Prisoner's wife's pet: European-style president's domineering love

"Yes, I love to torture you. Seeing you suffering makes me feel excited like never before." Huangfu Xijue grabbed her wrist with one hand, and threw her on the bed forcefully. The fragments should be deeply mixed with the flesh and blood, as if he was unconscious, he couldn't feel the pain.

Mu Xiaoyan was only wearing a nightgown, and there was no cover on her smooth arms. While Huangfu Xijue was roughly grabbing her, the broken glass that pierced the flesh and blood in his palm also scraped her, and the wrist immediately I saw two red blood bars.

"It hurts, let go!" Mu Xiaoyan sucked in pain, trying to pull her wrist out of his iron palm with all her strength, but all she could get after struggling for a long time was his increasing strength , not only the pain in the hands, but also the fear that the bones will be crushed.

"The more pain you suffer, the happier I am, isn't it? Then why should I let go?" Huangfu Xijue pressed down his hot breath, staring at her coldly above her head, with a cold tone.

"You lunatic." Mu Xiaoyan looked at him angrily.

He was like an angry beast, and his thoughts made her incomprehensible and painful.

"Yes, I am a lunatic." Huangfu Xijue also looked at her angrily.

Yes, he is indeed a lunatic. If he is a normal person, how can he do such an abnormal thing?

Already tired and out of energy, he had to climb into her bedroom in the middle of the night just to make out with her.

He only thought about her when he was insane. In fact, he could keep her locked up in Huangfu Manor, so he could do whatever he wanted.

After looking at each other for a long time, Huangfu Xijue noticed her bleeding wrist, he thought it was his own... He secretly let go, and sat quietly by the bed. Although he was angry, he still felt that he had done something wrong.

For some reason, as long as she was hurt even a little bit, he couldn't bear it.

But he just looked at her wrist silently, without saying a word.

Mu Xiaoyan glanced at him a few times, and Nuo Nuo didn't dare to speak anymore. This man's anger was too frightening, and she was afraid that even a small movement would explode his anger again.

Time froze for several minutes like this, Mu Xiaoyan took a deep breath, walked around the side of the bed, and took out a mini medicine box from the small hidden compartment under her computer desk.

"Take your hand here." Mu Xiaoyan squatted at his feet, without any emotion, saying a word coldly.

Just scratched his wrist with his hand and got a wound, so he must have been injured even more seriously. Looking at his hands that had been bleeding new blood all the time, Mu Xiaoyan didn't want to hurt him first. Blame him for hurting himself.

After all, she was the one who got hurt because of the glass shards she sprinkled on the window sill now. She was all blamed for his injuries, so the culprit for her injuries was herself...

When Huangfu Xijue heard her voice and the content of her words, the brows slightly widened, would a cruel woman like her clean up her wounds?These wounds were given by her.

But now, there is a timid joy in his heart, is he crazy?

"..." His face was cold, he glanced at her lightly, and stretched out one of his hands.

Huangfu Xijue sat on the bed, she squatted on the edge of the bed, her already tall body appeared even taller, she pulled a small stool and sat down, carefully placed his injured hands on her legs.