Chapter 2329
I automatically brought in the exaggerated accent of the Taiwanese media report, I lost my laugh, completely unable to feel where Murong Zhuan’s point of anger is, cleared my throat, collected my laugh, deliberately a serious concurrence, “Indeed, if I were the boss, I would definitely give the photo writer a pay raise ……”
Halfway through the sentence, Murong Zhuan squeezed my jaw raw and almost lifted my entire body in the air.
“Do I look like I’m joking?” The actual fact is that you’ll be able to get a lot more out of the way for the sake of Fu Shen Yan, hmm?”
So that’s what he minded, he was upset to see me become bottomless in everyone’s eyes for Fu Shenyan.
I grabbed his hand that was pinching me for a chance to catch my breath and argued, “The first day you met me? I can even break up with a good brother like Shen Yu, what else is there to care about?”
The corners of Murong’s lips were raised upwards, but the bottom of his eyes were filled with the same cold and bloody colour that he had when he opened the wooden barn to Chen Er one after another that day, “I just didn’t think that you were originally such a lowlife, you know, the way you looked at Fu Shen Yan when you were near him, the way you spoke, the way you moved your body, every single thing, you were like a dog wagging its tail!”
“So what if I’m a dog!” I closed my eyes and snarled madly, finished, then opened them again and glared at him with resentful anger, grinding my back teeth, “I am lowly and have nothing to do with you, who are you to question me, we have nothing to do with each other!”
Murong Zhuan’s movements froze, and the force in his hand loosened for a couple of seconds, and then, in a fit of annoyance, he pushed again, “Shen Shu, don’t be ungrateful!”
“Each other.” A fishy, salty taste spreads in my mouth, and I force myself to swallow down, calling for a moment of relief from the dry itch in my throat, “You’re no better.”
“Don’t compare me to you.” Murong Zhuan’s face grew cool, his gaze still stern.
“What’s the difference? I can’t stop chasing after Fu Shenyan, while you can’t stop lusting after me, and I’m rushing to give it to him as a plaything. It’s true that I’m cheap, but at least I’m open and honest. You, on the other hand, don’t even dare to face your own heart, you only dare to hide like a stinking rat in an unseen corner, spying on me like you used to spy on Fu Shenyan’s life!” I laughed coldly, my fears long behind me.
No hunter would tremble in front of his prey.
In a relationship, the one who moves first has no other way out but to surrender.
The back is like a ghost, accompanied by a strong sense of oppression, yet he never answered the question, not knowing what he was thinking.
Who in the world is going to submit to anyone’s discipline, but when that exception appears, the relationship is destined to be different.
The word “rat” was a word that Mouron could tolerate, so Jon’s analysis was spot on. Subconsciously, Mouron was putting himself below me, or simply condoning me, either way, it was time to add fuel to the fire.
I simply collapsed on the sofa, swinging my limbs into various flirtatious and comfortable poses, muttering to myself, “Either you kill me, or else you will have to see more of this in the future, I just want you to see me loving Fu Shen Yan, loving her with all my heart, this love could have been shared with you, but you don’t want it, huh …… ”
Chapter 2330
“You’re the one who avoided it, you’re the one who took the initiative and abandoned it!” I said in a stern voice, deliberately raising my voice so that he could hear every word clearly.
Murong looked behind him as if he was listening to a ridiculous joke, “Abstain? So, whether I can love you or not depends on your willingness to give?”
The word “charity” is a bit insulting, not my intention, but the words have already been said here, I can only continue to talk tough, “I did not say that, but I did want to treat you and Fu Shenyan fairly, but you hide yourself, you know, how much I love him, this is also not my control. It’s out of my control.”
There’s an old saying that the closer you are to someone, the more you know what to say to make them feel bad.
Although it was a bit presumptuous to say that, apart from Ouyang Nuo, I was the person of the opposite S*x who had spent the longest time with Murong Zhuan, and I knew him far better than anyone else.
True to his anger, Muyong Zhuan moved quickly to grab my hands that were trying to resist, grabbing them with one hand again and turning me over.
His face was pressed against mine, but his mouth was fiercely threatening, “Recognise properly who is really the master!”
I panicked and chose to die in a panic, “I will not let you have your way even if I die!”
Murong Zhuan was indifferent, unbuttoning without any pause, indifferent like a machine that only carries out orders, “Isn’t it about fair treatment? How will you know if your body loves Fu Shenyan more or likes me more without trying?”
I didn’t think that Murong Zhuan, who considered himself superior, would be foolish enough to link a person’s body and heart together, thinking that if he got one, the other would also be in his pocket.
I laughed mockingly and raised my chin, ready to bite my tongue and show him with the stubbornness in my eyes that he could not have the heart, and he could not play with the person.
Murong Zhuan had not yet noticed the movement of my mouth, only waiting to liberate the fire in his heart, and after unbuttoning it, he put his hands on me.
But what I had on was also a one-piece, long-buttoned jumpsuit with enough buttons to rival his shirt, and the moment I reached out, Murong tightened his brow in annoyance.
The moment I reached out, I bared a laugh again, and Murong Zhan’s face sank as he pinched the collar of the dress.
“Click…”
I was so ashamed and annoyed that my mouth simply started to push, just praying that the ancients would not deceive me, and that my life would be taken away when my tongue was broken, so that I would not be in pain and half dead and have to wake up to face this unpleasant scene.
However, as I was sweating coldly from the pain, I suddenly realised that Murong Zhuan did not seem to be making the next move.
I hurriedly loosened my tongue and opened my eyes.
Murong Zhuan was still in his condescending position, but his cold eyes were slightly narrowed and he was staring at my left shoulder.
Without waiting for me to react, Murong looked at me as if he had remembered something, then reached out and pinched my cheek, forcing me to open my mouth.
Seeing the fishy red blood on the tip of my tongue, his eyes instantly rose with murderous intent, “You really do want to die again!”
It was then I remembered the kikura wound on my left shoulder, the determination of being cornered by him and having no way back.
The half-perfect scar that reminded him that the woman he could not stop thinking about, when pushed, would really die.