First Marriage, then love: wife, never divorce

Yan Ru listened to his explanation and did not say a word. Then, she lifted the cold air from her body and sat up from the Chaise Lounge. She asked with a cold face, “do you have a washroom on this plane? ”

Of course!

However, Dongfang Mo did not tell her in words. Instead, he walked over and pushed open a door with his hand, indicating that she could use it.

Yan Ru almost jogged into the washroom. At the same time, she closed the door with a bang and then used the fastest speed to solve her physiological problems.

After she was done with all this, she looked around the washroom. It seemed that there was no escape route. In the end, she could only sigh and obediently walked out.

When she walked out of the WASHROOM, Dongfang Mo had already put on his coat. At the same time, he took out a set of clothes from the wardrobe and threw it to her. “If you don’t want to wear clothes without buttons to get off the plane, you can change. Of course, you don’t have to change. I don’t care. ”

Yan Ru glared at him angrily. This fellow had always been shameless. She knew that it was useless to reason with him, so she gave up on arguing with him about this extremely boring problem. Instead, she chose to take this set of clothes and silently turn around to go to the washroom.

However, this time, Yan ru did not lock the door like before. Instead, she went in and closed the door casually before taking off her clothes and preparing to change into this set of clothes.

Unfortunately, just as she finished taking off her clothes, the washroom door was pushed open from the outside. She exclaimed in surprise and immediately piled up the clothes that had just arrived in her hands in front of the bear to use as a cover.

Unfortunately, she had too few clothes in her hands. This result became a posture where she hugged the lute and half-covered her face. Not only would it not make the man feel that she was rejecting him, it would make Dongfang Mo feel that she was even more attractive.

Thus, the nature that was hidden in the deepest part of his body erupted almost instantly. Looking at the woman who kept retreating, the corners of his mouth curled into a smile.

Yan Ru’s heart was filled with fear and uneasiness. She wanted to escape, but there was nowhere to escape. She could only retreat. However, the WASHROOM was too small. When she retreated to the toilet seat, there was nowhere to retreat to.

This society was very realistic. China’s five thousand years of history told us time and time again that the final result of the competition between the hungry wolf and the antelope had already been written. The antelope would never be able to escape from the hungry Wolf’s mouth.

Therefore, tonight was just a repeat of history. When Dongfang Mo reached out and grabbed Yan ru’s arm, when Yan ru’s weak body collided with that cold and stiff chest, it was time to turn off the lights.

The Hungry Wolf had never known what it meant to be tender to the fairer sex. The instinct of a wolf was to eat the antelope alive. Therefore, when Yan ru once again transformed into a pile of exquisite delicacies, what happened to her.. However, she was eaten clean by Dongfang Mo, the hungry wolf. Not even her bones were left.

Yan Ru slowly woke up from her coma. Under her was the cold floor, and her body was covered in bruises. The Devil’s brand had left a mark on her body, and the silent pain from somewhere in her body reminded her that what had just happened here was indeed not a dream.

Before she could change into her clothes, they were already crumpled and deformed. She used her hands to support herself on the floor and stood up. Looking at herself in the mirror, whose face was as Pale as paper, she really wondered if she was made of a special material.

How handsome, handsome, and rich was Dongfang Mo What kind of woman did he want Why did he have a crush on her shriveled figure?