Chapter 239

Jingzhi was shocked at first. At last, there was water vapor in her eyes. She bit her lower lip, but the bottom of her eyes was tearful. She wanted to reach out to stop him and push him away. But she didn't know why. Looking at him like this, she felt that her heart was held by an invisible big hand, and there was endless pain in her chest.

In the end, Jingzhi even thought that he would wear her shirt, but he stood up, took a step back and squinted at her.

Jingzhi looks down at her dress corner and hangs down on her leg. She seems to feel the rolling and scalding coming from there.

"I've drunk too much and offended you. It's my fault. I'm sorry."

He kissed her, hugged her, and even lightly touched her like a student. Now, in a tone of understatement, he said, he drank too much, offended, I'm sorry.

Jing Zhi suddenly gets angry. She suddenly looks up, her eyes are fierce like a wolf.

"Meng shaoting! You are not human! "

Jingzhi raised his hand and slapped him mercilessly.

She was so angry that she was shaking all over, her chest was up and down, and even began to gasp.

Meng shaoting was hit by her face to one side, but he smiled again, just that smile, how to see, how bleak.

A little touch of the tongue in his mouth touched the place where he was hit. The pain made his eyebrows pull together. He suddenly thought that two years ago, on Christmas night, he had exposed Shaoxuan's identity, and she slapped him a few times.

At that time, Shaoxuan's face was red and her eyes were bright. She beat him, but he just smiled and apologized.

Shaoxuan can, why can't he.

"Are you relieved? If not, you can... "

What he said was slapped by her next slap. Meng shaoting felt that his head was buzzing. He even stumbled for a while before he even had a chance. It hurt. You are cruel. Fu Jingzhi, you are cruel.

You called Shaoxuan that day, or both sides face round, how to get to me, is the same place to get two times?

"Don't appear in front of me again, you make me sick Meng shaoting!"

She hit him and said such words. Meng shaoting couldn't laugh any more. He turned his face to look at her. His eyes were deep and heavy, and he could hardly escape her.

"You say Fu Jingzhi again. You say what you just said in the original! Try again! "

When he said the last words, he suddenly roared loudly. He stepped over and grabbed her collar. He said it fiercely. Jingzhi felt that her neck would be cut off by his strength. She tried hard to pick the back of his hand and scratched several bloodstains on the back of his hand, but he just stared at her with red eyes, as if he wanted to tear her into his stomach Fierce!

"Don't think I like you. You can do this! Fu Jingzhi, you are not the only one who suffers. I treat you well, I approach you, and I flatter you. Do you think I am for your body? What kind of woman do I want? Why do I keep pestering you? Why do I have to see you on my face? Am I born to be a bitch? "

He vigorously lifted her collar and shook her, knowing that he was shaking almost to vomit, and the liquor in his stomach kept rolling, and she was almost to vomit.

"Ah? Why should I come to see your face? Why should I be careful with your cold face? I'm fed up with his mother! Fu Jingzhi, how do you like it? If you want to wait for Shaoxuan, you can wait. If you want to be with that publicity, you can stay together. Whoever you want to have children with, I don't care. Mom! I don't care! Do you hear me? I don't care, is not a woman, is not a woman? I don't care! I don't care if you send it to the door! Listen to me clearly. If Meng shaoting does it again, I will not be a man if she likes you and doesn't want to look for you! "

He pushed her away, tore off her tie and threw it on the ground.

Jingzhi is shaken by him and pushed away so rudely. Her whole body is soft. Her shoulder hits the wall. She has a dull pain. She covers her cramped stomach and tears flow down abruptly. She wants to vomit, but she doesn't want to be in such a mess in front of him. She only feels that she has never felt so bad in her life

He just listened to a few difficult words, and he was going to die and die? What about her? Which day in those five years did she live in peace and quiet? Which day did she not get scolded or stabbed in the spine? Who is she going to talk to about her grievance?

He said that he liked her. If he liked her, it would be so thin. Take it back as soon as possible!

Meng shaoting looks at her sad face. He unconsciously wants to hold her up, but Sheng Sheng stops his next move.

“S.I.！”

He waved his arm angrily, but he threw his hand on one side of the wall lamp. The back of his hand was swollen immediately, like a bone

At this time, the door of the box was open. Qingqiu came out in a panic, apparently hearing the movement here. Seeing Jingzhi, she rushed to help her: "Jingzhi, what's the matter with you?"

Jing knows that her head is hurting badly, and her stomach is turning over. She can't make any effort. The whole person is going to be soft on the ground. Qingqiu rushes to Meng shaoting and shouts, "shaoting, what are you doing? Come here and take care of it quickly..."

Jingzhi suddenly grabbed Qingqiu's arm. When she was excited, she seemed to choke. She coughed desperately. Her face was red

Meng shaoting found that he began to lose heart and even wanted to move past

"Don't let him touch me! Let him roll, roll -- "

She hoarse voice, stubborn let his anger surging hate can not strangle her!

But he smiled again. He laughed loudly. His swollen hand pointed at Fu Jingzhi, but his eyes looked at Qingqiu. His lips were raised with a smile, but his voice was gradually raised: "Qingqiu, you can see how she treated me, you can see..."

"Shaoting..." Looking at him at the moment, Qingqiu suddenly felt a little sad.

They are all the same people. He is the same as her. Why is Jie the same as Fu Jingzhi.

They are all so obsessed with other people, but they have to pretend that nothing happens.

They are both poor people. They are just poor people.

If before, Qing Qiu had been annoyed by Meng shaoting and didn't understand his practice, but at this moment, she almost completely forgave him.

It's enough for someone who has suffered such a torture, even if he has made such a big mistake in love. It's worse than breaking his leg, because there's no one in his lover's eyes and heart.

"Qingqiu, please take me to the bathroom..."

Jingzhi struggles to hold Qingqiu's arm and wants to stand up. Qingqiu can't move her by herself. She wants to call Shen Beicheng. She thinks of her own suffering from the same disease. She can't help persuading her: "Jingzhi, don't be angry with Shao Ting, have something to say..."

"I have nothing to say with him. In the autumn, if it wasn't for you and lovesickness, I wouldn't stay here at all. I would be disgusted to see him..."

Jingzhi just hates him at the moment, regardless of grabbing all the words that will make him crazy.

Sure enough, as soon as she spoke, he immediately kicked the big vase on the other side in a rage. The vase hit the wall, and it broke in a moment. The fragments splashed on his arms, making small wounds, but he didn't realize it.

He was furious. If it wasn't for Shen Beicheng to hear the more and more noise outside, he could no longer sit down and come out at the right time to hold him. At the moment, he almost rushed to Jingzhi's face and grabbed her neck.

"Let go! Let go of your mother! " Meng shaoting threw a fist at Shen Beicheng's face. Shen Beicheng smelled that he was drunk and saw Fu Jingzhi sitting on the ground. He just stared at them and cried. He felt that his head was big. He shouldn't help them to do something wrong in such a bad time. They were more and more quarrelsome!

"Shaoting, calm down!" Shen Beicheng reaches out his hand and pinches his fist. He is still awake at the moment. He can barely control him. If he is not drunk, he is not his opponent.

"Calm down? I'll kill her, or kill her, better than her saying such things to stab my heart on purpose! "

When Meng shaoting saw the woman sitting on the ground without expression, he only felt that his heart was like being thrown into a frying pan and then frozen with a layer of snow. He could tolerate her and hate him and not forgive him. But if he was so mean, could he stop saying it so easily?