I Beg You Let Me Go

Qi Luoge had been tortured all night. In the past three years, she could not count how many times she had been tortured by that man like this. In her memory, Every time she cried out in pain, he would treat her even more fiercely. She did not understand. Was it because of the man's desire to conquer her, or because he loved her? Was it because the more he loved her, the more he was excited, and the more he would spare no effort to sleep with her?

"Do you want it?"

"Do you not forget me for the rest of your life?"

"Remember, other than me, you can't let any man touch you!"

Her ears seemed to be echoing his passionate words of love. Every time Qi Luoge thought of this, her face would turn red.

Today, she dragged her tired body to attend her best friend Cheng Feixue's wedding. She had never seen the groom before and Cheng Feixue said that she should keep it mysterious. She did not even tell her who the groom was.

However, what Qi Luoge did not expect was that the groom of her good friend was actually the man who slept with her for three years.

That man who was still in bed last night asking her if she wanted him!

He liked to eat half-cooked steak. There was a bruised birthmark on his thigh. When he thought about problems, he would always frown slightly.

Qi Luoge thought she knew him very well. But she was the last to know he was getting married. What was even more ironic was that he married her best friend.

She felt a pain in her heart. Qi Luoge subconsciously twisted her hands together. It was not that she did not want to ask the man in front of her why he did not tell her in advance. But she did not have the qualifications to ask.

In just an instant, she forced herself to calm down. Her face maintained a warm smile. She said softly to her good friend Cheng Feixue, "Xue, congratulations!"

"My best friend, Qi Luoge, I call her Beauty Luo!" Cheng Feixue playfully introduced her newly married husband.

Qiao Yushi looked at Qi Luoge indifferently. His expression was calm, as if he had never seen her before.

"Hello! I am Qiao Yushi!" He reached out his big hand and shook Qi Luoge's hand.

Maybe it was too hot in June. Qi Luoge's palms were sweating. She only touched his fingertip and then took it away in a panic.

Qi Luoge did not dare to look into his eyes. She was afraid that she would panic and let Cheng Feixue see the unusual relationship between her and him.

Her worry was unnecessary. He was so calm and collected. Of course, he would not reveal any flaws to make his beloved wife sad.

Cheng Feixue's delicate face was stained with hair. When he turned his head to look at her small face, he happened to see it. He smiled and reached out to help her remove it. As if her face was a fragile crystal, his movements were very careful.

Qi Luoge's heart tightened again. He had never treated her so gently before. She always thought that he was a cold person. So it turned out that he was not. It was just that she was not worthy of his gentleness.

In a trance, Qi Luoge was led into the hotel lobby like a puppet.

The guest living room was very lively. People were enthusiastically discussing the family background of the couple.

Qi Luoge could not be happy for her good friend anymore. Her husband maintained that kind of relationship with other women. It could be seen that he was not someone worth entrusting one's life to.

She could not tell Cheng Feixue about her relationship with Qiao Yushi directly. It seemed like she could only use other methods. Qi Luoge quickly sent a message to Mr Yong, hoping that there was still time.

After she finished all of this, the wedding music suddenly rang. All the guests stood up and welcomed the arrival of the couple.

The bride's father solemnly handed the shy Cheng Feixue to the elegant Qiao Yushi. The wave of applause lasted for a long time.

For some reason, she felt that he had once looked for her among the many guests.

Perhaps it was just an illusion. When she looked at him, he was looking at his wife with deep affection.

The wedding was still in progress, and the ceremonial lady had already brought a cup of wine. The wedding was about to end. Why hadn't the person she had arranged to interfere come yet?

She couldn't stand Qiao Yushi's gentle and modest smile any longer. She stood up and quietly left the wedding venue.

In the washroom, she pressed the keyboard of her phone and was about to dial Mr Yong's number. Her back suddenly heated up and she was hugged tightly by a man.

Qi Luoge was shocked. She was just about to shout when her mouth was covered by a warm hand. She was very familiar with this smell. It was Qiao Yushi.

Wasn't he drinking a cup of wine? Why was he here again? Could it be that before he drank a cup of wine, he went back on his words on the spot? He's not getting married?

"Aren't you drinking the cup of wine?" Qi Luoge asked in a trembling voice.

What answered her was the heat in her ears and the man's hoarse voice. "I want you, now!"

His tone was unquestionable. She thought he would repent for her. Her wishful thinking was instantly shattered by his exposed request.

Her brows unconsciously tightened. She turned her head to look at him in disbelief. She wanted to ask him: Are you crazy?

But he didn't care what she wanted to say to him. He gripped her waist with his big hands and dragged her into the bathroom in a few steps. Then, he locked the door behind him.

In order to carry out the invasion, he removed the hand that was covering her mouth and slid his big hand along her thigh into her short skirt.

"I don't want it!" Qi Luoge shouted in a low voice. This was the first time she had said these words to him, and also the first time she had rejected him.

At least at this time, he was the husband of her good friend and this was their wedding. She could not do this, because that way, she would look down on herself. Her remaining dignity would also be completely lost.

"You don't have the right to resist!" He whispered in her ear again.

Yes, she didn't have the right, otherwise, her father who was in his hands would...

"I beg you! Let me go! She is my good friend. If you don't want to think about me, then think about her, okay?" Qi Luoge begged in a low voice with her last hope. Her tears were already rolling in her eyes.

He could not love her. But he could not insult her like this. He could not insult the holy wedding.

He acted as if he did not hear her. With one hand, he violently grabbed her resisting hands. His other hand went deeper into her...

Qi Luoge was in pain, her body was in pain, and her heart was in even more pain.

He had never cared that she wanted it. She thought that in his eyes, she was not even comparable to a puppy.

She thought that if he married, she could retire successfully. She did not expect it to be so terrible.

"Don't blame me for wanting you here. It's because you're dressed too sexy that I can't help but want you." Speak. Are you doing this on purpose?" As he moved, he whispered into her ear.

Qi Luoge closed her eyes and bit her lips. She tightly grabbed the toilet door and her tears fell onto the white floor tiles.