You Covered Me with Scars - C13 You can'st stop me like this

Realizing he was afraid of him, Zilogg tried to cheer himself up. He couldn’t be so hopeless and let him look down on him.

Raising his small face, he proudly looked into his cold eyes and fearlessly said, “I’ve already said that you have no right to ask about my heart. I have the right to like him and interact with him.”

“Damn it!” With a low curse, Qiao Yushi picked her up and threw her mercilessly onto the bed. Then, he pressed down on her.

He shouldn’t have been soft-hearted and let her go. He should have let her know the consequences of provoking him!

Without any hesitation, he sealed her acupoints with a single sword strike. She tightly knitted her brows and closed her eyes, enduring the pain brought by the dryness.

Even though he was so angry, he still couldn’t bear to see her like this.

He forced himself to treat her even more harshly, forcing her to kneel on the bed so that he could not see her face. The anger turned into strength, wantonly surging through her body.

His brutality roused his fighting spirit, and even if his body could not beat him, his mouth would not lose to his.

“Don’t… Thought… This way… will stop me from … ” The sentence was split into several segments by his impact.

“You still dare to say that!? “I’ll kill you …” Qiao Yushi gritted his teeth and attacked even more fiercely.

She was indeed in pain. His thick body felt like it was about to burst. He bit his lips and grabbed onto the bed sheet. He didn’t dodge or evade. He just continued to suffer.

Perhaps only when he was in pain would he be able to remember how cruel this man was and not let his heart sink.

When he released her, she nearly collapsed, covered in sweat, and collapsed limply on the bed.

“Do you dare to say?” His voice was not as hard as it had been at first.

He took a few weak breaths and spoke in a low voice.

“You can’t stop me like this!”

He was so infuriated by her barely audible words that his blood rushed to his head. He raised his hand and was about to slap her delicate face to see if she could still be so self-conscious.

Before he could rub her face, she suddenly closed her eyes. Her heart skipped a beat and he stopped her hand.

Instead, he pinched her chin until her tears of pain rolled in her eyes.

“What exactly do you want? Don’t you dare say that again! ”

“If you really don’t want me to be with Qiao Yuhuan, there is only one way. That is, to terminate our agreement in advance. If we part, I promise he won’t see me. ”

So this was what she was thinking about. Qiao Yushi sneered in his heart. He leaned over to her little face and stared into her eyes that were filled with spirituality.

“Zilogg, I tell you, I have plenty of ways to stop you. It’s impossible for you to escape from me! ”

The determination in his voice shattered the little hope that Zilogg had just kindled.

Unwilling to give up, she looked into his eyes and asked him, “Xue’er loves you so much and you also love her, so why can’t you let me go? You don’t love me and you don’t need women, but you don’t need me from your body to your heart. We’ll get together and part, won’t we? ”

Almost begging him, giving up all her pride, begging him in a low voice.

“No way!”

“Why is that?”

“You want to know? “Well, I’ll tell you then, because I — hate — you!” She gritted her teeth as she spoke, and she saw deep hatred in his eyes.

It couldn’t be fake. He really did hate her.

And why did he hate her? Could it be that he was tangled up with her when she lost her memories?

“Did I hurt you?” She watched his dark face carefully.

Qiao Yushi coldly snorted and withdrew his hand.

He got out of bed, zipped up his clothes and pants, and left Zilogg alone in the bed, full of questions.

She had to find out why he hated her. Perhaps only the right medicine could make him let go.

Waking up, I wanted to find out if there were any pictures of Qiao Yifeng in the room so I could ask Little Yong.

The whole room was turned upside down, with nothing to show for it. The next time he came, she thought, he must not be so belligerent. He must find a way to take a picture of him.

Having just been ravaged by Qiao Yifeng’s stone and having to rummage through his belongings, Zilogg was a little tired as he leaned against the wardrobe and sat on the floor.

“Could there be a picture of him in the closet?” she said to herself. She got up and opened it, even though she knew it was impossible.

What was going on? Did this place turn into a pajamas seller?

She stood there with her mouth slightly open, staring from one side of the wardrobe to the other. She was right.

There were all kinds of materials and styles, and they were all hung there in a proper manner.

Qiao Yifan was very particular about his attire. This apartment had a special cloakroom that was about forty to fifty square meters wide, and all of them were filled with his clothes and accessories.

Right now, the place she was opening had nothing but pajamas. The signs were all there.

Zilogg used to be a consumer, so he didn’t need to look at the brand to know what brand these pajamas were.

She went to the other side to open it. Qiao Yifeng’s things were all there, and it was much more crowded than before.

This little bit of money, Qiao Yifan definitely didn’t care. She was curious as to why he would do this. Was it because she said last night that he would buy her pajamas even after ripping them off?