because I care..." I answered with a silly smile, tears streaming down my face.
Jiang Qiyun narrowed his eyes slightly and slowly stood up.
He was tall and lithe, his chest and abdomen outlined with a dignified silhouette. His icy skin encased powerful musculature.
He looked at me, his eyes filled with disdain. Even in bed, he never lowered his proud head, kisses and caresses were already a grace bestowed upon me by him.
"What do you care about" He restrained my wrist with one hand, and with the other he gently separated my knees.
My bones, in his hands, were always so fragile and small.
I really don't understand, after all he put me through like this, what kind of satisfaction could he possibly get
But the truth is, he really enjoys seeing me in distress. He revels in tearing me down, piece by piece, consuming me with insatiable hunger.
I don't understand him, really don't understand him.
“Mu Xiao Qiao.” The cold voice seemed to drift down from the clouds.
His icy fingers lightly tapped my chest: “I’ve left a blood curse for you here, unique and unparalleled. Afterward… when you reach the underworld…”
What's it like to go to the underworld
I didn't hear what was said next.
I can't hold on any longer, I'm falling asleep in his arms.
I remember he told me to leave a blood curse, saying how I'd go to the underworld later... Does this mean he cursed me to die
》》》
"Xiao Qiao, is it rolling" My brother asked me holding two steaming eggs.
I was wrapped in an air-conditioned blanket, curled up on the couch listlessly watching him. I didn't want to speak because my voice was hoarse from crying last night.
"I heard that boiling eggs can reduce swelling, look at your whole face swollen…" He wrapped a boiled egg in a handkerchief and was about to press it on my face.
I ducked my head and muttered, "Stop it... I don't have a whole face swollen..."
"Who told you to have big eyes, your eyes are swollen and puffy, making your whole face look like a pig's head." My brother was staring at the television news, which was reporting on financial news about the Lin family.
Hey bro, are you praising me or putting me down
"Ugh, I'm so helpless looking at you like this. Fine, hit it. I can't beat Jiang Qiyun either, all I can do is scold him. But I can't barge in and yell when you two are doing *it*, can I You guys make out for half the night! By the time I wake up, he's already gone... How about this I'll record my insults into your phone and you play them for him Guaranteed to give him a case of erectile dysfunction."
"...Brother, I beg you, can you please not be so suddenly funny, can you just accompany me while I'm feeling down" I couldn't help but laugh and cry.
"There's no way around it, brother. I'm just that mentally tough. Why don't you learn a thing or two" My brother kicked me with frustration, making me shrink my foot back. He sprawled beside me carelessly.
What to learn
“Learn to regulate yourself… Why are you crying Can’t you just treat him as a power-bank for women Just enjoy the service he provides! Anyway, a spiritual marriage can't break it anyway! You can't resist him anyway! It's better to enjoy it! With some tactics, you can get him to obey you, right Don't just keep crying and being bullied by him…”
A female tool that doesn't require charging
My lips twitched, it kind of hurt.
"Brother, how did you grow such a thick face... Are we really siblings"
"Really! I guess when Mom was carrying me, all the nutrients went to my head, which is why I'm so smart, thick-skinned, quick-witted and have hawk eyes... When she was carrying you, I guess the nutrients all went to your chest." My brother gave me a disdainful look.
I huddled under an electric blanket, shielding my head from his cruel words, which pierced my heart deeply.
At this time, it was still early, and people came and went outside. Old Chen was pruning the potted sculpture by the door when we suddenly heard his voice: "Hey, miss, who are you looking for"
A female voice asked, "Is Mu Xiaoqiao here—"bmissive towards him, rubbing against him with their eyes half-closed and looking extremely affectionate, I couldn't help but feel a bit envious."You can pet it too, divine beasts can tell the nature...