chapter 18

"I'm going out!" She could almost hear the sound of her grinding her teeth through the phone, he chuckled unconsciously, and replied, "Okay, I'll wait for you."

She came out quickly, and as soon as she left the gate of the back street of the community, she saw the eye-catching black car parked on the side of the street. On a winter night, it was a remote street again, and there were very few pedestrians coming and going, but she still looked left and right first, then trotted over, opened the rear door, looked at him with a sullen face, and asked, "What are you doing?" What do you want?"

He tilted his head inward, and said lightly, "Get in the car."

She gritted her teeth, lowered her head and got into the car, and just stepped on one leg, he suddenly leaned over and grabbed her arm, pulled her into the car, pulled her into his arms, and then buckled her. She leaned up to kiss the back of her head. She was startled, struggled vigorously, leaned back to avoid him, and said angrily, "Hikaru Ogata, what are you doing?"

Perhaps it was because of her birthday, she was dressed quite beautifully. The outer cashmere coat was bright rose red, and the inner was matched with a milky white long sweater. Pushing it on, even the innermost one was a pink color , making her more white and delicate, and the red fruits are gorgeous and eye-catching, just like a painting of ecstasy.

She was startled and angry, but struggling to open it, accidentally caught a glimpse of the car door half open, and immediately became a little flustered, pushing him away, while begging bitterly: "Close the car door, don't stay here!"

He just paused, locked her face tightly with his eyes, raised his hand to touch the automatic button on the roof, closed the door, and then pressed the call button on the center console, ordering A Anji in front to drive. The car quickly slid forward smoothly, and the double window glass separated the car into a quiet world, which made his voice deep and hoarse: "It's better to take it off by yourself than to be torn apart by me. What do you say?"

Her face was pale, but her pupils were dark and deep, revealing strong anger and hatred, just staring at him like this, taking off her own clothes one by one, half-faded coat, messed up sweater... When she stretched her hand behind to unhook the hook, he suddenly held her hand, leaned over slowly, sprayed the slightly drunken smell on her neck, "I'll do it."

He went behind her with both hands, unfastened the button unhurriedly, and then slowly moved down along the midline, lingering in the delicate places, and then walked down inch by inch along the beautiful curve, savoring carefully. He said, as if he was treating a rare delicacy in this world, he was already salivating, but he just couldn't bear to eat it easily.

Her patience was almost at its limit, and she had to grit her teeth and ask him, "Isn't that the idea? Can you be quicker?" She stood up forcefully.

No matter how luxurious a car is, the space is limited. She was a little unsteady, and she tilted her body and fell straight to the ground. Only then did he reach out and grab her, his arms went around from behind, he continued to do what she hadn't done, and then he took her into his arms.

This situation was too embarrassing and humiliating, her eyes were filled with tears, and she whispered: "Hikaru Ogata, if you kill me directly, you can treat it as a kind deed, okay?"

"No." His voice was hoarse and low, but indifferent.

She closed her eyes slowly, gritted her teeth, and said word by word: "Hikaru Ogata, if you don't kill me, I will make you regret it one day."

"Really? Then I'll wait to see how you make me regret it.

But he stopped suddenly, put his arms on her sides, looked down at her from top to bottom, and pulled the corners of his lips mockingly, "Seika Matsumoto, you don't think I can't tell whether you are true or false Right?" He stroked her face lightly with his fingers, obviously still panting slightly, but the words he said were as cold as ice, "Your face is not red, your breath is not panting, and your heart is not beating, Seika Matsumoto, miss is better than you Better play."

What he said was absolutely right, she was not just pretending, she was simply enduring, she seemed to have no strength to hate, she just looked at him numbly and asked: "Then what do you want to call me? What do you call me?"

He wants to conquer her! He wanted her true feelings, wanted her to cry uncontrollably in his arms, wanted her to be flushed and trembling... He wanted so much, but in the end he just sneered mockingly and fell down in her ear Said rudely, "I want you to beg me."

"Okay, I beg you." She repeated his words blankly.

He bowed his head and kissed her.

She didn't refuse like last time, she closed her eyes and deceived herself, this man was not the beast she hated, he was Furkan, her husband, she loved him, and she enjoyed everything he brought her.

