He was afraid, afraid that she would laugh at him, and even more afraid that she would be dismissive.

However, at this moment, he was even more afraid that she would hate him and hate him.

"Qianqian, I really didn't mean to..." His throat was dry and he was too hoarse to say that word.

He looked at her so eagerly, hoping to get her understanding and forgiveness: "Don't be angry, okay? I really will never do this again in the future."

Lin Qianqian's heart trembled, and an inexplicable heat surged through her body.

Perhaps his eyes were too warm and sincere, and she felt so moved that she actually believed what he said.

However, she didn't believe what he said. His love had once disappointed her.

In her opinion, his love is not worth a penny.

"I don't believe you." She spoke from the bottom of her heart.

"Really, I won't lie to you. If I do this again in the future, can I let you pinch me? No matter you want to hit or pinch me, I will never fight back. You can even... you can stab me with a knife. I

I deserve it if I do it willingly." He was so eager to get her forgiveness that his tone and demeanor became particularly gentle and affectionate.

Lin Qianqian looked at him, the breath still suffocating in her chest and unable to swallow.

She really hated him so much that she wanted to choke him back immediately, choke him unconscious, then slap him awake twice, and ask him if he felt good being pinched.

This kind of thought was growing crazily in her body, which had a strong sense of self-esteem.

But in the end, she had to swallow such a breath.

No, she can't do this to him.

Even though he deserves to die.

She said nothing and stared at him with hatred, which made Yan Mubei feel very uncomfortable.

He let her stare, staring generously, raising his beautiful lips to outline a flattering smile.

After a while, she still stared at him like that, and he smiled bitterly: "Qianqian, don't be angry, you can punish me, you can punish me with anything, or you can beat me."

As he spoke, he picked up her little hand and slapped it on his chest.

Once, and again.

Then her eyes fell on his half-opened shirt, which was stained with bloodshot eyes.

A bloody tooth mark suddenly appeared in her eyes.

So bright red, so eye-catching.

Suddenly, Lin Qianqian stopped her hand: "It hurts so much. Your body is so hard and smelly. Humph, let me go. I won't hit you. Hitting you will only make my hands hurt. I hate it so much."

She pushed him away and struggled to get off the ground, with a look of disgust on her face.

He quickly reached out to wrap his arms around her and pressed her into his arms: "Okay, okay, we won't fight, so what else do you want as a punishment?"

"What do I want? Do you think the things you give me will be useful if I die?" She glared at him angrily: "I don't want your things, your money, your things, I'm afraid I won't survive."

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"How could it be? Isn't it good now? And I will never lose control again." He gently stroked her belly, caring for her with unprecedented tenderness: "We have a child, and I will not do anything for the sake of the child. I will

Try to control yourself."

"……."child.

"It's you, why didn't you tell me you were pregnant earlier? If I had, I wouldn't have lost my sense of proportion." But he blamed her.

"..." Because I'm not pregnant at all, how can I tell you that I'm pregnant?

Lin Qianqian looked at him like an idiot, rolled her eyes, and was annoyed.

The man thought she was angry and his tone was serious, so he hugged her with a smile: "Hey, don't be angry, don't be angry, it's all my fault."
Chapter completed!