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Chapter five hundred and ninety fourth lesson

Jiang Nuo was still holding his head in his hands, just looking at it blankly.

It took a while before her eyes focused, and Suleiman's face appeared clearly in her eyes.

His expression was gloomy, and his whole body exuded a sharp and formidable smell, as if standing next to him would cause him to be cut by his aura.

"Uncle Lyman?"

Jiang Nuo subconsciously said that this title became the title she used to call Suleiman.

These words made Suleiman's eyes darken. He pursed his thin lips, rushed over in a few quick steps, grabbed her hand directly, and lifted her up from the sofa without mercy.

She staggered quickly and stood on the ground, but because her arms were raised, she had to stand on tiptoes to keep herself balanced.

Jiang Nuo looked at him in surprise. He didn't react at all. He was obviously fine last night!

Why, after not seeing each other for a day, it became like this?

"Uncle Lyman, hum." Suleiman suddenly sneered coldly, his voice chilling to the bone, making people shudder: "In your heart, do you still regard me as your uncle?"

"No, no." Jiang Nuo shook his head subconsciously.

She has long been unable to regard this man as her uncle, and he has never been her uncle.

They are just strangers who are not related by blood. It was only because of her recklessness in childhood that the two of them met.

But at this time, Suleiman could no longer listen. His mind was filled with rage. He looked at the girl in front of him and wanted to ask her whether she liked that young man.

But when the words were about to come out, Jiang Nuo's pale and panicked face reflected in his blue pupils, and he finally swallowed the words.

Angry and angry, his expression changed slightly.

It also made Jiang Nuo's expression become even more frightened.

Suleiman hated seeing such an expression on her face, as if he was a demon and made her want to run away.

He wanted her to understand that she couldn't escape.

Suleiman proved it directly with his actions. He lowered his head and bit her lip.

Soon, Jiang Nuo could taste the blood in his mouth.

"Woo." She whimpered lowly, and tears quickly filled her eyes, but did not fall down.

Seeing this look, as if he had suffered a great deal of grievance, made Suleiman even more angry.

He simply stopped looking at her, returned his gaze, bent down, and angrily carried her on his shoulders, turned around, and threw her back with a swipe.

Jiang Nuo felt dizzy for a while, and before she could react, when she regained consciousness, he had already bullied her.

His dark blue eyes pushed away the fog, and his sea-blue pupils, instead of being open and comfortable, made people feel the icy temperature of the sea in the cold winter months.

Bitingly cold!

She shuddered, and the next second, Suleiman did not give her a chance, and ripped off her clothes very roughly.

Suleiman said coldly: "I indulged you too much in the past. From today on, you must learn how to be my woman."

After saying that, he bullied her rudely.

"Ah..." Jiang Nuo cried out in pain.

This time, Suleiman didn't even give her a chance to be afraid. He cut off the source of the fear before she could.

Time seems to be extremely long.

Just when Jiang Nuo thought he was about to die, the torture finally ended.

Suleiman stood up and put on some clothes casually. He quickly rushed out of the bedroom without even looking at Jiang Nuo, who was lying motionless.

Almost as soon as he rushed out, he punched the snow-white wall with his fist.

The wound that had been covered with scabs collapsed instantly, staining the white gauze wrapped on the palm of his hand red.

His eyes were dark and cold, and his whole body was full of anger.

If he didn't leave, he was afraid that he would do something even more extreme and get her again. He would not be as happy as he imagined, but would be filled with endless resentment.

After standing alone for a while, he turned around and went to the study.

Then she pondered for a moment, pressed the intercom and asked the servant to arrange a new guest room for her.

the other side.

Jiang Nuo lay dumbly, tears rolling down from the corners of his eyes.

On summer nights, I feel very cold.

She didn't even cry or feel sad.

I didn't know how long I lay there, then I slowly sat up, stretched out my hands and hugged my legs again, without putting on any clothes, I was just trembling alone.

After sitting for about an hour, she felt that her mind was slowly starting to recover. Then she got up like a zombie, went to the bathroom to take a shower, put on clean pajamas, and lay down to sleep.

That night, Suleiman did not come back.

That night, she lay alone in a strange country, in a strange room, and fell asleep alone.

But this night was destined to be restless.

In the West Palace.

Prince Dylan sat with his mother, Mrs. Betty, and cursed angrily: "You bastard, if Suleiman, the bastard, hadn't stepped in, we would have reached an agreement with Solomon and got a large amount of

weapons."

"Okay, things are already like this. No matter how much you scold, it won't help." Mrs. Betty's face was also gloomy, but she had not lost her mind yet.

"Mother, we can't just let this matter go. If we let that bastard Suleiman continue to run rampant, our plan will definitely not be completed."

"Are you capable of killing him directly?" Mrs. Betty glanced sideways at her son with a somewhat contemptuous expression.

Dylan gritted his teeth as if he had been stepped on and said, "If I could get rid of him, why would I have to endure it until now?"

"Since you understand this, just calm down for me." Mrs. Betty slowly closed her eyes, but her clenched fists proved that she was not in a good mood.

Dylan naturally knew that his mother was in a bad mood, and said angrily: "But I just can't swallow this breath, mother, even if we can't kill him, we have to give him a warning and create some trouble for him."

Mrs. Betty opened her eyes and asked, "What do you want to do?"

"I..." Dylan was immediately stopped by the question and had no idea in his mind.

This Suleiman is like an iron wall, with no flaws at all. The only person who can restrain him, Mrs. Suwan, is not in the country. What he wants to do cannot be done for a while.

He thought about it over and over in his mind, and finally he could only think of a place he visited some time ago.
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