She turned her head weakly: "No."

"Don't play games with me, I'm in a hurry," came the man's hard voice

Su Xingyu's originally miserable heart was stabbed with blood by his words and looked at him with trembling: "Lu Shifeng, don't be too self righteous. Who wants to play tricks with you? I don't care about your camera at all! Are you in a hurry? It's very good. Please disappear in front of me. I don't want to see you. I don't want to see you all my life. "

As soon as the words fell, her chin was clamped tightly by him, and she was forced to raise her head to his narrow and dangerous eyes.

His whole body sends out the icy cold breath: "don't want to see me?"

She trembled even more, but forced herself to straighten her back and look at him stubbornly.

He was so angry that his voice became soft: "Su Xingyu, good. You don't play tricks, do you want this camera? After that, I don't want any cameras - I see one, I smash one. "

With a big wave of his hand, the brand-new camera he brought back was smashed on the wall without warning, damaging two valuable antique porcelains and falling to pieces.

"Lu Shifeng!" As soon as she was nervous, she instinctively went to bed to rescue the camera.

However, Lu Shifeng held her in his arms and held her in his arms. The devil's voice came from her ear: "you don't want it. What else can you save?"

She was still ill, and her weak body was not the opponent of the man in front of her. She tried to break his arm, but his arm was as still as iron“ Why do you take out your breath with the camera... "She looked at the broken camera on the ground and said," why... It was carefully made by so many people, not to take out your breath... "

It is a beautiful weapon. It should have been accompanied by a photographer and become a close companion.

All cameras deserve respect.

But his eyes were cruel: "since you don't want it, how can I deal with it?"

She even harder to break him: "Lu Shifeng, you are unreasonable!"

"Unreasonable is you," Lu Shifeng easily turned her body, facing him. Under the setting sun, her thin pajamas are messy, revealing delicate clavicles and chest. In front of her, she is fascinated by the beauty of the person. His breath is a little tight, but his eyes are more cruel. "Don't you want to continue to be a photographer? In the future, just lie in bed and have a baby for me. "

She shivered at the terrible prospect he described.

"I, I didn't say that I didn't want to be a photographer," she said in a trembling voice, looking at him sadly and ferociously. "Lu Shifeng, just because I don't accept your camera doesn't mean I don't want to be a photographer."

"Don't you accept it because it's from me?" The anger hidden in his eyes seemed to make the air boil.

She was very afraid, but when she thought of his violent smashing of her camera last night, her blood rushed to her head: "do you think it's OK to smash one and pay one? There are pictures in my camera. Do you know that?! It's more precious than the camera itself! You pay me for the camera. What do you pay for the photo?! Lu Shifeng, you arrogant bastard

"How much is the photo? I'll give you ten times Isn't the photo she took commercial? If she wants to make money, he just gives it to her.

But she earned it in his arms, almost crying: "you bastard! Do you think a few stinky money can buy my photos? I, I... "

Then she really cried, crystal tears down the corner of her eyes, thin shoulders helplessly tremble. Shaking: "I... I finally photographed... Wuwu..."

Her cat, the mysterious and beautiful little black cat, is not a commercial photo of any client, but a work of art that she likes and yearns for.

Every photograph of a photographer, just like every painting of a painter, every music of a composer, just like their children, is a precious thing.

What are his stinky money?

The more she thought about it, the more sad she was. Her tears burst. However, seeing the hateful face of the man in front of her, she didn't want him to see her fragile side“ Get out of here, "she said hoarsely." you're in a hurry. Get out of here. I don't want to see you, you devil, beast, beast... I don't want to see you again in my life! "

The man in front of him looked terrible.

But she didn't care about anything. She was shaking all over and hurt her heart.

Lu Shifeng stood up slowly, frozen ice dregs in his narrow eyes, and strode out of the bedroom.

After he left, she curled up in the quilt, tears such as broken line beads down, heartbroken.

That night, Lu Shifeng did not come back.Su Xingyu had been in bed for a few more days, but the fever gradually subsided.

GUI Ma served her carefully every day, brought the soup and medicine, and sighed: "young lady, please don't be angry with the young master any more. I know you are wronged, but the young master has such a temperament. Please let him go. You know he has a bad stomach. How can you stand sleeping outside all day? "

Su Xingyu was still very weak and said softly, "are you worried about him? Tell him to come back and I'll move out. "

"This...!" Guima is so anxious that she doesn't know what to do. These two people are so stubborn!

Su Xingyu looked down at his feet. On his feet in plush slippers, the worn blood bubbles were not completely good; There is also a sharp cut on the leg, which is still shocking.

"Does your young master treat women as objects?" She seems to be asking Guima, and she seems to be saying to herself, "is it OK to divorce when he's tired of it?"

This is the second time that she has mentioned divorce. GUI's mother's heart is startled: "young lady, don't think about it! Don't you forget the kindness of the young master to you? Even if he has tens of thousands of kinds of faults, he can't be wrong at all. Hello! When you first got married, he bought you so many jewels and put the power of the family in your hands, so he hated flowers and let you plant flowers in the yard... How could he be perfect when he got married? Young master, he just doesn't know how to get along with others. You, you... Oh, please be more considerate! "

Su Xingyu shook his head in a trance and thought of the picture of the kitten again: "mother GUI, I haven't sent it this day. Whether he beat me or scolded me, he was strong... "

She's in bed, too

She can bear humiliation and live humbly like a mole ant. But there is a premise for all this, that is, he doesn't start her beloved photography career. All her condescension is to be able to pick up the camera freely. For this wish, she would rather be in hell

If he wants to destroy this wish, what is the meaning of her forbearance?