Yang Shushu really didn't think that Mu Shicang would catch up with her. Even if the bodyguard told her whereabouts and who she was with, he wouldn't come so quickly, right?
Could it be that the cuckoldry he suffered from his original body had left him with a shadow?
Yang Shushu sat in the passenger seat, thinking with some gloating feeling, while sending a message to Qi Zhuzhu, telling her that she would not wait any longer and was going back.
Qi Zhuzhu called soon. She thought Yang Shushu couldn't wait any longer and said that she had already finished get off work and was on her way back. Yang Shushu explained that Mu Shicang came to pick her up, and Qi Zhuzhu gave up.
Mu Shicang could hear from the phone that she was here to wait for Qi Zhuzhu, and he felt much better. But when he thought of what the bodyguard said, that she and Zuo Jinheng were drinking in the small park and that the two seemed to be behaving in a close manner, he felt extremely uncomfortable.
"Why are you with him?" In the car, Mu Shicang looked much calmer, but his expression still looked unhappy.
"Didn't Master Xiaomu say just now that we were having a tryst?" Yang Shushu turned her head and gave him a mocking look.
"..." Mu Shicang was speechless. He wanted to explain but couldn't bring himself to do it. If he didn't explain, he was worried that with her temper, he might speak to her in the same tone in the future.
"I...you should understand me. As a man, how could I not be angry when I heard that my woman was secretly drinking and eating with other men and behaving intimately with them?"
"Oh." Yang Shushu responded lightly, sounding as if she didn't care.
Mu Shicang was a little panicked. He was not sure what she meant by this reaction.
"Shushu, I'm not concerned with you making friends, but Zuo Jinheng... I hope you don't get too close to him." He didn't say anything else, but his voice was cold, and you could feel his mood changing.
Yang Shushu finally looked at him again, thought for a moment, and asked, "Mu Shicang, if there really was something going on between Zuo Jinheng and me, what would you do?"
"Kill him." Mu Shicang said these three words almost without hesitation. The words were spoken softly, but they really hammered Yang Shushu's heart, making her feel that Feng Dedao was not joking.
When she and Ling Xiao were discovered eloping, Mu Shicang at most used some tricks to get Ling Xiao away. When they met again, he did not show such cold and ruthless murderous intent towards Ling Xiao. But when it came to Zuo Jinheng, it was just an analogy. Yang Shushu felt scared by the murderous aura that was like a tidal wave.
She understood that it was not just her fault, but also about what Zuo Jinheng had said today. What happened at that time that made him feel such hostility towards Zuo Jinheng of the Zuo family?
In the car, both of them were silent. The headlights were turned on very low, and the light was dim and a little hazy. Yang Shushu turned her head and found that Mu Shicang was looking at her. In the dim light, his eyes seemed to emit a red glow. Yang Shushu was vaguely familiar with that color. Her heart shuddered, and she instinctively stepped back towards the car door.
But as soon as she moved, the eyes suddenly pressed down along with their owner's body. She raised her hands to block them, but they were blocked halfway. A big hand grabbed her wrists and lifted them up. She felt her hands hit the roof of the car, but the pain was directly driven away by the scorching heat pressing down on her lips.
Her brain was swirled into a chaotic tornado by the overwhelming momentum that swept across everything, and the last bit of consciousness she had was: Damn it, I got taken advantage of again!
But this was clearly an extremely unwilling thought, yet she gradually lost herself in the kiss that seemed to swallow her. She hated anything forced. This kiss came suddenly, as if filled with anger. She should have been very angry, and even if her hands were clamped by him, she should have resisted with all her might, even more fiercely.
But she surrendered, was it because he was really a great kisser, or was it because——
Yang Shushu slowly closed her eyes, powerlessly thinking: What is your little Mu Ye afraid of, why is he nervous, why is he desperate? Could it be that being cuckolded once really has left a shadow on him?
At first, he was possessive and domineering, and then slowly became affectionate and gentle. Yang Shushu seemed to be able to sense some kind of emotion. The teeth that were about to bite down loosened inexplicably, and then it became -
"Mu...Mu Shicang, don't push your luck." When Mu Shicang's mouth moved his target and his hands started to get naughty, Yang Shushu couldn't stand it anymore and simply bumped her head against the other person's head.
As the saying goes, if you hurt the enemy by a thousand, you will hurt yourself by eight hundred.
In an instant, the two of them hugged their heads at the same time. Yang Shushu felt stars in front of her eyes, but she still kept talking: "Mu Shicang, have you forgotten my previous warning?"
Mu Shicang happened to be hit on the side of his head. It hurt a bit, but not as much as her. After backing away a little, he reached out and rubbed her head: "You seemed to enjoy it just now too."
Yang Shushu: “…”
"So, the reason why I succeed in sneak attacks every time is actually because you also want to be kissed by me, right?" He rubbed her forehead and kissed her again, but this time he was pushed aside hard.
"Nonsense. Humans are sensory creatures. Good-looking men and women are particularly attractive to the opposite sex. Let alone you, even if other handsome guys suddenly kissed you, they would still be as dazzling and mysterious as Kenzai. This doesn't mean anything."
Mu Shicang's expression changed like turning the pages of a book. His smile, which was bright and sunny, turned into a cold and gloomy one. His hand slowly slid along Yang Shushu's face, and seemed to be going to her neck. Yang Shushu clenched her teeth tightly: "Mu Shicang, if you... well!"
Before she could even utter a word of warning, she was kissed fiercely again. This time, he was completely domineering and possessive. He hardly let go of any part of her mouth. After sweeping it wildly, he tightly wrapped around her tongue as she tried to move and speak.
I don't know how many women he kissed to practice this skill, but he actually made her unable to utter a word.
"Why can't you remember? Haha... Shushu, you are mine for the rest of your life. You can only be mine. Don't even think about having any relationship with another man. Remember, if one day you want to escape from me, you must be prepared to die with me, because even if I die, you will be mine. Remember this!"
Gentle words were whispered in her ears, but Yang Shushu didn't move. This time, she seemed to really feel something, and stared blankly at the roof of the car.
It was over. This pervert didn't seem to be joking. He spoke like it was real. But why was he doing this? Could it be that he actually liked Yang Shushu? But the original body didn't know?
As soon as this thought passed through my mind, a brick hit me and pushed it to the ground, making it a permanent fixture.
Yes, if she didn't like him, why would she not divorce him after she eloped with a man? If she didn't like him, why would she keep saying that she owed him? Isn't that just owing him affection and love?
Is this the legendary tragic love where I fall in love with you at first sight, try everything to get you, but you only love others, so I have to use hurting to attract your attention?
But if he loves her, why doesn't he even want to meet her original body after being married for so long?
Is it because the love of a schizophrenic is different from that of ordinary people?
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