Ruan Xiaomo's clothes were torn open by him before, and he sprained his feet, and his walking posture was extremely embarrassed.

All the way stumbling, suddenly a man's suit coat on the shoulder.

She looked up in surprise and saw that the man's sculpture like outline was deep and his face was cold.

"I don't like my toys being seen." "It's like I don't like my things getting dirty," he explained in a very cold voice

Ruan Xiaomo pursed her lips astringently and said calmly, "don't worry, I didn't think much."

How could she think more?

A man who would throw her to those men and take turns to commit violence, today almost in front of Mo Xiuze's face, forced her man to put on his own suit coat, it can only be the exclusive desire.

Jin liefeng has always had only his morbid desire to monopolize her.

Her answer made the face of the man around sink a little bit.

"Is your leg broken?"

Impatiently, he simply picked her up with one hand, regardless of whether she would feel sick and nauseous, and directly lifted her up with one hand and went into the elevator directly to the president's office.

Ruan Xiaomo's leg accidentally touched the elevator door frame, sprained ankle came a sharp pain.

She turned pale and tried to bite her lower lip with patience.

She doesn't want to cry pain. It's a sign of weakness for her.

She shouldn't show her pain in front of a person whose purpose is to torture her.

Because this is meaningless, in addition to will cause each other's pleasure and ridicule, will only let her now embarrassed exit, more embarrassing.

On the first floor of the president's office, a secretary pushed his glasses and hurried to the president's office with a stack of documents in his hand.

Hearing the president's direct elevator, she turned to see her president carrying a woman out.

The Secretary's eyes widened in shock, but her good professionalism soon revived her. Just now, when she wanted to say something, she saw that the president took the woman into the president's office.

The door slammed shut.

"Jin liefeng, why did you bring me here?"

Because the upper part of his body was carried downward by him, Ruan Xiaomo felt uncomfortable in his stomach. He had an impulse to spit out all the things in his stomach, and his brain was dizzy because of congestion.

Jin liefeng didn't make a sound, with a gloomy face, and directly kicked open the door of the rest room in the president's office.

In the air, there is a fresh fragrance of flowers.

The fragrance of rose is extremely romantic and fresh.

Ruan Xiaomo wanted to look up and try to see what was in the room, but in vain.

"Ah

She was heavily thrown on something by the man, and her body bounced on it twice. Something pierced her skin through her clothes.

A moment of dizziness, Ruan Xiaomo did not have time to distinguish, subconsciously with his hands to support the body, want to get up, but feel the tingling feeling, suddenly from the palm.

She raised her hand and looked down. She saw the withered rose petals on her palm and several rose thorns on them.

Rose, rose thorn.

She suddenly remembered that some time ago, Jin liefeng gave her a table of sea like roses.

He picked the flowers himself and flew them back to pick the thorns one by one.

And now, obviously, under her, are some fresh, untreated roses.

A sharp contrast.

"Remember?"

Jin liefeng stood beside her, slowly unbuttoned her collar with one hand, pulled off her meticulous tie, and began to unbutton her cuffs without looking at her.

Ruan Xiaomo raised her eyes and saw that the big bed she was lying in was full of bright and hot roses.

Strong green leaves, long stems, and sharp spines growing on the stems.

The thorn on her palm was still red with her blood.

New ways of torture?

There was no expression on Ruan Xiaomo's face, but his heart was suddenly blocked.

she still remembered that Jin Li Feng gave her a bubble rain all day.

Standing on the terrace, she could see the words of his confession to her on all the advertising screens around.

And the rose on the desk where he carefully removed all the thorns.

Ruan Xiaomo unconsciously clenched the rose with thorns in his hand, letting the thorns go deeper into his palm.

It seems that this can offset some of the pain of memory.

She had thought that after she had been distrusted by him and he had personally elected those men to strengthen her, she had completely given up on Jin liefeng.

But why is the heart still suffering

"Jin liefeng." She whispered, "you know what? No matter what happened before, believe it or not, and whether you have ever been sincere to me, I -- "Ruan small foam pause, just quietly way: "I to you, give up."

Whether it's a promise or something.

She's dead.

Her words, however, seemed to offend the man even more.

Jin liefeng stepped on the bedside, pinched her chin in one hand, forced her to raise her head and look at him.

"Ruan Xiaomo, what are you talking about?" "What's the matter?" he asked fiercely? At this time, I want to continue to defend myself! "

Didn't she recognize them all before?

Isn't she completely excused?!

What is she talking about now?

Why can she say that she is dead hearted to him in such a tone after he personally caught her dating another man in a hotel?!!

Give up?

Oh, has she ever been sincere to him?

Her tone, look, but as if she really fell in love with him?!

Ridiculous!

Ruan Xiaomo said nothing more. He could not get rid of his hand holding his chin, so he just shut up and said nothing more.

The pain of the heart is extreme.

The past memories and the present situation overlap, all of which are the most cruel irony.

Jin liefeng stares at her face fiercely. Her pale face looks fragile, but somehow tough, just like a slender crystal, beautiful and fragile.

I can't help trying to destroy it!!!

Especially after she said that she gave up on him!

"Yila -"

Ruan Xiaomo's clothes from the collar, under the man's palm, turned into pieces without shielding effect, and scattered disorderly on the bed and the ground.

Smooth skin unprotected direct pressure on the bed of roses, sharp rose thorns, plunge into her skin.

The tingling sensation of her back came in a dense way, and finally she had to bite her lower lip hard to avoid her painful voice.

"Give up?"

Jin liefeng tortured her fiercely and stuck it in her ear. He asked in a cruel tone: "Ruan Xiaomo, what qualifications do you have to give up on me?! As a plaything, you should know who you are