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"I don't mean anything. I'm just talking about the matter. I'm also a woman, so my perception is a bit deeper." Yang Xu did not speak the deeper words, and did not dare to say them out loud.

Hearing this, Yang Xu was also annoyed, she did not have that intention to save him, and even if she had that intention, so what?

But she did not know that this attitude was a catalyst for emotion for a man.

Yan Qin's gaze turned cold as he suddenly strode forward, easily allowing Yang Xu's small body to rise into the air, and tightly hugged onto his chest. Without saying a word, he headed upstairs.

"Yan Qin, what are you doing?" Yang Xu panicked, the situation repeated itself, it was the same scene as last time, but Yang Xu knew that he would not be able to dodge this time.

When they entered the bedroom, Yan Qin had placed her on the bed, not giving Yang Xu a chance to catch his breath. The chest of the bed was already pressed up against his chest, and with a creaking sound, the strength of the bed was so strong that it seemed as though it could be broken. Her small and skinny body could vaguely be seen under his huge body, and her chin was tightly gripped by his large palm.

"Bastard!" Yang Xu's curly eyelashes trembled slightly. Being pinched by him made her feel pain and itchiness, but she didn't give in in in the slightest, "Let go of me!"

The more she struggled, the more Yan Qin controlled her body. His gaze turned cold as he grabbed her chin with his hand.

"Yang Xu, I admit that I owe you, but because I made you suffer a lot of things that you shouldn't have endured, I have been indulging you and taking care of your emotions time and time again. However, there is a limit to people's patience, you can continue to treat me coldly, but I can't endure you saying that you won't mention divorce me, but I keep thinking about that word in my heart!" Yan Qin's eyes were scarlet, and there was a fire burning in his heart that couldn't help but rise freely.

"Yes sir!" And Yang Xu's anger had also been ignited, "I have indeed been daydreaming about getting a divorce from you, because I don't love you, and the person I want to marry has never been you either. It was you who destroyed my happiness, it was you who destroyed everything I have.

Yang Xu hysterically shouted out, and once again, the scar on her chest had been opened up, as if she had been stabbed by a knife once again.

And this knife was not only stabbing into her heart?

Yan Qin's pupils constricted and the anger in his eyes became heavier. He opened his mouth and spoke loudly, "It's been three years, but you still can't forget that man? "But do you know that you're my wife now!?"

This was the first time Yang Xu got angry. That kind of look was really scary, like a lion roaring because it was injured.

Yang Xu found it funny. Why did this man have such emotions?

Because of love?

Of course not, just because of a man's strong self-esteem that shouldn't be trampled by women?

How ridiculous!

"So what if I can't forget him?" Yang Xu said those words which were forbidden to her. She knew the consequences of saying those words, but she could not help herself with her emotions.

In the past few days, Yan Qin was truly exhausted. Many things had happened, and his mood was also very bad. Yang Xu's words just now had undoubtedly angered him to the extreme.

"Yang Xu, do you know the consequences of lying under me and thinking about other men?" Yan Qin warned her.

Yang Xu didn't say anything. If you wanted to kill him, you should kill him. With your casual attitude, you should just turn around and not look at him.

Yan Qin was thoroughly angered, and forced her to look straight into his eyes, enunciating every word: "Yang Xu, listen to me, if you want to protect him, I won't let you go as you wish. If you want to fly, I'll break your wings and forever lock you by my side.

He had married her and was wholeheartedly treating her well. How could he allow her to have someone else in her heart?!

"Yan Qin, you demon!" Yang Xu scolded.

The more she resisted against Yan Qin, the stronger her desire to subdue him, and the more angry she felt. His body controlled Yang Xu tightly, and he tightly held her arm above his head.

"I am a demon, but remember, this demon is your husband!" Yan Qin was enraged.

Three years. She had been a Mrs. Yan for three years and he owed her. Even though he tried his best to make up for it, he still couldn't change this little girl's temper.

To take advantage of Jiang Wan Er's irreparable explosion!

Yan Qin's deep eyes became more and more profound, like a devil king capable of devouring all darkness, causing him to tremble with fear.

"Thinking of him? I'll let you know who's your man tonight! " Yan Qin was getting impatient, completely and utterly impatient.

Impatience, anger, confusion, annoyance

All of their emotions intertwined together, causing Yan Qin to be completely unable to control his reason.

"Rip!"

Yang Xu's clothes had been torn apart, and her eyes seemed to have returned to that night three years ago.

There was nothing under the torn off clothes. Yang Xu's skin was white and moving, and her figure was just right. Her white and tender body was like a peach making people salivate.

The color in Yang Xu's eyes darkened, and her throat instinctively moved.

This woman was indeed a demoness. Her laughter and anger could both seduce people.

Yet, such a moving appearance had such an indifferent temperament. No, it could only be said that she was indifferent to him. Just like last time, she clearly had a reaction, but she still had to pretend to be completely indifferent.

Thinking about it, the desire to conquer became stronger at the bottom of Yan Qin's heart, and it became harder and harder to deal with.

"Yan …" "Ugh …"

Yang Xu was about to say something, but his lips were tightly sealed by him. He kissed as if he had gone mad, just venting out a kind of emotion.

Yang Xu's body was as cold as jade while her own body was blazing with raging flames.

All of a sudden, a hand wrapped around her waist, her chest pressed up against his palm. Her body was soft and warm like silk, and the thin coolness, the sweet sweat dripping down, caused his fingertips to burn her skin, inch by inch.

Flowers bloom on the ground, becoming more and more intense …