Love in full bloom

His every word was like a bullet from a machine gun, hitting her aching nerves and shattering her fragile pride.

His disgusted eyes saw her from head to foot, as if criticizing a defective product full of defects.

Almost subconsciously, she turned back to him, not wanting to be hurt by his eyes again.

She was not worthy to be his bride, nor to wear white wedding dress.

She wouldn't be delusional.

She was self-aware.

"If you have nothing to do, go back. This is the brig, so it's not good to be seen coming by the elders."

He threw his drawing paper on the table. "A designer who doesn't look forward to a wedding is not going to make a good ring."

It was like five strikes, making her vomit blood for three liters with deep internal wounds. "If I were to look forward to a wedding, wouldn't I want to divorce you and find a man who wouldn't mind me and would take me to church to be married?" She was a little angry as well as a little annoyed, her voice sounding shrill.

His thick, beautiful brows wrinkling, he grabbed her by the shoulders and pulled her over, forcing her to face him. "You heartless, soulless bride, do you feel like going to church to be married?"

You gave your heart and soul to another man, leaving only a dirty shell for your husband. A woman like you was ruining the wedding!

Her heart was torn violently. "You have left me a shell, either, just like me."

He scoffed with great irony and contempt. "Does my body belong to you?"

white skin. "It doesn't belong to me, so I

that myself was too

the subtle changes in her expression. "Dear little hedgehog, are you sad?"

seemed to take on a melancholy look. "I feel sorry for myself. If I hadn't married you, maybe one day in the future, I

shoved her against the corner. "Would you give him your

her lips.

never forget Shi Cong. She could

good wife, and would

Shi Cong and herself in her heart, and

"I'm just saying it. After all, I'm married to

deep, sneering smile on his face. "A woman without a heart does not deserve to be

puppet. Even if I have the heart and soul, I'm still a puppet. It doesn't change anything. Let

her voice full

to waste time and energy to fight for the emotions beyond her power. Those were like the moon in the water, the flowers in the mirror, which

his critical eye shot like an arrow from the fire and struck hard at her Achilles' heel. "Hell is the best place

as if a stream of heat had rushed into her eyes, forming

from gushing out like tears, in order to keep him from

your elders have ever divorced, it doesn't matter if you break the rule. You should find a pure, noble, and elegant woman to be your wife, finding a woman you love, to love her, and living happily

He clenched his teeth, staring at her savagely, and his chest heaving so violently that his breathing became rapid and heavy, he gasping like an enraged

go out of control. After a long time

flood of tears in her eyes was like a

purity, nobility and grace to Mo

"I don't mean