Kill Me, Heal Me

Ethan Mo was furious. He didn't expect Belle Ye to say such things, did she think he really didn't dare to kill her? He now had countless reasons to strangle her here due to the things she did that year. And he did. The slender and powerful fingers moved from the lower jaw to the neck, easily grasping her. Under the pale and almost transparent skin, the blood vessels were clearly visible. After the big palm opened slightly, it collapsed again and pinched her neck.

"Eh-hem..." Belle Ye coughed and her breath was completely frozen in the man's slender palm. She wanted to struggle, but her body was pressed against the wall by his strong body and could not move. More and more suffocation drowned her instantly, her chest was uncomfortable as if to explode, and the shadow of death was shrouded from the top of her head. The transparent white face gradually turned into an unhealthy fuchsia, and at this moment the apathetic eyes spurred the desire for life. Soon she gave up the struggle, letting the man's hand work harder and harder. She gradually calmed down, the bright light in her eyes turning into a state like a pool of standing water.

Now that she knew she couldn't struggle, why did she bother. The more she did not resist, the more anger Ethan Mo felt, was she not even afraid of death? Was death better than life? Since she was not afraid of death, he had a way to make her alive more painful than death. The hand pinched on the neck went down suddenly. He jerked her jacket roughly away, and one hand was buckled on her waist. Belle Ye was stiff, and she was so scared that she lost her thinking for a moment and looked down, the outermost clothes had been torn apart by Ethan Mo with brute force, revealing a thicker black sweater underneath.

could not be torn apart with brute force. He couldn't help but wonder, opened the sweater tentatively, and there was another sweater below. Five or

on her innermost dress, ironing her belly with a hot palm across the rough fabric. Her heart beat and if he continues, it will surely... She closed her eyes subconsciously, her shoulders could not stop shaking. The large, hot palm moved twice, and he continued to turn up the last layer of fabric. Belle Ye shivered and couldn't help but screamed and took a

for his purpose. Since he made up his mind to humiliate her, he would not be able to stop halfway. Her hunch was right. Ethan Mo wiped his hands, and ignored the strange feeling in his heart. He glanced at the trembling woman in front of him, suddenly said: "Five years ago I didn’t love you, do you think I will change my appetite in five years, and it’s an ugly woman who is not

as long as she used her true emotions to love him, she would win his favor. To this end, she did a

not understand that her

eyes, mocking, "If you know you don't deserve it, you should do your part and do your own business. Don't forget that you are now a lady in the public relations department of the club. What does the lady need to do? if you wear

debts. If she failed to complete the task, would she always be trapped in this place? "I know, you can trust me. I will work hard to make money." Make money? Can she get rid of him right away? Ethan Mo was once again angered by her words. Belle Ye felt her shoulders becoming heavy, and the dangerous breath was approaching: "Make money, use your mortal body to make money, as long as you are