Good Morning, Mr. President!

Next moment ...

Tearing pain, grabbed her.

This time, it hurts a lot more than the last time.

He didn't even give her any time to get used to it, forcing them to snatch.

Jing Yu hurt her fingers into the wall, her legs trembled, and she almost couldn't support herself.

She felt that her soul would be knocked out by this man, and she would be torn to pieces by him.

It hurts ...

Heartache ...

She even became heavier and weaker.

The man behind him seemed to finally feel her pain, and slowed down a lot with kindness. But this is another torture for Jingyu.

She just wanted to end the pain sooner.

It hurts.

Hot pain.

Yu Zeyao wrapped her slender waist with one arm, her body tightly against her. His cold lips kissed her neck, his voice hoarse, "Tell me, what were you doing at the time? Uh?"

He was still worried about the pictures he had seen that day.

Can't ignore it!

Jing Yu only felt the buzzing in her ears, she couldn't hear what the man was saying. Her whitish lips flapped, and for a long while, she made a dry voice, "Be careful 丨 pregnant condom ... I don't want to have a baby for you."

Yu Zeyao's eyebrows fluttered.

Qing Jin was about to crack.

Intense anger drove his reason to the corner, and the soft heart just disappeared. He bumped in again, as if she could truly and completely belong to him.

"Who do you want to have a child for? Liang Shengyi?" He held her ears and the tip of her tongue was hot, but every word that was spoken was bitterly cold. "Don't you dare to have him, I will make your children forever No dad! "

Jing Yu froze, and his vengeful fingers scratched a few bloodstains on the back of his hand.

The next moment, the man pulled out.

She gasped, thinking that when he was about to let himself go, he was thrown to bed. Next is his new round of possession.

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Doing something, he found something wrong.

She turned paler and paler, to the end, pale as a piece of paper. His eyes are getting more and more scattered, but the distraction is not like the persecution forced by ****.

What's up with her?

A tight heart.

Yu Zeyao pulled away abruptly.

"Jingyu!"

Jing Yu only heard the man screaming nervously in his ear, "Fish!"

Fish ...

Her mind was getting more and more stunned. The "fish" gave her an illusion, as if nothing had happened between them in the past few days. Her heavy eyelids were raised, and she could see the man's worried face instead of the violent, cold, scary look.

The bodyguards outside were startled by the big movements inside.

Mr. originally was fine when he went in, and he started to call a doctor soon.

The villa, which had been quiet for several days, suddenly became a mess.

The doctor soon arrived in the villa, upstairs. Yu Zeyao sat alone in the living room downstairs.

He didn't want to go up.

There are too many blue marks on the woman, which are evidence of his beast. He never felt that his ruthlessness was to others, and he always restrained her.

But these last two times ...

He's out of control.

Hurt her.

The doctor came down quickly, and he extinguished the cigarette butts heavily.

"Mr."

"how is she?"

"It's just a cold and fever. I have taken antipyretics. I should have a fever later."

Yu Zeyao nodded.

With a tight throat, he asked a moment later, "How is the injury elsewhere?"

"There is a slight strain. To be raised, please also pay attention to your husband these days, try not to share the room."

Yu Zeyao looked dignified, and briefly said a few words, so that the bodyguard sent the doctor out.

He sat quietly downstairs, thoughtfully. It took a long time to go up.

Jingyu was still lying on the bed in that room. The bed was messy and stained with blood just because of the tossing. She seemed to be hurting a lot, even though she was asleep, her brows were still tightly locked.

His complexion was pale all the time, and he could not see a trace of blood till now.

Yu Zeyao had a sore chest, and he lifted the quilt and hugged her from the bed. This move seemed to be pulling her wound, she was inhaling in pain, her eyelashes fluttered, and her eyes opened slightly.

Seems to be seeing him, with a frightened instinct, he couldn't care about it all at once, and his body struggled even more.

Panic ...

Today, when she saw him, she was no longer the cowardly and passionate as she used to be, she was panic and fear.

This recognition shocked Yu Zeyao, holding her hand tighter.

"Don't move!" He whispered, his voice greyer and rougher than ever before. He had never been so frustrated, he couldn't help her. "The harder you move, the worse your pain will be."

She seemed to not hear his warning and pushed him nervously. Yu Zeyao let her push, her body tightly, and she remained motionless.

In the end, just gritted his teeth and said, "I won't treat you like that!"

She seemed to hear that. Lying in his arms, his nervous body gradually relaxed. She glanced at him, a thin layer of wetness on her eyelashes, and finally didn't struggle any more, just let him take her out.

Yu Zeyao took her back to her room. The heating in her room was already warm and very warm.

He didn't mean to stay, he just covered her for the quilt and got up to leave. On the bed, Jing Yu slowly opened her eyes and looked at the back, she suddenly asked quietly:

"Did you do it?"

Her voice fluttered softly, as if without any energy, as if she would fall down again the next moment.

Yu Zeyao put his hand on the doorknob and said nothing.

Only heard Jing Yu's misty voice sounded again, "Did you make that gunshot wound to Liang Shengyi's chest?"

Yu Zeyao is cold in summer. She really cares about him!

"No," he said.

Jing Yu's twisted heart, because his sentence was slightly slack. The dull eyes also became shiny.

If Liang Shengyi lied to her, wouldn't it mean that all his words lied to her? Maybe ... maybe my father has fallen into this way, and it has nothing to do with him. Maybe, their encounter was not as elaborate as Liang Shengyi said.

But the next moment ...

His words raised her hope, cruelly crushed.

"I did it." He didn't mean to hide.

Jing Yu was shocked, sitting up, staring at her with a mist of eyes, "So, do you want what you want from me like he said. The key that my father left?" "

Yu Zeyao turned around and stared at her eyes.

"I do need it."

"Then my father ..." Jing Yu's heart became more and more desperate, and her tone was not stable. "Did my father's charge ... also be yours?"

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