The lights from the hotel shone down onto the face of the "little male vixen".

He held the tweezers in his slender fingers, used them to hold the alcohol cotton ball, and gently wiped it on her wound.

When Lu Tang smelled it closely, he could still smell a faint scent of alcohol on him.

"What do you want to do?" Her lips were straightened into a straight line, and her eyes were full of vigilance towards him.

He raised his eyes and said directly: "You changed your attitude so quickly. You didn't have this attitude last night."

Thinking of last night, her cheeks gradually turned red.

She was drugged last night and was forced into that state by physiological desires.

"Why are you running away?" His eyes were dark, and a strong sense of oppression followed, making Lu Tang breathless.

Lu Tang subconsciously stepped back, but after only taking a step back, he grabbed her ankle and pulled her back to her original position: "What are you crazy about!"

Against his strong body, Lu Tang looked particularly petite.

"I like you and don't want to break up with you." He smiled and spoke slowly.

Lu Tang frowned, the anxiety in his eyes almost overflowing: "You fell in love in just one month? Then your love is really cheap."

Hearing this, he chuckled, raised his hand to hook up her scattered hair, and helped her tuck it behind her ears.

"Yes, it's only three million, which is really cheap."

This sentence is full of irony.

"I don't like you." Lu Tang raised her hand to block his hand and said it decisively.

The moment she said this, her heartbeat seemed to skip a beat.

It is undeniable that the emotional value she gained after returning home was provided by him.

"Don't you like me?" His face darkened and he tightened his grip on her ankle.

"Then who do you like?"

"Your worthless husband?"

His tone was contemptuous and filled with unstoppable anger.

"What do you like about him?"

"You think he's cheating?"

"You think he's a coward?"

"Or is it because he has no money?"

With every question he asked, he moved a little closer.

He held Lu Tang's ankle tightly, leaving him no room to retreat.

The distance between the two of them gradually narrowed, until only half a foot was left.

The repeated questions left Lu Tang speechless.

The more he asked this question, the more Lu Tang felt that the man in front of him was not simple.

Her brows were furrowed, and her palms were sweaty: "You investigated me?"

The "little male vixen" laughed sarcastically: "Your cowardly husband is full of loopholes, and I don't need to investigate."

"What a coincidence, I just like his cowardice." Lu Tang's voice was cold, without any emotion.

She wanted to end the relationship and was deliberately provoking him.

Of course, the "little male vixen" also saw what she meant.

The next second, his slender fingers were holding her chin.

He leaned forward, the two of them almost touching each other. "Why do you care about my identity? Didn't I say I won't ask?"

His eyes were red. "Are you trying to provoke me? You can succeed."

As soon as he finished speaking, his lips covered hers.

The kiss was fierce. Lu Tang's head was grabbed by him and he had no way to escape.

At this moment, he was like a ferocious beast, as if he wanted to "devour" Lu Tang.

Lu Tang put his hands on her chest, trying to push him away.

But the disparity in power told her that it was impossible.

She could only breathe slowly and tilt her head back to endure the man's fierce kiss.

The taste of alcohol lingered between his lips and teeth.

The smell was very strong and made her feel a little dizzy.

The kiss lasted for a long time before they broke apart.

Lu Tang looked up at him, with complicated emotions in his eyes.

What was different from before was that Lu Tang detected a hint of reluctance in his eyes.

His tone suddenly softened, and his thin lips bit her earlobe: "For the last time, I'll let you go."

Hearing this, her heart trembled: "Okay."

With a "click", the lights in the room were turned off.

That night, he acted like a madman.

Before he could even finish one try, Lu Tang was about to give up.

She begged for mercy and spoke nice words.

But no matter how submissive he becomes, he will only become more violent.

They went from the bed, to the window, and then to the bathroom...

She couldn't even count how many times she came that night.

It's different from every morning before.

Lu Tang was woken up.

"I'll take you to the airport."

She opened her eyes and looked at the man in front of her.

He was very calm, completely different from the person he was last night.

This was the first time Lu Tang couldn't see through someone.

She took a deep breath.

She wanted to sit up from the bed, but waves of pain came over her, so she could only hold on.

Especially that part, the pain is obvious.

Before she could lift the quilt, she heard the sound of a plastic bag breaking.

The "little male vixen" was holding a bag in his hand.

He opened the bag and pulled out a tube of ointment and a cotton swab.

Lu Tang looked at what he was holding in his hand and guessed what he was going to do.

Before she could say anything, his big hands had already lifted the quilt and grabbed her legs.

"You..." Her face turned red all the way to her ears.

"Don't reject me."

He simply said these four words.

Even if the words of refusal were on the tip of his tongue, Lu Tang couldn't bring himself to say it.

After applying the medicine, Lu Tang got out of bed and washed.

Looking at her upper body covered in red marks in the mirror, she forced a wry smile.

After packing everything, she had just enough time to catch the ticket she bought yesterday.

They got in the car and there were only two of them.

It is not difficult to see that the eyes of the "little male vixen" are red.

Lu Tang sat in the passenger seat, feeling very uncomfortable.

She still doesn't know his name.

"Lu Tang, you will regret this." he said.

He said this with great certainty.

Lu Tang met his gaze and felt uneasy.

"Get off. I won't send you off."

He spoke as the car stopped in front of the airport.

The air in the car was stagnant and the atmosphere became oppressive.

What Lu Tang hates most is separation.

Whether it was the sudden separation from her mother when she was three years old, or being rejected by Lu Cheng and sent to boarding school again and again.

Even three years ago when she suffered a blow and was about to go abroad.

Every separation made her heartbroken.

But this time is different.

This time she was the one who started the mouth, and Lu Tang thought it wouldn't be as painful as before.

But reality slapped her hard in the face.

For some reason, the feeling of tearing hidden deep in my heart still exists, even deeper than any time before.

The corner of the "little male vixen"'s mouth slightly raised: "You're not getting off the car yet? Are you reluctant to do so?"

Lu Tang was brought back to her senses by these words. She chuckled and said, "No."

As soon as she finished speaking, she opened the car door.

"Wait." He stopped.

"There's medicine in your bag. Apply it to your ankle. Change it once a day."

Hearing this, Lu Tang was a little stunned.

But at the time of separation, the more she lingered on, the harder it was to control the pain in her heart.

She concentrated all her strength in her hands and slammed the car door shut.

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