PS1
She is a master of Taekwondo. Anyone who wants to chase her must defeat her!
Therefore, Dongfang Yao practiced Taekwondo hard, hoping that one day he could defeat her and win her back as a beauty. It's just that if you fight until you succeed, you will always have to pay a heavy price!
"Miss, can you show mercy to me once in a while?" Dongfang Yao grinned and cried out in pain after being thrown to the ground by Mao Feiyan for the nth time. Cruel woman never knows how to show mercy to him!
"If you want people to pity you, find someone else!" After saying this, Mao Feiyan turned around and left!
"Ouch!" Seeing her mindlessly preparing to leave again, Dongfang Dazzling turned his eyes and cried out, holding his stomach.
"What's wrong?" After hearing this, Mao Feiyan turned around and approached him.
"Help me, my stomach hurts a little!" He stretched out his hand and said pitifully.
"Trouble!" Mao Feiyan spat. Then she stretched out her hand, and unexpectedly she took his hand and was pulled hard into his arms, forming an ambiguous scene of a man taking over and a woman taking over.
"Dongfang Yao, what are you doing?" Mao Feiyan said with an angry face and was about to punch her, but her hands were clasped tightly by him.
"A soldier never tires of deceit! How can I have close contact with you without playing tricks?" Dongfang Yao raised the corner of his mouth slightly and smiled roguely.
"Let me go!" Mao Feiyan said coldly.
"What if I don't let go?" He still looked playful and smiling.
"Don't regret it?" Mao Feiyan said with squinted eyes as she looked at the uninhibited and hateful handsome face in front of her.
"No regrets - ah -" Just as he finished speaking, Dongfang Yao suddenly let out a cry of "sorrow"!
This woman actually kicked him in his vital parts!
PS2
She will never forget that day, when he came to her with a pregnant woman on his arm and said to her: I want to get married, the groom will get married, and the bride is not her!
The groom gets married, but the bride is not her!
In the auditorium, what does it feel like to watch your loved one holding another woman's arm standing before God and making vows to each other? Mao Feiyan closed her eyes, silently enduring the heart-wrenching pain one after another, and tried her best to swallow the tears back into her stomach. She kept telling herself that she wouldn't cry, she wouldn't shed a tear for this man, because it wasn't worth it, it really wasn't worth it.
"Are you okay?" Dongfang Yao, who was standing next to her, looked at her distressedly and asked.
"Very good!" Extremely good! At least let her see the true face of this man!
"If you want to cry, I wouldn't mind finding a place and lending you a shoulder to lean on!"
"Thanks, I don't need it!" Now she just wants to find a place to hide and drink! Curse them by the way!
"From the way you look, you clearly need it!"
"Are you annoyed that I told you I don't need it anymore?" Mao Feiyan shouted at him angrily.
Suddenly, everyone in the auditorium turned their attention from the newcomers to them.
PS3
"Let's get married!" She has been chasing Mao Feiyan for seven years. I've never seen her give him a good look before, and now she actually proposes to him directly. Did he hear it wrong? Or was she wrong? Dongfang Yao was stunned! Could it be that he finally managed to see the light of day? She was so excited that the bath towel wrapped around her lower body fell to the ground——
Their eyes met, Mao Feiyan was dumbfounded, and she punched him in embarrassment and anger: "Pervert!"
"How can anyone beat someone after getting an advantage!" Dongfang Yao covered his left eye and screamed in pain!
It hurts as much as it hurts to fall in love with a woman whose heart is not in him. However, he always believed that sincerity can make gold and stone open. Even if she doesn't love him, she is willing to marry him. No matter what the reason is, he agrees!
But, can this love really be reciprocated by her? When he saw her throwing herself into the arms of her former lover, her heart shattered to the ground. Maybe he was too confident, maybe he was too wishful thinking, maybe it was time to let go...