Long after this madness ended, he was still unwilling to move his body, and she didn't move, her eyes were still closed, and she remained silent. He raised his head, stared at her face, watched the color recede from her face with some regret, lowered his head and touched the tip of her nose lightly, and said in a hoarse voice, "It would be nice to be so obedient earlier!"

She opened her eyes suddenly and pushed him away. But he was not angry, he watched her panic silently, and even took out a wet wipe from the car and handed it to her, and asked her kindly: "Do you want to take a shower?"

How could she go to take a bath! Inexplicably, she ran out of the dinner table and took a shower to go back. How can she explain it to her family? She was full of anger but had nowhere to vent, for fear of offending the tyrant, she didn't even dare to reprimand him, she just lowered her eyes and put on her clothes indifferently, "No, please send me back, my family is still waiting for me."

He felt that she simply didn't know how to flatter her, and his heart that had softened just now hardened again. He smiled mockingly, pressed the call button on the center console, and ordered, "A Anji, go back to where you were before."

A Anji's voice was calm, and he replied: "Understood."

The car turned around, returned along the original road, and drove to the small street before. Before the car came to a complete stop, the back door was opened, and Seika Matsumoto couldn't wait to jump out of the car, and walked forward without looking back. After walking a few steps, she heard Hikaru Ogata calling her from behind. She had no choice but to turn around and saw him get out of the car too, with his hands in his trouser pockets, looking well-dressed, looking at her with a half-smile, " Teacher He, walk carefully, don't let your husband see the flaws."

She stared at him and answered him, "OK."

Furkan didn't see her flaws, he trusted her so much, he would never have the slightest doubt about her. He only saw the tired look on her face, felt sorry for her, and persuaded her when he returned home: "If you feel that the work is hard, you should resign first. Anyway, you will change jobs after finishing your Ph. The child is exhausted, and he can't even have a good birthday."

Seika Matsumoto wanted to cry very much. Her guilt and shame tormented her so much that she didn't dare to look into Furkan's eyes. She forcefully took a change of clothes and walked to the bathroom, but she responded, "It's just that I'm busy with this job." For a while, isn't it the end of the year!"

She secretly locked the door of the bathroom, hid in it by herself and cried for a long time, and washed her body countless times before getting dressed and coming out. Furkan was sitting in the living room watching TV, noticed that her eyes were red, and asked, "What's wrong with your eyes?"

"It's nothing, the foam got into my eyes when I washed my hair just now." She sat down beside him with her normal expression, leaned her body on his shoulder, stared at the TV screen silently for a while, and suddenly lost her mind He said calmly, "Furkan, let's get a divorce, shall we?"

Furkan was taken aback and asked, "What did you say?"

She looked at him with red eyes, but after a long while, she suddenly laughed, and the laughter became more and more severe, and finally she collapsed on the sofa laughing. He stretched out his hand to grab her in astonishment, "Yanyan, what's wrong with you? What are you laughing at?"

She just smiled with her head sullen, as if laughing out her tears, stretched out her hand and kept wiping the corners of her eyes, and said to him with a smile: "I'm kidding you, I heard a joke from my colleague at school today, saying The wife suddenly filed for divorce from her husband, and the husbands gave all kinds of strange answers, so everyone made an appointment to go home and try it out.”

He still believed her words, a little dumbfounded, and helplessly and pamperingly stretched out his hand to rub her head, "You little villain scared me, don't make such jokes in the future, can the word 'divorce' be said casually? "

She wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, but she still didn't forget the question just now, and asked him again: "I haven't said your answer yet."

"What answer?" he asked. "Divorce?"

"Yeah!" She nodded, with a serious expression on her face, "Furkan, you also have to give me an answer, if I say I want to divorce you, what will you do?"

Furkan frowned slightly, as if he didn't want to answer this question at all, but seeing her unwillingness to give up, he could only answer: "Okay, I'll answer you. If you want to divorce me because you don't love me, that's fine." , I let you go free, because I love you. If you still love me, but want to divorce me because of other messy problems, then we will solve any problems, and I can solve them by myself. If you can't solve it alone, I will pull you and me to solve it together, because we love each other."