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Chapter 121 He is not as good as a beast

The man's burning kisses fell on Nanhua's ears, cheeks and neck.

Like raindrops, densely packed.

The soft touch and temperature of his lips were so familiar, even without looking at his face, Nan Hua could guess that it was Huo Beiyao.

I have been in love with each other for ten years, and I have long been familiar with him like a left hand touching a right hand.

Afraid of waking Yang Yang up, Nan Hua lowered her voice and said, "Let me go."

But instead of listening, Huo Beiyao became more and more aggressive.

Clasping the back of her head with his big hand, his lips moved to hers and blocked them.

Nan Hua's head was controlled by him, unable to move, she could only press her lips tightly to defend against his attack.

He wanted to kill him.

She stretched out her arms, closed the door tightly, then suddenly raised one foot, and stomped hard on his foot.

But Huo Beiyao just snorted, but the kisses didn't stop.

Nan Hua regretted that she didn't wear those shoes with thin and high heels today. If she stepped on those heels, it would definitely hurt him to death.

She raised her foot again and kicked at his calf.

Before her feet touched his calves, Nanhua suddenly felt her feet flying in the air. He hugged her horizontally and walked towards his bedroom.

In the middle of the night, he drank again, and he could imagine what would happen next with the hair of his hair.

Nan Hua couldn't help but flustered.

This man is usually a beast, but he must be worse than a beast after drinking.

She lowered her voice and warned: "Huo Beiyao, you can see clearly, I am Shen Nanhua, not Nanhua. If you don't let me go, I will call the police."

"Report, we are a boyfriend and girlfriend relationship, with your father's permission, and we have met the parents of both parties. When the police come, let's see how they deal with it." Huo Beiyao's deep voice was tinged with drunkenness.

"I didn't agree! I have a boyfriend, Huo Beiyao, I have a boyfriend!" Nan Hua almost collapsed.

"I know, it's that ghost named Mr." Huo Beiyao's tone was a little more casual and teasing.

"You can't insult Mr.! He is a very good man! Not a ghost!" Nan Hua retorted sharply.

"Okay, no insult." Huo Beiyao seldom obeyed.

While talking, come to the bedroom.

Huo Beiyao kicked the door open, walked in with her in his arms, and closed the door with his foot.

Unlock it easily.

Putting her flat on the bed, he straightened up, hooked the tie with his slender fingers, pulled it off, threw it on the bedside table, and began to unbutton the shirt.

While he was undressing, Nanhua got up from the bed and ran.

Just two steps away, Huo Beiyao dodged and stopped her.

He stared at her with cold, bloodshot eyes, and his voice was cold and deep: "I only sleep in plain sleep. If you insist on running, the vegetarian will turn into meat. If you don't believe me, just try it."

The tone was obviously extremely calm, but it made people feel very oppressed.

Nan Hua was furious, and her beautiful Qiu Shui stared at him, "Huo Beiyao, you are a beast!"

Huo Beiyao sneered lightly through his nose, lowered his eyes, and slowly unfastened the watch on his hand, saying flatly: "Speaking of beasts is too flattering to me, I'm not even as good as beasts."

But as an individual, he shouldn't have treated Nanhua like that in those three years.

If he had treated her a little better at that time, if he hadn't forced her to divorce, she wouldn't have run to see Lu Xiao in the heavy rain all night, and if Lu Xiao didn't see her, she wouldn't have died in a car accident.

It can be said that she was forced to death by him.

What a beast he was, he forced his pregnant wife to death, killing three people.

Now, he has empathized with another, and fell in love with Shen Nanhua who looks a lot like Nanhua.

He forced Nanhua to death and betrayed her, he was worse than a beast.

But he was too lonely, too lonely, without Nanhua's world, he lived so lonely.

He wanted to get out of that painful cage, the living must live.

Throwing the watch on the bedside table, Huo Beiyao put his arms around Shen Nanhua's waist, lowered his head, and buried his head in the crescent of her neck.

He begged in a low voice: "Just stay with me, I won't touch you, I won't touch you, I swear, just lie down next to me. I'll give you money, a lot of money, stay with me, okay ?"

He once again took money to let her accompany him.

Nan Hua should have felt humiliated.

But for some reason, she felt a pain in her heart, as if a hole had rotted, and the wind was leaking everywhere.

"You're drunk, Mr. Huo." Her voice calmed down.

The body also calmed down, she was in his arms, motionless, as quiet as a dry tree.

Huo Beiyao laughed at himself, "Drunk is my true face, and I usually pretend."

"You still think about your dead wife?" This was the first time Nan Hua had a direct talk with him about herself.

I thought she would be angry and complain violently, but I didn't expect her to be so calm.

"How can you not want to?" Huo Beiyao's voice was as low as a sigh.

For the past three years, he has been thinking about her day and night, and his heart hurts, turning into a stone.

He thought that Lin Yanyan could replace her, but the fact is that he became more and more disgusted and repulsed by her.

He thought Shen Nanhua in front of him could replace her, but looking at her, he missed his Nanhua even more.

No one can replace her, yes, no one can replace her, no one can replace her.

A sneer flashed across Nanhua's eyes, "Huo Beiyao, are you guilty?"

"Guilty, guilty to death." There was a rough sadness in his deep voice.

"Then why don't you die?" Nanhua's voice was pale and cold, not like a human voice.

"Yangyang no longer has a mother, so he can't lose his father anymore." Huo Beiyao's voice was so low that he could hardly hear him.

"I really know how to make excuses for myself." Nan Hua smiled, her smile and her lips were cold.

A tear was hanging in the corner of her eye.

Glittering quietly in the light.

Huo Beiyao stopped talking, took off his shirt cuff buttons, threw them on the bedside table, and turned to go to the bathroom to take a shower.

When he walked into the bathroom, Nanhua ran to the door and turned the lock.

Six years ago, when she and Huo Beiyao had a good relationship, they lived here, but she found that the door lock had been changed long ago.

The design of the lock is very strange, and she couldn't open it after twisting it for a long time.

She went to the window again, wanting to jump out of the window, opened the curtains, and saw the white antique carved anti-theft window outside.

can not go out.

Suddenly hearing footsteps behind her, Nan Hua hurriedly turned her head.

Seeing that Huo Beiyao had finished taking a shower, he walked out of the bathroom.

He was wearing a black nightgown with a good texture.

This person was born with a clothes rack, wide shoulders, narrow waist and long legs, even if it was just a nightgown, he could look like an international male model on the catwalk.

The hair was randomly pulled up a few times, revealing the delicate and rigid facial features, and the stern eyes were a little drunk.

He lowered his eyes slightly, looking at her three parts lazy, three parts coquettish and four parts evil, his eyes were moist, deep and affectionate.

That lazy, uninhibited and romantic look has a special sense of seductiveness.

Although I hate him, I have to admit that he is a very attractive man.

Being lonely and widowed in the middle of the night with such a man, in the same room, even in the same bed, even a woman can't resist the temptation.

But when he thought that he was Huo Beiyao, separated by a sea of ​​blood, Nan Hua's slightly wet body suddenly cooled down and froze.

Huo Beiyao saw her coldness, the corners of his lips curled into a slight arc, he withdrew his lazy and charming eyes, stretched out his arms, and spread his palms towards her.

After seeing clearly what was in his palm, Nan Hua was shocked.

She stepped back quickly, and shouted loudly as she retreated, "What are you doing?"