Chapter 19 I love you so much that I can’t bear to see you die.

When these are gone.

Too abnormal.

What Cheng Yansheng didn't understand was that his indifference and indifferent observation had long since worn away Wen Nian's hot heart.

At the moment, she is just agreeing to him and cooperating with him.

It's all just contact without any emotion.

He pinched her face and forced her to make a seductive gesture: "Aren't you good at seducing people? Come on, I'm here now, you can seduce me."

Wen Nian was so painful that he broke into a cold sweat and stubbornly turned his eyes away.

This small movement stung Cheng Yansheng's eyes.

He picked her up and said, "Since you are so resistant, let's suffer a little before we talk."

Wen Nian fell into the bathtub, to be precise, he was thrown into it by Cheng Yansheng.

The water splashed all over her face, and she struggled to open her eyes.

As soon as he opened it, water seeped in wantonly.

When Cheng Yansheng squeezed in, the water covered her shoulders and flowed continuously from the edge of the bathtub. She was pressed against the bathtub, her back felt painful and cold, and the man's kiss was suffocating.

"Well……"

Wen Nian couldn't refuse at all.

The more she resisted, the more aroused he became.

The fight lasted an hour.

Wen Nian was so tortured that he was exhausted, hanging like a deflated rubber ball in the vat, breathing out one after another, his face turned red and his heartbeat was beating.

"Does it hurt?"

Cheng Yansheng asked in a frivolous and mocking tone.

He was not gentle towards her, even cruel.

Her eyes were closed tightly, tears were flowing, but her face was covered with water, and it was impossible to tell which drop on her face was tears and which was bath water.

Cheng Yansheng left.

Wen Nian curled up into a ball, hugged his legs tightly with his hands, and wrapped himself tightly.

That feeling of powerlessness swept over me deeply.

She soaked for a long time before dragging her tired body and getting up slowly like a snail.

His body was covered with mottled kiss marks from his kisses or bites.

Wen Nian washed it briefly and wrapped it tightly in clothes.

The lights in the living room and study room were bright, so Cheng Yansheng must be in the study room.

He didn't even leave.

Wen Nian put his bag away and changed his shoes at the entrance downstairs. A cold male voice came from upstairs. Cheng Yansheng stood at the railing on the second floor: "She asked me for the money. She asked me for it personally."

The moment she heard the sound, she wanted to die.

There was a sneer in his voice: "I will cross out 2.8 million for you this time."

Get it together.

Wen Nian moved his lips.

She didn't look up: "How much money did she get from you?"

"three million."

When Cheng Yansheng spoke, Wen Nian felt his heart and legs trembling.

She instinctively grabbed the shoe cabinet next to her to prevent herself from falling directly to the ground.

Cross out two million, and you still owe Cheng Yansheng twelve million.

"I see."

Wen Nian had a fair and delicate face without any color, and her lips were all matte white. She turned around and put on her coat, and was about to open the door when Cheng Yansheng called her: "You want to die, don't you?"

She took a deep breath and forced back tears.

The sound of footsteps sounded in my ears, a dull thump.

Cheng Yansheng had no shoes on his feet and walked behind her after a while.

The faint smell of tobacco reached the tip of his nose.

He pressed his face against her earlobe and said softly, "I won't let you die."

The hair on Wen Nian's body stood up.

Her resentful eyes looked like someone was stepping on a painful spot: "I didn't want to die either."

"That's good."

Cheng Yansheng easily straightened her body without any effort. Their eyes met in the air, and he pretended to be affectionate: "You love me so much, how can I let you die!"

The man's fingertips were slightly rough, and it was not that pleasant to rub on his face.

In addition, he was exerting force, and Wen Nian's face was a little deformed.

Cheng Yansheng took out a tissue and wiped away the tears from her eyes one by one: "She is so beautiful, it's too late for me to feel distressed."

I knew he was acting.

But she didn't have the strength to resist at all.

Cheng Yansheng raised his chin slightly and lowered his eyes. When the thick black eyelashes were pressed downward, a shadow was cast on his eyelids: "Go dress up and take you out to eat."

Wen Nian's throat rolled.

It was pure bitter water, which made her throat sore and her eyes sore.

Seeing that she didn't move, Cheng Yansheng urged: "Do you still want me to help you change clothes?"

"Need not."

She shivered all over and walked in with heavy steps.