Flash marriage ugly wife, madam has a bit too many vests

Song Xun snorted coldly after being stabbed by her, and his eyes fell on her face, which was indeed red and swollen, distorted and deformed, and lost its original white and beautiful appearance.

His eyes were tight, and a touch of regret shot out from them.

It's just a moment, and those tender memories will disappear in an instant.

In the next second, the mocking words came out of his mouth coldly. "Falling in love with you? Oh, only a fool would want love wholeheartedly. I don't need love, and I will never fall in love with you in this life."

Song Muyu knew she would say this.

She never expected him to fall in love with her.

How could he fall in love with himself?

She just asked that on purpose to let him leave the room.

"Yes, you are sure that I am in love with you, so you bully me as much as you want, thinking that I can be bullied by you at any time, as long as you want to touch me, I have to welcome you with open arms!"

"No, you're wrong!" Song Xun moved closer, his tone even colder. "It's the legs!"

In an instant, my heart felt as if it was tightened by someone, almost suffocating from the pain.

Song Muyu endured the humiliating words.

She sneered and said sarcastically, "Then you are wrong too. As you said, since I am a public relations school, I welcome you, so I naturally welcome others."

In an instant, the atmosphere in the entire bathroom dropped to freezing point.

The water was obviously warm, but at this moment it became icy cold.

Song Xun stopped talking and started his plunder as a king.

Song Muyu fell into a world of ice and fire.

The front is the cold wall, and the back is the warm and hard Song Xun.

He did everything he could to torture her.

He wants her to lose all sanity.

She had indeed been driven out of her mind by him.

At the last moment, when she was unprepared, he leaned close to her ear and asked in a low voice: "Did Rui Rui's people save you and bring you back to Liancheng?"

"Huh?" Song Muyu was in a daze.

Then, in an instant, she suddenly came back to her senses, and looked sideways at Song Xun behind her.

His eyes were clear, without any emotion.

As for her, she was tortured to the point of losing all reason.

She immediately understood that his purpose was still this.

He already knew his purpose, didn't he?

It's just that she is still asking for this extravagantly. This is probably the sorrow of a woman caught in a relationship.

Song Muyu secretly scolded herself.

In the next second, she suddenly struggled hard.

Song Xun didn't expect her to be pushed away by her with such great strength.

He half-closed his eyes, looked down at her, and his eyes were filled with sarcasm: "Have you enjoyed it?"

Song Muyu snorted coldly, "Yeah, it's great, you are indeed better than those top handsome guys in nightclubs!"

Song Xun's body paused, and then it was as if she had been crushed, and her bloodthirsty face was instantly covered with clouds. Looking at it like that, she wished she could be swallowed alive.

Song Muyu raised his chin slightly and looked at him unwillingly.

Song Xun flicked his sleeves, put on his clothes and left.

Wait until the others are gone.

When she was the only one left in the room, Song Muyu softened her body, slid down against the wall and sat on the edge of the bathtub.

Tears fell down her cheeks, she was so sad that she was dying.

And outside.

Song Xun was wet all over, and as soon as he came out of Song Muyu's door with disheveled clothes, he saw the corridor.

By the door of Pei Liyan and Qiao Rui, the two of them stood at the door, as if waiting for him.

Seeing the posture of the two of them, Song Xun's eyes swept over the two of them, and raised his eyebrows slightly. When he saw that Qiao Rui's lips were red and swollen, he also raised his eyebrows subtly.

Seeing his eyebrows and eyes move, Qiao Rui said directly, "Mr. Song, is it raining?"

Song Xun could hear the sarcasm in her tone.

His eyes flashed, and he said softly, "Miss Rui's lipstick color is very good."

Qiao Rui was taken aback. Damn man, it can be seen that he is also deliberately mocking himself.

Who is Qiao Rui? She won't be stuck with a few words casually.

So, she smiled lightly and said, "Thanks to Mr. Pei, the lipstick he sent is really good."

Ordinary women would probably blush when they were hinted at and ridiculed.

However, Qiao Rui didn't. Instead, she directly caught the difficult problems thrown by others, and then upgraded and threw them back in the same way.

Song Xun was taken aback by what she said, and turned to Pei Liyan.

Pei Liyan glanced at Song Xun, probably did not expect Song Xun to come out of Song Muyu's room in such a mess.

He reached out and hooked Qiao Rui's shoulder, brought her over, and said to Song Xun, "Brother Song, it's raining heavily, take a hot bath and go to bed early, good night."

"Good night!" Song Xun nodded slightly.

Pei Liyan brought Qiao Rui into her room again.

Qiao Rui shook off his hand and said, "Speak as you speak, don't move."

Pei Liyan walked over, sat down on the sofa, leaned against the back of the chair, and looked at the woman with a lazy posture, "Like the natural lipstick I gave you?"

Qiao Rui sneered: "Yes, I thank you, but you also have to thank me. Your lipstick is also good, with red lips and white teeth. Mr. Pei, you are so beautiful!"

Being ridiculed by her, Pei Liyan chuckled and didn't care about it, just looked at him, and said patiently: "I said just now, don't go out, you insist on going out, bumping into such a side is disrespectful to the master."

Qiao Rui glanced at Pei Liyan, and said, "Why should I respect the master? My friend was bullied by him, and I really want to kill him."

"Then why didn't you just kill him?"

"Why should I explain to you?" Qiao Rui gave him a blank look.

Pei Liyan's chest was constricted by her words, and seeing her so confident, she snorted lightly: "You didn't kill Song Xun because you were worried about Song Muyu's sadness."

Qiao Rui laughed speechlessly: "You know that you are still sick, right?"

Pei Liyan stared at Qiao Rui, and said, "You don't go to comfort Song Muyu, because you know, she might be even more sad if you go."

Qiao Rui frowned, and snorted coldly: "Mr. Pei, are you guessing a woman's mind here, is it disgusting?"

Pei Liyan shrugged: "I got it right, are you unhappy?"

"It's a waste of time. It's obvious. You should go back to your guest room." Qiao Rui gave the order to evict the guest.

Pei Liyan stood up, looked down at Qiao Rui with deep eyes.

Qiao Rui was upset by what he saw.

He said: "I like Liu Yuxi's Zhuzhi Ci very much."

Qiao Rui was stunned for a moment.

In the next second, the famous poem appeared in her mind: the sun rises in the east and rains in the west, and the road is sunny but sunny.

Tao is ruthless but affectionate.

She froze her eyes.

And he smiled lightly, and had already walked to the door, ready to open it.

What he meant was that Song Xun was not a heartless man.

But these words, in Qiao Rui's view, were nothing but evidence of sympathy between the scumbags and mutual cover-ups.

How can you be willing to hurt someone who is sentient?

In the end, it's all about profit first, and women are just desserts to them.

But Pei Liyan actually said poetry to her, she frowned, and cursed: "A boring man."

Pei Liyan smiled faintly, "And you happen to be a coquettish woman."

Qiao Rui: "......"