It's so strange. That night in Paris, she only felt pain, humiliation, and anger about this kind of thing. But this time, the feeling was hard to describe in words.
She shouted tremblingly, completely at a loss.
Tears fell unconsciously!
What's wrong with her?
Possessed by the devil?
Why did she feel that despite the pain, she felt a little bit of enjoyment?
No, she can't enjoy this kind of thing.
Can't enjoy this feeling!
This is sinful and wrong...
But...why, her body didn't think so...
Finally it's all over.
My whole body was wet, as if I was in the vast ocean.
As tired as a rag doll about to fall apart.
At this moment, all she could think of was her sister.
elder sister……
When you fall into the sea, you must feel very cold, lonely, and alone...
elder sister……
The tears flowed down hotly, flowing through the man's mark on her body, burning.
pain……
Situ Chenjue looked at the woman's lazy face after being "fed" by him, raised his eyebrows, and whispered evilly: "Baby, you are full, but your husband is still hungry. You can't be so selfish."
"No!"
The starry eyes narrowed rapidly. She wanted to escape from his control, but her whole body was weak and she couldn't do it...
He picked her up, put a bath towel on her, and carried her directly into the room...
Thrown on the burgundy sheets...
She was trembling all over, with tears in her eyes: "No, is it okay?"
"no."
"I...I can't bear it..."
"Don't be so modest, honey, you've endured it before."
"I...I will die..."
"If you die, I will make you live again."
He said no more, and picked her up forcefully. Her whole body seemed to be curled up, like a kitten, with all its sharp claws stripped off. At this moment, she was free to be ravaged by others...
This is the most beautiful war between men and women, and now, the two armies are fighting fiercely...
The man was sweating profusely, and the feeling of conquest was hearty...
But Huanyan only feels that everything is sin, torture, torture...
Her body was already too tired and couldn't bear it...
As if sensing her dying weakness, Situ Chenjue changed his direction and pressed his chest against her smooth and soft back. He took one of her hands and put it to his mouth. He stuck out his tongue and licked her fingers one by one.
In the past, I didn’t even let go of my fingers...
It's really strange. The sticky lotion on her body has supposedly been washed away, so why does it still smell so good?
He carried her to the living room, on the sofa, and on the floor.
When I'm thirsty, I go to the kitchen to get some water and don't want to leave...
He didn't let her go when he went upstairs, and finally returned to the bedroom, pestering her into sleep...
She collapsed on the bed as if she was about to fall apart, her mind was blank, she couldn't even wipe away her tears, so she could only let them dry naturally...
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The morning light is beginning to bloom, it is a beautiful autumn day.
Situ Chenjue straightened up, put on some clothes, and looked at the sleeping woman beside him.
Her soft cheeks showed a natural rose color, showing that she had been well loved, and her long, fluffy hair spread beside the pillow.
He vaguely remembered that Ye Xiaoyu had dyed her hair before, but he didn't know when she dyed it back again. At this moment, her naturally dark, wavy hair was the most charming and romantic dream of an oriental man...
This chapter has been completed!