670: C670 He Trusted the Wolf in Sheep's Clothing

C670 He Trusted the Wolf in Sheep's Clothing

Ye Er cried out in pain, "My painting!" She suddenly jumped down from the bed and was about to pick up her painting.

Before she touched the painting, she was pulled by Jiang Zhao. She threw it back to the bed and Ye Er wanted to get up again. Jiang Zhao had already pounced on her and pressed her down. He grabbed her hand and his two legs wrapped around her legs. He didn't allow her to move a single inch. He used force. It was like an iron clamp that held her firmly. Ye Er cried out in pain. "Be gentle. It hurts so much from pinching!"

"He drew it for you, and you are so distressed? Two months ago?" Jiang Zhao ignored the woman's cries of pain. His empty hand grabbed her chin and made her look at him. "Yun Yeer! Do you think I'm a monkey? Two months ago, you were already with me! Isn't that right? You're already in my bed. When you were with me, you were naked in front of another man and he asked him to paint you! He saw you naked. When he sees you again, he pretends not to remember your name! What exactly is your relationship? Explain it to me! "

Jiang Zhao felt that he had suffered too much in the past two days. Yesterday, he finally felt that he had gotten out of danger, and today he sang this song for him.

Her nude painting had been with Xi Enyuv for two months, and Xi Enyuv had to pretend that he did not remember her name. If it wasn't for the things that Zhuang Yichen had found out, he would have really thought that Xi Enyuv was a heartless person.

How much trust did a woman have to trust a man to take off all her clothes and put herself in front of him?

"Jiang Zhao, you are crazy. I have nothing to do with him. He has been painting on Wutong Street for more than a year. I am his customer. I have bought his paintings. He has sketched for me, painted me. . . And then this oil painting, we talked occasionally, That's the relationship. " Ye Er's whole body was pinched by Jiang Zhao until it hurt, but she still tried her best to explain. She never thought that Jiang Zhao's attitude would become like this when he saw the painting. Her eyes were bleeding.

If she had to blame someone, it would be her fault. Enyuv had such a close relationship with Jiang Zhao and the others. "Jiang Zhao. Enyuv and I are not like you think we are. He only helped me draw. There is nothing between us. Don't misunderstand. " Ye Er could not cry at this moment. She only had fear. She was afraid that Jiang Zhao, who looked like this, would tremble in fear.

Jiang Zhao felt that he was about to go crazy from jealousy. He was about to go crazy from jealousy. Was Xi Enyuv a painter on Wutong Street? He really had the leisure. They were obviously very close, yet they pretended not to know each other. What was he thinking?

Jiang Zhao suppressed his voice and used the last bit of his endurance to suppress his voice. "Why did you let him draw you?"

Ye Er did not have the time to think about the corresponding method. She could only say it according to her heart. "I think he looks very clean and has no bad intentions. I have never seen a person like him. His eyes seem to have no impurities at all. I have known him for more than a year, and although I don't know his name, I still mistook him for a poor painter. But I feel that I trust him, that he is safe. . . So, so. . . "

"So, you guys went to Kai Yue to get a room. In that room, you slowly took off your clothes. Slowly set up the easel and let him tell you. . . How should you pose to be beautiful, right? Isn't it?!! " When Jiang Zhao said the last part, he almost roared. He could not calm down. He could not use that kind of indifferent tone to talk to her. He could not communicate with her.

The background of the painting was the decoration of the hotel where they stayed the night before. Every hotel had its own style. The bench that she was lying on was the decoration style of Kai Yue. It was such a fine painting, but he had paid attention to the person on the painting at the beginning. Now that he thought about it, what if he did not find her last night?

Kaiyue was their old place. No wonder Xi Enyuv wanted to go there.

When she was with him, she went to get a nude painting with another man. She trusted a man to such an extent. How was he supposed to calm down?

Ye Er looked at Jiang Zhao, whose emotions had gone out of control, in a daze. She didn't know what to say. What was the situation at that time? Enyuv had indeed said what should be done.

Seeing Ye Er silent, Jiang Zhao let go of her chin. He clenched his fist and punched the elastic bed, "Yun Yeer, I want to fucking kill you. I want to kill you immediately, do you know?" Jiang Zhao lowered his head and really bit hard on Ye Er's shoulder.

His wife told him how much she trusted another man in front of him.

But that man was a wolf in sheep's clothing!

"Ah! Ah!" Ye Er was in so much pain that she almost stopped breathing. One by one, the nerves of pain pierced into her brain and they were all broken again. It was useless for her to struggle and it was also useless to resist. She knew that the man on her body might really kill her.

She felt that her shoulder was wet and there was a sticky liquid flowing along the back of her shoulder. Her nose was filled with the smell of blood. Jiang Zhao's mouth was filled with the smell of rust and blood. He still could not get rid of his hatred. He wanted to bite her off in one bite. It was good that she died. She would not say how good another man was in front of him.

Ye Er really could not bear the pain. She felt that if she let the man continue to bite like this, the piece of flesh on her shoulder would not be able to protect it. She wanted to bend her knee to push him away but she could not.

"Jiang Zhao! You madman! Bastard! BT! Let go!" Ye Er finished scolding him with a little bit of anger. It was so painful that it felt like she was being cut by a knife.

When Jiang Zhao heard Ye Er scolding him, he changed to another sentence after that. The more he bit, the more his teeth felt sore. It was so sore that his teeth hurt. His entire face was in pain. When she was with him, It was either coaxing, lying, or putting on an act. However, she carried Xi Enyuv on her back and said in front of him, "Did you notice that Enyuv is as beautiful as Feiyan? They are both soft and tender. . . "

She said that she had never seen a person like Xi Enyuv. He was so clean that there were no impurities at all. She said that she trusted that man. . .

But she had never trusted him, never. . .

"I am crazy, bastard. Then what about Xi Enyuv? What is he?"

Ye Er thought of Jiang Zhao's Feng Kuang's reply and also blurted out, "He is ten thousand times better than you. He was simple and kind. He was not scheming and polite. He is a gentleman. . . "

Jiang Zhao was stunned for a long time. He let out a long breath and rolled down from Ye Er's body. He wiped the blood around his mouth and did not say anything. He did not look at Ye Er's injuries and got out of bed. He went to the bathroom with a confused expression and closed the door.

Ye Er heard the sound of the shower in the bathroom opening and brushing. She regretted saying those words, but the words were spilled and she could not take it back.

Jiang Zhao did not even take off his clothes. He just stood under the shower and raised his head. The water on his head kept pouring on his face. He reached out and wiped the water on his face. It was useless. Wave after wave of water chased after him.2

The fabric on his body was all stuck on his skin, revealing a little bit of the color of his skin.

His shoulders were hanging down, and he looked very weak.

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