The cold-blooded president chased his wife to the crematorium after the divorce

The sky outside the window was cloudy, and the man had finally vented his anger on her.

He was like a wild beast whose stomach had just been filled, with a look of satisfaction on his face, and he was addicted to the taste.

The person on the bed had messy hair, flushed cheeks, sweat on the tip of her nose, a frown on her pretty little face, and her body was covered with bruises, not a single piece of healthy skin.

Li Jingxing looked at his satisfactory work with the corners of his lips curled up. His muscular body was covered with nail marks left by the woman who couldn't help herself.

Suddenly, his eyes paused, his dark eyes fell on the red on the bed sheet, and he paused slightly.

The man looked at her sleeping face, raised his hand, secretly touched a strand of hair and sniffed it gently.

He stood up and picked up the person on the bed. As soon as he picked her up, Qiao Yan shrank in his arms, her eyelashes trembling, her fingers tugging at his collar, and a faint moan escaped her unbearable breath.

Qiao Yan opened her eyes with a pale face, supported his chest with both hands, and cried with tears in the corners of her eyes: "Li Jingxing, no more."

"Go take a shower. You have my marks all over your body."

The man looked at her with some disdain: "You are so dirty."

The woman's face was tense, and she looked weak and like a cat with its fur standing on end: "You are the dirty one."

The man narrowed his eyes dangerously, tightly grasped her slender waist, and looked down at her: "You still have the energy to curse?"

The woman fell silent.

Li Jingxing carried her into the bathroom, put in hot water, and tested the temperature with his hand before putting her in. As soon as the woman touched the water, she hugged his neck and climbed up, refusing to let go.

The man patted her butt impatiently: "Get off."

The woman held him tightly and refused to let go. She resisted with red eyes: "It's cold."

The man frowned and reached out to test the temperature. He felt that the temperature was just right and couldn't help but curse, "You are so delicate."

He held the person in his arms and added enough hot water into the bathtub before putting the person in.

Qiao Yan was tortured so badly by him that her body was covered with bruises. She didn't resist at all and lay in the bathtub, letting the man bathe her. She was so tired that she didn't even want to move a finger.

Li Jingxing quickly washed himself first, and then went to serve the woman in the bathtub.

In less than a few minutes, the person in the bathtub closed his eyes and fell asleep.

He cleaned her throughout the whole process and the woman didn't wake up once.

The next day.

Qiao Yan slept until three o'clock in the afternoon before opening her eyes. A ray of sunlight shone in from the window, shining on her beautiful white porcelain cheek. Her skin was crystal clear under the sunlight, without a single pore.

As soon as she moved, her whole body felt as if it had been run over by a car. She couldn't help but gasp in pain: "Did this man learn this skill from a dog?"

Li Jingxing's skills are so poor!

Just like a dog chewing.

As soon as Qiao Yan got out of bed, her legs went weak and she fell to the side of the bed, kneeling on the ground.

Her face turned pale, and she couldn't help cursing: "Li Jingxing, damn it!"

The door opened with a "click" and a pair of bright leather shoes came into view.

She looked up and saw a pair of long, straight legs, followed by the man's beautiful face that was so infuriating that it made both humans and gods angry.

Li Jingxing put one hand in his pocket and looked down at her with a half-smile in his eyes: "You're giving me such a big gift just by coming together?"

Qiao Yan: “…”

Li Jingxing saw her fall and had no intention of helping her. The man stood there as if it had nothing to do with him: "If you need help, just let me know."

Qiao Yan's face was tense. She grabbed the bed sheet and climbed up step by step.

The man's face darkened slightly, he sneered, strode over and pulled her into his arms.