Chapter 514: : What to do with you

Chapter 514: What to do with you
"Mr. Xu, this is your office, it's an office place, it doesn't seem very good." Jian Xin still sat in the same place, not planning to listen to Mr. Xu obediently.
"You can't come, don't you?" She didn't move, Mr. Xu got up suddenly, took a long leg, walked a few steps to Jian Xin's side, and grabbed her in his arms.
Mr. Xu was a head higher than Jian Xin. He looked down at her, looking at the complexity that Jian Xin couldn't understand. She didn't like it, and deliberately didn't start, and didn't want to look at him.
Mr. Xu raised his hand to pull Jian Xin's head over, and said domineeringly and not tenderly: "Jian Xin, Jian Xin, what do you think I should do with you?"
When he first saw this woman, he just thought she was a vase, a vase that only knew how to use her beauty to confuse others.
Later he felt that people who know how to use their own strengths are actually very smart people.
Jian Xin is such a woman. She understands her strengths very well and uses them.
Later, he saw more aspects of Jian Xin. In such a cruel adversity, perhaps many people would choose to die.
But Jian Xin didn't. She walked out of the mental hospital alive and started a new life after plastic surgery.
After she started her new life, he thought she would retaliate, but she didn't, she just settled down and lived her life well.
Let him see a brand new and different Jian Xin.
He didn't even know, or when he would follow her closely, and her every move would affect him.
Only she could be seen in his eyes, but there was no him in her eyes, as if she had never really looked at him.
Not only these aspects, Jian Xin made him admire, she still has a lot of surface, which he has not seen before.
He could not think of many things, but this woman could quickly understand.
Whenever she reminded him, many things he couldn't figure out and didn't understand, immediately figured out and figured it out.
So he doesn't know what to say about this woman, he doesn't know whether to say that she is his luck, or that she is his misfortune?
"Mr. Xu, don't pretend to be affectionate with me. You should know that in the world of bitches, only money is the most real thing. Never talk to a bitch." Jian Xin Said with a small smile.
After experiencing so many things, Jian Xin has already seen very clearly.
Stop expecting a man to love yourself well, and stop expecting the feelings you want from a man.
Enjoy your life, love yourself, live your life, and let those who look down on yourself talk about them.
"What if I said, I want to talk about feelings with you?" Mr. Xu squinted at Jian Xin, watching every expression of Jian Xin intently.
He is nervous.
The fingers were shaking slightly.
He was even more nervous than when he heard that Qin Yue had failed. He was worried about hearing answers he didn't want to hear.
"Mr. Xu, please let it go!" Jian Xin smiled with crooked eyebrows, saying badly, "I still simply hope that you just want to'fuck' me instead of making me fall in love with you. Love is something like this. It's poison. Once you encounter it, you will probably never get out."
So she will never like anyone or a man again in her life, and she will no longer give her feelings stupidly.
Because it's not worth it!
No one is worthy of her desperate pursuit.
"Bitch, I really want to kill you!" Mr. Xu hugged Jian Xin's waist and let Jian Xin cling to him.
He used a lot of strength, and Jian Xin couldn't move when she put it on his body.
The closeness of the two of them was almost like one person, and Jian Ran clearly felt Mr. Xu's blood spurt.
Jian Ran put a soft boneless hand on Mr. Xu's shoulder, slowly slid down, and touched two on his firm chest, smiling charmingly and touchingly: "Mr. Xu, I really can't see your appetite. Unique, I just like a bitch."
"Shut up!" Mr. Xu squeezed her mouth to stop her from continuing.
Every time she heard something insulting herself, every time she saw this woman laughing hard under him, he could not wait to break her neck.
"Mr. Xu, you don't want to listen to the truth." Jian Xin smiled softly, the laughter was crisp and sweet, but there were light tears in his eyes.
I don't know when she started, she was not used to deceiving others' pity with her weak appearance, but no matter what happened, she always gritted her teeth.
Because she knew that no one in this world would love her except herself. She only has herself, and if she wants to live better, she can only rely on herself and no one else can.
"Little bitch, I told you to shut up, you can't hear it!" Mr. Xu suddenly lowered his head and kissed Jian Xin hard.
His kiss was wild, domineering and fierce, as if he wanted to Jian Xin's soul away.
"Um..." Jian Xin struggled instinctively, but was firmly imprisoned by him. She didn't have a trace of freedom.
Mr. Xu's hand flexibly penetrated the hem of Jian Xin's clothes, wandering and stroking on her back.
He lowered his head and whispered in her ear: "Jian Xin, give me a defeat, and I will love you so much and won't let anyone hurt you."
Jian Xin pursed her lips, the tears in her eyes were more obvious, but she was still smiling, clenching her fists, smiling with amorous feelings.
"Jian Xin, obedient, I will love you well!" Mr. Xu kissed her on the face.
The appearance of her disheveled clothes really made people have an urge to crush her to death.
Jian Xin smiled and said: "Mr. Xu, I am almost softening into a puddle of spring water. Are you still not satisfied? Then what do you want me to be like before you are satisfied?"
As soon as her voice fell, Mr. Xu pulled up her short skirt and took her as forcefully as many times before.
Every time he exhausted his whole body, every time he seemed to knock her apart, every time he bit her severely...
It seemed that he wouldn't be satisfied if she didn't get her bruised and bruised, or let her cry and beg him.
However, this time he was still disappointed. Even though he had made Jian Xin all bruises all over her body, she still gritted her teeth tightly and endured the pain, unwilling to say something nice to him.
She clenched her hands into fists, her nails scratched the flesh of her palms, her lips were bitten with blood, and there were tears in her eyes, but she didn't want to be soft.
Doesn't she hurt?
Doesn't she feel the pain anymore?