Marriage is long: Mr. Huo spoils his wife too much

Lu Qiao was a little embarrassed, struggling slightly, and said in a low voice: "Huo Yan! Why are you going crazy? Let go! Otherwise, I'm going to call someone."

Huo Yan didn't listen to her, and half dragged her upstairs.

A pair of shoes, one heel was broken, it was very inconvenient to walk with a limp, but Lu Qiao had to follow him, twisted her foot for countless times, and when she was thrown on the bed, her ankle was still in pain Li didn't recover.

The lights in the room were not turned on, only the faint light from the window came through, barely allowing them to see each other clearly.

Huo Yan raised Lu Qiao's hand above his head, and locked it tightly with his own. In the darkness, a pair of scarlet eyes looked down at her coldly like a completely irrational beast.

With the intuition of small animals, Lu Qiao suddenly smelled danger and panicked.

"Huo Yan, what are you doing?"

Both arms and legs were controlled and unable to move, which reminded Lu Qiao of some unpleasant memories, "Coercion within marriage is also coercion, it is a crime, Huo Yan, do you want me to call the police and arrest you?! "

"Didn't Mrs. Huo just say that she felt that I didn't have the consciousness to be a husband and neglected you. So in order to be a qualified husband, I'm going to exercise my rights as a husband now, so that you can have a good understanding of husband and wife. life."

Huo Yan leaned down slowly, the scorching breath was close to her ear, and her voice was hoarse, "How can this be considered as coercion, Mrs. Huo, I did it according to your thoughts, you should be happy That's right."

Lu Qiao turned her head away, digging her nails deeply into the back of Huo Yan's hand, "No, let me go! Don't touch me, I'm disgusting..."

The pain on the back of the hand stimulated Huo Yan's nerves, Huo Yan looked deeply at Lu Qiao, and suddenly sneered: "Disgusting?"

With the free hand, he pushed Lu Qiao's chin forcefully, forcing her to look at him, "I'm sick? Lu Qiao, why don't you look at yourself in the mirror, I don't know how many men on the bed have passed, What right do you have to think I'm disgusting?"

Lu Qiao tried hard to break free from his imprisonment, but there was a huge difference in strength between men and women. Instead of breaking free, the more she moved Huo Yan's fingers, the tighter they tightened.

The pain was so severe that Lu Qiao almost had the illusion that Huo Yan would crush his bones.

However, this physical pain is not as good as the pain in her heart.

The language knife hurts the most.

Lu Qiao sneered coldly, and retorted, "Many men have been lying on my bed, Mr. Huo dislikes me? If you think I'm disgusting, then what are you doing now?"

Her head was full of black hair scattered on the bed, Lu Qiao hooked her lips ironically, like a rose in full bloom, shining brightly, charming from the bottom of her heart, with all kinds of charms, making people unable to move their eyes away.

The rose has thorns, even though it is controlled by others, it still raises its head proudly, eyes full of disdain and disobedience, instantly aroused Huo Yan's desire to conquer.

Lu Qiao saw the scarlet color in his eyes, but his words became sharper, and the sharp knife stabbed her nerves fiercely.

Lu Qiao asked provocatively: "Don't you want to be one of the men who have been lying on my bed now?"

Adding fuel to the fire, Huo Yan's remaining sanity was about to be burned, "Lu Qiao, I have told you many times, don't try to challenge my bottom line. Are you doing this on purpose? Well, if that's the case , you have to bear the consequences for me!"