Chapter 447

"Ah... Pain! Less... Less decision... You... "Su Weiyi said in a hoarse voice, intermittently, and couldn't say a word clearly.

But at the moment, Nangong shaojue is just like a lion burning with anger. He has no sense at all. He shakes his fingers and grabs her hair tightly. His bloodthirsty eyes are constricted on Su Weiyi's face. But at the moment, he can't see the slightest love in his eyes, only anger.

At this moment, she really wanted to strangle her.

After a long time, the fierce fighting spread. Nangong shaojue was completely like a wild animal who lost his mind and constantly devoured her, as if he was going to tear her apart.

"Ah Su only screamed in pain, and her broken choking voice kept praying, "pain... Less... Less, please... No... don't..."

But Nangong Shao Jue couldn't listen at all. After a round of war, he grabbed Su's only hair and said: "say it! Is that what you call it when you're under him? "Ah?"

"No... don't decide... I didn't... Please... I..." Su Weiyi could only keep shaking her head and sobbing, but she couldn't say a word clearly because of the pain.

But she still gets Nangong shaojue's love until Su Weiyi faints in pain, and she feels that Nangong shaojue is still asking for her.

The feeling of pain made Su feel that her soul was separated from her body, and she could only ask for mercy.

Until early in the morning, Nangong shaojue finished himself, but he didn't want to separate from her. He just hugged her tightly, as if he wanted to integrate her into his body.

"Su Weiyi, why do I love you so much? Why do I love you? "

The next evening, the afterglow of the setting sun shrouded the city full of artistic atmosphere, and the clouds rolled up like a burning fire.

In such a large luxurious bedroom, there is still a strong and ambiguous smell.

On the messy big bed, the crippled person who was tossed about slowly opened her eyes, and the afterglow pierced her eyes through the gap of the heavy curtain.

Su Weiyi shakes her eyes and subconsciously moves her body, but the tearing pain makes her dare not move her body any more.

And this kind of pain all shows that everything happened last night is true, but to him, no matter how he abused himself last night, her heart is still guilty, accompanied by a tingling feeling.

Powerless eyes staring at the ceiling, pale to the extreme, no blood, but do not know how, tears without signs of sliding down, completely unable to stop.

But I don't know how long it took. At this time, I only heard a click of the door. Su Weiyi's body subconsciously became alert. He turned his eyes and saw Nangong shaojue tightening her eyes and striding towards her. Her amber eyes were cold.

An extremely beautiful face is full of terrible horror. Terror is like Shura coming from hell.

Su Weiyi couldn't control his body completely, and his voice was trembling.

Nangong shaojue strides to the bedside, reaches for his hand and tugs hard to lift the quilt that covers Su Weiyi.

In an instant, Su only screamed in horror. She moved her body subconsciously. She felt the pain and shuddered. But she had no time to worry about her body. She looked at Nangong shaojue and prayed: "shaojue! Please! Please don't! No more... I beg you! "

Nangong Shao Jue reaches for Su's only arm and pulls Su Weiyi over without pity. He looks down at her and says, "Su Weiyi, what do you want to ask me now?"

"..." Su Wei frowned and looked at him with trembling eyes.

"Su Weiyi, I ask you, what do you beg me for now?" He demanded harshly.

Su only can't shake his head. He grabs his shirt at his waist and says in a hoarse voice: "don't be decisive! I love you. I really love you. My heart has never changed. I really love you. You have to believe me... "

Listening to her words, Nangong shaojue sneered, "love me? Su Weiyi, if you marry him, that's the so-called love me? " He questioned.

"No! No... "Su Weiyi kept shaking his head, and his broken voice was painful.

Her voice made Nangong shaojue's sneer and smile deeper and deeper. He left a scroll painting in his hand on the bed and said in a cold voice, "show me how you love me."

Words fall, mercilessly loosen Su only, push her hard on the bed.

Su Wei Yi is lying on the bed with a pain. Her eyes fall on the painting. She can't help sobbing in a low voice. Her tears fall on the messy sheets. Her heart is really painful. It's painful. It's like her hands are tearing her heart to pieces.

She didn't reach out to open the picture, just lying on the bed and sobbing.

And her painful appearance was stabbing Nangong shaojue's heart. The pain attacked every nerve in his body. It was like burning in hell.

But how can he tolerate the woman she has been deeply in love with, cheat him and play with him? She dares to marry others behind his back. How can he not hate her and forgive her for her love in the arms of other men!

Looking at Su's not moving, Nangong shaojue leans forward and opens the painting. Nangong shaojue holds Su's from behind, puts his hand around her neck, and raises her jaw with his fingers. She is forced to raise her head.

Su only heard Nangong shaojue's gnashing of teeth on his head, "you show me how you love me!"

Su's eyes trembled with pain and fell on the whole painting. The men and women on the painting suddenly stabbed her eyes, and her head exploded. Before she could react, she only heard Nangong shaojue's sarcastic voice, "Su Weiyi, do you see clearly? That's how you love me. You still love me when you love other men! "

"No! Shao Jue... I really didn't... "Even if Nangong Shao Jue tormented her like this at this moment, she still didn't have the slightest resentment for him. She was sorry for him.

"No!" Nangong shaojue sneered coldly, then raised his voice and drank angrily: "Nangong Liye, do you still want to cheat me now? You've wanted to live with him for a long time, haven't you? "

"No! Shao Jue, I beg you, I really don't, really don't... "Su Weiyi just kept shaking her head, facing Nangong Shao Jue's anger at the moment, she didn't know how to explain.

"I didn't betray you! Really not... "She can only say so powerlessly.

But in return is still his voice of ridicule.