"You little mouth Whose mother is it He was a little angry with this little thing. The words that the little tender mouth vomited often made him want to strangle her and kiss her to death.

"It's not that the intellectuals can't understand dirty words." She patiently told, "take me so cultured people wind dirty, it's all your harm."

"Or is it my fault?"

"Don't interrupt." She did not allow him to change the subject, looking directly into his left face.

A wisp of hesitation and struggle flashed through his pupil.

She was stunned for 0.01 seconds.

For the first time, she found inferiority in his eyes.

Isn't he a man of all time? Dignified and domineering like an emperor, in today's society, the power is so great that it can even dominate people's life and death.

He rarely mentioned his burned left face, or even avoided talking about it.

She thought he didn't care. She never thought that the left face hidden behind his mask would make such a powerful man feel inferior.

And cold and domineering as he, how to allow inferiority to be found by her slightest trace?

So

She had never been able to walk into his high-rise defenses, even in the most intimate entertainment with him.

"My hands are shaking. It's just numb." She suddenly felt that the mask on his left face was equivalent to his mind defense. It was better for him to remove his self-defense than for her to take it by force. He took the initiative and had a different meaning. "Take it down, Yan shiting. I don't want to do this again."

The heart of a woman like her is also made of iron, and her cover is not hot.

It's hot outside. It's still cold inside.

Since she came to live with him in his villa, she had the idea of living with him all the time.

A sincere start

I don't want to be too defensive against each other.

He stares at her beautiful little face, cold Sen's eyes are covered with frost, "remember, look at my left face, the consequences will be borne by myself." He will buy her a good grave.

No

He was reluctant to bury her.

Perhaps, he can consider buying an ice coffin, put her body in it, he can look at her body every day, want to pinch her, want her, she died also have to give!

That's how crazy he is!

Who made her the only woman he wanted and touched in his life.

Now, she has to kill herself

"Hurry up..." She urged impatiently.

Look at this woman. She's in a hurry to die. He drew a vicious bloodthirsty smile mark on the corner of his lips. He held the bed with one hand and looked at her under him. With the other hand, he raised the mask covering his left cheek and slowly took off the mask.

It was a rugged left face, with scars all over it. The skin was tight because of the scar. The texture was hard and tough, and it was stiff and white. It could be seen that the nerve endings of the skin were destroyed, just like the hard dead flesh pieced together on the face.

Such a left cheek can no longer be called a face

If the general timid woman, maybe he will be scared by his left face.

Who is Cheng yingxuan? You don't blink when you're on a mission.

She had long been used to broken hands and feet, and all kinds of ugly scars.

How can you be afraid of a face that burns?

More than five and a half years ago, she had not seen his face when he was disfigured in the hospital because there was gauze on his left face.

The scar must be ugly when it heals after a severe burn.

She thinks he's going to get a little more or less groomed.

Unexpectedly, according to this situation, he did not care about the scar on his face except to cure the wound.

The contrast between his left face and his right face is even worse.

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