She could not push her arm open because of that rough and violent action. His weak arm hurt a lot. Nan Mingyi pushed the woman into the door of the villa, and then closed the door.

Through the door, she seems to be able to hear the sound of ANN crying, so a child was locked in the car regardless of him, he was still indifferent.

"Nan Mingyi, An'an is crying --"

Su Xia wants to shake off his hand and run to open the door to leave. But the door is locked. She can't break it with one hand. The carved iron door is completely locked, and the key is in his hand.

"Nanmingyi, give me the key --!"

She stretched out her hand to ask for it, but no one came in. Then, the other hand was held by him and dragged her in.

His expression is still mild, but at the moment the action is overbearing and powerless.

"Nanmingyi, what do you want to do --!" She was almost carried away by her, even now she was very angry, but it seemed that she couldn't use her strength.

This place is filled with a faint fragrance of flowers, which permeates people's heart and soul.

I feel like I'm sweating all over, even my legs are softening.

Is it the wrong taste here?

But then the man spoke again.

"Don't you know that?" His eyes were so deep that she didn't know whether he was happy or angry.

She still can't see through this man.

That end of the man came over, not stingy of exhausted strength, pull her hand, pull her over, throw her on the side of the sofa, suddenly a force to push her far away, in the dark that moment, Susha a dizzy, the whole person has been planted on the sand.

Her eyes were dazed. For a moment, she felt that she couldn't get up for a moment.

It seems that the whole body is pressed by something, and the body can't use strength.

She lifted her eyes, "nanmingyi, what do you want?"

Deep vision, the man's eyes staring at her, tone with a cold warning flavor, "Su Xia, I have lost patience."

Su Xia's brain was dizzy. At that moment, she could hardly see Nan Mingyi's face. She just felt that at that moment, such a man was too strange.

She was so strange that she wondered whether she knew the person in front of her.

But she had been with him for more than three years, or even more... She had no idea of the character of the man in front of her.

Is he hiding too well, or does she not pay attention to the person in front of her at all?

She didn't know and didn't dare to think about it.

It's a mental disorder.

She is a general woman, especially in the present environment, she clearly knows her situation.

Right now.

She wanted to get up, but suddenly the figure leaned over and pressed her body tightly with both hands, making her unable to move.

Staring at her eyes, she stared at him, "Nan Mingyi."

Her voice seems to roar out, she is really angry, even if the man in front of her may tear her off at any time, but she just can't stand the man in front of her bit by bit.

She wants to get out of here..

"Su Xia, if you are obedient, not a lot of things will happen."

A man's voice is like the sound of a cello. It's long and tactful. It seems that he has gone through all kinds of experiences and reached his ear. He reached out and stroked the woman's face as if he were treating a rare treasure. The slender fingers crossed Susha's face and fell on her chin tightly, forcing her to raise her eyes and look directly at her.

"You can't bear to annoy me, Susha. I advise you to be good." I just feel that the hand that has been falling on the clavicle along the neck stops there.

The man's line of sight is just opposite to her, but now the line of sight is staring at her clavicle, where he once bit her, and now there are still traces.

But obviously the wound trace is still there, why does this person in front of you no longer belong to her?

Is time passing too fast, or should it not belong to her originally?

In Nan Mingyi's heart, it is very clear that it is the latter, but he is paranoid at the moment and only feels that it is the former.

Time passed so fast that Susha had forgotten his existence.

Originally, he should be an indispensable person in her life, but now, he was pushed out by a man named Gu Jinnian.

That's the man he hates.

In Su Xia's memory, Nan Mingyi never kisses her or does anything intimate with her. They coexist peacefully, just like friends. Even they don't enter each other's room. But now, the lust in his eyes can't be ignored.

She hated the man's touch, stomach can't help nausea rolling, "you don't touch me."

The man burst out laughing, took back his finger and looked directly at her again.

"Don't touch you." He laughed scornfully, "who do you want to touch you?"

"Gu Jinnian?"

At the bottom of his eyes, Nan Mingyi looks at her sarcastically, "Su Xia, do you think Gu Jinnian will still want you now?"

"You have to make me hate you to be satisfied, don't you?"

Hate?

It's not hate.

He spent more than ten years on her. What happened in the end?

What did you get?

She said hate.

"Hate me? Just love Gu Jinnian“ His hands tightly hold her wrist, never let go, chin against her head, pull her into his arms, tightly circle the Lord.

"But Susha, no matter who you have in your heart, I'm the only one around you."

Su Xia couldn't push away such a strong embrace. His taste was more strong than Gu Jinnian's, and it was very unpleasant. Even his breath was full of aggression interest. It seemed that she couldn't get away, so she would use this way to force her.

Su Xia raised her eyes, so close to each other, in fact, the body is not familiar with each other, she is uncomfortable, "nanmingyi, I have signed the divorce agreement."

"What's the use of your signature?" He seems to scoff at her extravagance and remind her deeply that even if she unilaterally dissolves their relationship, as long as he doesn't agree with Nan Mingyi one day, the matter between them will not end one day.

She's his wife no matter what.

After all, the wedding letter is just around the corner.

No one can say it doesn't exist.

Even if Su Xia doesn't want to, those are not important.

"Susha, I won't allow you to leave me, and ANN can only stay with me."

A pair of almond eyes with red, mentioned an an, as if the beast has been suddenly provoked a battle, her eyes staring at him, "an an is mine."

He doesn't deserve to be Ann's father. How can Ann be with him.