852: C852 Don't You Love It Anymore

C852 Don't You Love It Anymore

He pressed hard on her waist.

Le Youyou was shocked and in pain. Her body became light and she left the ground. Ding dong dong. The wind chimes were pulled by her and rang continuously.

Gong Mingchuan placed her on the windowsill and pressed her against the window frame. He untied her clothes and his cold fingers slid across her neck. "I love you. I want to be with you forever. Don't be afraid, I will make you happy. "

Le Youyou's black hair and sleeves fluttered in the night wind on the floor, like a butterfly fluttering in the wind. Finally, the windbreaker slipped out of the window.

Gong Mingchuan only needed to push Le Youyou slightly to the side, and she would fall into the night sky. However, Gong Mingchuan's hands and body were tightly pressed against her, pressing her down.

Le Youyou's body did not have any strength left, and her hands even used more strength to pull on Windling's thin thread. Windling was torn apart and fell to the ground.

"Mingchuan," Le Youyou suddenly shouted softly. "Do you know that your actions hurt me twice?"

Gong Mingchuan's heart trembled slightly. Le Youyou called his name softly like before, which made him feel a little lost.

He raised his head from her chest and saw Le Youyou looking at him nervously. Her eyes did not even turn as she continued to speak softly, "Will you love me forever?"

Gong Mingchuan was stunned.

Le Youyou continued, "If you love me, then push me out of the window. I don't blame you. "

"You would rather be pushed down by me, rather die than get close to me?" Gong Mingchuan was stunned for a long time. Finally, he shouted with a slight breakdown, "What happened to you? Why did you become like this? Are you still my wife? Are you still her?"

Taking advantage of Gong Mingchuan's daze, Le Youyou suddenly pushed him away and flipped out the window.

This was the second floor. She would not fall to her death, so she could only fall and get injured.

"Youyou!" Gong Mingchuan looked out the window in horror. She actually jumped out just like that. She wouldn't get hurt, right?

However, Le Youyou's light white figure was like a butterfly, landing lightly on a rose in the garden. A pair of wings that were as clear as butterfly wings were faintly visible on her back.

Le Youyou stood in the dark garden. She was not injured and there was no pain on her face. She quietly stared at the man on the second floor who was in pain. Her chest rose and fell violently and a complicated look appeared in her beautiful eyes.

The bacterial strain behind the butterfly could be used as a clone. One of the clones was left in Le Youyou's body while the other one followed the birth of the baby Chuanxia and parasitized Chuanxia's body.

Le Youyou was unable to chase Gong Mingchuan away, so she chose to leave by herself.

She looked at Gong Mingchuan who was standing at the window on the second floor. "This is your home to begin with. You can stay here. Be careful not to let others know who you are. " Le Youyou turned around and walked out of the villa.

Gong Mingchuan shouted, "Le Youyou, come back here. Where are you going?"

But that woman had already disappeared without a trace.

Gong Mingchuan's fist instantly smashed onto the window. The glass shattered and splashed all over the floor.

Blood also flowed out of his hand.

"Mr. Gong," a young man pushed the door open and came in. It was Gong Mingchuan's assistant, Xiangxin. "I have sent people to follow her. Don't worry, we will not lose her. "

Gong Mingchuan nodded and went to the bathroom to clean his injured hand. He sat on the bed and fell into deep thought.

He had spent 18 years to nurture his own son so that they could be independent.

He had finally handed over the Gong family to his son last month. At the same time, he had also received the news that the woman was still alive.

He went into hiding and went back to Jiang City in secret just to find her and reunite with her.

However, he had never thought that he would finally meet the woman he had been longing for day and night. That woman. . . Didn't love him anymore.

Did she really not love him anymore?2

All of a sudden, all those years of snow, snow, and wind blew against his face. The corners of Gong Mingchuan's eyes became slightly moist.

pqdm.com