President, go away!

She struggled hard, but could not shake him. On the contrary, she stimulated Huo tingxiao's possessiveness, and he clearly had a reaction——

At that moment, an unprecedented fear overwhelmed Shen Qingqing——

Feeling that threat, Shen Qingqing couldn't help it for a long time. He shouted hysterically, "Huo tingxiao -"

Her lips had been bitten out of blood, cold tears kept flowing on her face, and her clothes were torn. She looked like a broken doll, and her body trembled badly.

"Huo tingxiao, no, please -"

Shen Qingqing reaches out to catch Huo tingxiao's hand and stops her movement.

She is no longer a little girl and knows what will happen next!

But she is still afraid, still afraid!

"No, please let me go. I'm afraid. I'm so afraid... Ah Xiao..."

Shen Qingqing had completely lost her strength to resist. She begged humbly, helpless, and even hopelessly closed her eyes, and a string of clear tears fell down her long eyelashes.

Hearing those two words, Huo tingxiao's body stiffened instantly, his eyes narrowed slightly, a moment of silence, and deeply stared at the woman beside him.

Ah Xiao

What a familiar and strange word!

But the woman in front of her doesn't seem to be the girl in those years. She abandoned her and should have tortured her severely, but seeing her trembling body, like messy leaves in the wind, helpless and pitiful, as if he would crush her with a touch.

The pale little face is crisscrossed with tears, delicate and moving.

The softest corner of my heart was deeply touched, and the pain gradually spread.

Then, with a cold face, he let Shen Qingqing go, and Shen Qingqing, who was free, was like a puppet with his soul taken away. His eyes widened, but his eyes were pale and empty.

Huo tingxiao looked at this scene and suddenly felt a little unbearable. He stood up, walked into the house and threw a clean dress to Shen Qingqing. His tone was still lukewarm.

"Go take a bath. You're too dirty. Don't make me do it!" he said, slamming the door and went out.

There was a dim yellow light in the house. Huo tingxiao's tall body leaned lazily against the leather sofa. A cigarette was burning in his hand. Light smoke filled the air. His handsome side face had an unspeakable evil charm against the light.

Behind him is a wide French window, which is the most prosperous area of Yuncheng. The lights on both sides of the road are so bright that the stars in the sky have lost their color.

He quietly nestled on the sofa, his lax pupils lost their focus, and seemed to fall into some kind of meditation.

I have to admit that he is jealous. He is very jealous of Shen Qingqing's relationship with other men, and he can't see others bullying her.

When he saw Shen Qingqing and Rong Jingyan together, he admitted that he was jealous. He was so jealous.

This feeling was unprecedented, even inexplicable. This uncontrollable emotion annoyed him very much.

The sound of running water in the bathroom suddenly stopped, which also interrupted his confused thoughts.

Huo tingxiao got up and went to one side, and then asked someone to send two bowls of clear soup noodles. Soon, someone outside sent noodles. At this time, Shen Qingqing also came out after taking a bath, dressed in a long white dress, and stood quietly in the corner, just like a little beast that would be injured at any time. She kept a high degree of vigilance all the time.