Jiang Mingzhu saw anger and passion at the same time in Zhou Li's pupils. She was very familiar with these two emotions.
In an instant, Zhou Li's body pressed down, his lips pressed against hers and he bit her fiercely.
Within three seconds, I could taste the smell of rust between my lips and teeth, and then I swallowed the sweet blood in my throat.
Jiang Mingzhu just rinsed her mouth with water after vomiting. Before she could recover, another smell of blood rushed in, and it was difficult not to react.
So Jiang Mingzhu began to struggle and pushed him with all her strength. Her refusal was obvious.
She punched and kicked him, and the sole of her shoe hit his knee, leaving shoe prints on his black trousers.
The sudden pain made Zhou Li relax. Jiang Mingzhu suddenly pushed him away, raised her arm and wiped the blood from the corner of her lips.
Then a few retching sounds were made.
Zhou Li stared at her coldly, with a cold aura exuding all over his body. His lower lip was still stained with undried blood, and this touch of scarlet made his aggressiveness more prominent.
Jiang Mingzhu heard the thumping of her heartbeat and couldn't suppress it no matter what.
It was a mistake to come with Zhou Li. Jiang Mingzhu regretted it now. She held on to the sofa and tried to stand up.
As soon as he straightened his body, Zhou Li pushed him back again.
His hand grabbed her left shoulder, tightening the joint with a force that could be described as rough.
"I didn't let you go," he said.
Jiang Mingzhu: "Why did you ask me to come here?"
Zhou Li: "What do you think?"
His tone was cold, and his tone was as steady as usual. Only his eyes fell on her chest, and his purpose was clear.
Brought her to bed.
To be more precise, it should be to vent your desires, and you have to pay attention to the interaction when going to bed.
Jiang Mingzhu lowered her eyes, her eyelashes trembling slightly, and let out a self-deprecating laugh: "What am I to you?"
Zhou Li did not answer.
Jiang Mingzhu: "Am I a tool for you to vent your sexual desires? I have to sleep with you when you want me, and throw me away like garbage when you don't need me."
She was blaming and accusing him from the perspective of a victim, like an infatuated woman who had been let down.
Zhou Li: "Raise your head."
Jiang Mingzhu did not move: "I have no self-esteem in your eyes, right?"
Zhou Li: "I want you to raise your head."
Jiang Mingzhu held back tears. The moment she raised her head, tears overflowed from her eyes and flowed to the corners of her lips.
Zhou Li narrowed his eyes and looked at her tears, and his heart became even colder.
Even the time of crying was controlled so precisely.
Zhou Li raised his hand to touch the ends of her raised eyes. These eyes were beautiful and seductive. No one could refuse them. She also knew where her capital was and abused it without any scruples.
Jiang Mingzhu felt the cold fingertips roaming on her face and held her breath slightly.
"Take it off yourself or should I do it?" Zhou Li's fingers stopped at her collarbone.
Jiang Mingzhu: "I don't want to do it."
Zhou Li pointed his finger.
"I don't want to do it." Jiang Mingzhu repeated her words again as if she was afraid that he might not hear her.
Zhou Li directly opened the zipper of her coat.
"You don't love me at all." Jiang Mingzhu made no move to resist, looking at him with a pale face, "You just want to vent your desires."
Zhou Li: "You only deserve this."
Jiang Mingzhu: "Yes, I used to overestimate my capabilities and wanted to conquer you through my body. After being kicked off by you, I was sober. Today I did it with you. Will you love me? You will only despise me even more, thinking I'm a licking dog who can come over with just a flick of your finger."
Zhou Li: "What qualifications do you have to ask for my love?"
Jiang Mingzhu: "Since I'm not qualified, can you please stop touching me?"
"If you touch me today, I will go to Mrs. Zhou to sue you for rape." She acted like a warrior who would rather die than surrender.
Zhou Li stopped and looked at her. After a long time, he sneered. He let go and turned around to walk alone.
Sit down in front of the sofa.
The tight string in Jiang Mingzhu's head finally relaxed.
She started to tidy up her coat, and as soon as she zipped it up, she heard Zhou Li ask, "Who are you, Zheng Linxu?"
Jiang Mingzhu: "Don't you already know everything?"
Zhou Li: "Why didn't you tell me before?"
Jiang Mingzhu: "I said I don't have that kind of relationship with him, but you don't believe me."
She paused and laughed to herself, "You never believe me."
Zhou Li: "You don't deserve it."
Jiang Mingzhu: "I know I'm not worthy. You don't have to remind me repeatedly like this. If there's nothing else, I'll leave first."
Zhou Li: "Keep your distance from the wilderness."
Jiang Mingzhu sneered.
Zhou Li: "Don't you understand?"
Jiang Mingzhu: "I understand, but I can't."
"He is very kind to me and very sincere. Even if he knew that I was backing you so worthlessly, he didn't look down on me at all. Why should I keep distance from him because of someone who doesn't treat me as a human being?"
Zhou Li: "Jiang Mingzhu, it's not good for you to make me angry."
Jiang Mingzhu: "Then kill me!"
Her emotions suddenly became excited, and she suddenly raised her foot and kicked the coffee table. The coffee table was kicked crookedly, and the crunching sound was particularly harsh.
The water glass on the coffee table fell to the ground and broke into several pieces.
Jiang Mingzhu went up and picked up a piece of glass and held it in her hand. The sharp glass cut her hand and it bled instantly.
Zhou Li frowned, stood up and walked towards her.
"Come on, take it and kill me!" Jiang Mingzhu thrust the piece of glass into Zhou Li's hand, and the glass scratched the back of his hand.
Jiang Mingzhu was completely unaware, "My life is meaningless anyway. It would be better for me to die happily than to be despised by you like this."
Jiang Mingzhu lost control of her emotions and her movements were uncontrollable. Zhou Li pressed her down on the sofa, grabbed the glass in her hand and threw it out.
He pressed the back of her neck with his still bleeding hand and pressed his body against her back.
The severe pain in the back of her neck made Jiang Mingzhu regain some of her rationality. Her stiff body relaxed little by little, and finally slumped feebly on the sofa.
In the quiet living room, only the intertwined breathing of the two people could be heard.
One is rough, the other is disordered.
Jiang Mingzhu: "Let me go."
Zhou Li: "Are you crazy enough?"
Zhou Li pulled her up from the sofa and saw her bleeding hand and the cuffs of her clothes were red.
Jiang Mingzhu only felt the pain belatedly. She had used too much force just now and the wound was deep.
When Jiang Mingzhu was distracted, her hand was suddenly grabbed.
Taking a closer look, Zhou Li found the medical kit at some point.
He found some potion and sprayed it twice on the wound. Jiang Mingzhu's expression twisted in pain and she couldn't help but moan.
Zhou Li: "Don't hurt yourself if you're afraid of pain."
Zhou Li pulled up her sleeve, exposing part of her arm, with several scars clearly left on it.
Jiang Mingzhu happened to see it and said mockingly: "I remember after last time that you will never be soft-hearted towards me."
Zhou Li's shoulders stiffened and his eyes cooled down again.
With this pitiful face and superb acting skills, you will fall into her trap if you are not careful.
After wrapping the gauze, Zhou Li was about to let go of Jiang Mingzhu, but she gently grabbed his wrist.
"Your hand is injured too." Her fingertips touched the wound carefully, "Let me help you."
