《Marriage in Corrosive Love》C13. Why Was He So Cruel Hearted!
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Suddenly, he laughed, “Qingkong, you are really innocent! We have been together for some years. Have you even seen that I suffered any loss like this? Have I ever been fooled like this? Huh?”
With the last syllable of some bit of rhinolalia, he seemed so sexy, making Shen Qingkong thrilling. What did he intend to do?
Soon after that, Mu Linxuan said, “Shen Qingkong, I ask you to give birth to another baby for me since you have killed one!”
“Impossible! It’s impossible! I will never give birth to a baby for you! You cannot make me do so no matter how powerful and rich you are! Impossible!”
“You will do it.” Squatting in front of her, Mu Linxuan held her jaw with his fingers, and stroked on her pale lips gently with his thumb. He smiled, “unless you hate Lin Zhiqiu who expelled you from home and want to kill her in virtue of me; unless you want Shen Cheng to be disturbed after death!”
Shen Qingkong was beyond endurance, and slapped on Mu Linxuan. She roared with anger, “Mu Linxuan, why are you so cruel hearted!”
Mu Linxuan wiped with his hand. His finger was scarlet red, and his emotion changed dangerous due to his hot and painful face. Suddenly, he raised the jaw of Shen Qingkong, and kissed her on her pace lip fiercely.
Shen Qingkong’s eyes turned red. She stared at him straightly, The profound love feelings in the past changed to deep-rooted hate, “Mu Linxuan, I hate you!”
“Never mind. But you still have to give birth to a baby for me!” By saying so, he held Shen Qingkong with his arms, and her weight made him astonished.
She was so light-weighted.
Shen Qingkong tried her best to twist her body, so as to escape from his arms. She could not bear the hug from the accomplice.
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Mu Linxuan put forth his strength slightly, and stared at her coldly, warning her, “Shen Qingkong, stop making troubles! Or I’ll make love with you just here!”
“Beast! You beast!”
Shen Qingkong could not help tearing Mu Linxuan into pieces, but she did not dare to make more troubles.
When they returned back to Guanlan Villa, a group of strangers with straight postures waited at the door. Seeing Mu Linxuan and Shen Qingkong, they bent and greeted to the respectfully.
Mu Linxuan placed Shen Qingkong on the sofa carefully, “they will deal with affairs for you. You can ask them to do anything.”
Shen Qingkong laughed grimly, “They are your hiding informers around me. Do not be so euphemistic! I know you are the real master, not me.”
“Shen Qingkong, you should know that you’d better be obedient.”
Shen Qingkong was deeply hurt by Mu Linxuan, who seemed to feed her like a pet. She stood up suddenly.
Mu Linxuan held her waist immediately, “what are you doing?”
“Go back to have a sleep.” She glanced at the serious and handsome face of the man, and said ironically, “You can ask them to sleep together with me if you have more questions about me. Any of them is better than you!”
After that, she stepped upstairs by getting rid of his wrist. Mu Linxuan turned over the whole tea table behind her.
…
The next day.
Shen Qingkong woke up, and then stared at the roof, and did not get up until late in the morning.
Walking out of the bedroom, the female bodyguard at the door followed behind her, and asked carefully, “Mrs. Mu, what do you want to eat? I’ll make the kitchen to prepare for it.”
“Anything.”
Seeing that Shen Qingkong did not go on a hunger strike, the female bodyguard let out a sigh of relief, and told Nanny Wu to prepare for something to eat. Suddenly, she saw that Shen Qingkong took the newspaper they forgot to pack up just now.
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