A lingering affair almost exhausted all Liang Yimo's strength. When Liang Yimo thought he was about to die, the man on his body pulled away and there was a splash of water in the bathroom. 3 This man is very picky even when he lives in a hospital.
The connected ward is like a presidential suite. The bathroom inside is fully equipped with household appliances. The air is filled with the smell of pleasure. The rumpled and messy sheets and clothes scattered on the floor make it easy to imagine how intense the battle just now was.
With the last bit of strength, Liang Yimo got up from the bed, picked up the clothes on the ground, and put them back on one by one. At this moment, the bathroom door was opened, and Ye Chen only had a bath towel around her waist. Seeing that she had already put it on
Neat, with an unknown fire rising in his heart, Liang Yimo glanced at the man at the bathroom door. The ferocious scars on his bare chest had cracked, and his eyes were full of disdain, "Besides using force on women, what else can you do?"
"Liang Yimo, don't let me run out of patience with you!" the man said impatiently.
He has already put enough thought into her heart. His patience is limited and he doesn't mind using extraordinary measures at critical moments.
Liang Yimo roared at him like a trapped animal, "What do you want? We have nothing to do with each other a long time ago, why are you still pestering me?"
Ye Chen stepped forward and looked at her secretly. He grabbed her in front of a large mirror and pinched his chin with one hand to force her to look at the mirror. He crawled from behind and whispered in her ear word by word.
, "It's simple, come back to me!"
Come back to me - punitively, her white and tender earlobes on her waist.
"Get out!" Liang Yimo waved her away angrily.
The man didn't annoy her. He hugged her waist from behind and asked her to look at herself in the mirror. There was an evil look on the man's face, "Look, isn't it nice of you to do this? You weren't very engaged just now. Liang Yimo
You obviously have feelings for me, and you also like me to treat you like this, don't you want to do that in the future?"
Liang Yimo looked at himself in the mirror with a smile on his face, very charming, "Really? I like Han Siyou more than you. He is a hundred times better than you in bed. Compared with you, I like Han Siyou more."
I like how he treats me..."
Sure enough, the man's surroundings were suddenly filled with a dangerous aura, and his face turned cold. He turned Liang Yimo over and looked into his dark eyes, showing no emotion, "What are you saying again..."
Liang Yimo smiled. Her smile was like spring flowers in March, blooming brightly in the sunshine. She looked into the man's eyes without fear, "I said, he is much better than you..."
No man would allow that woman to question his ability at this time. Liang Yimo's words completely angered the man's dormant desire to conquer in his heart.
Liang Yimo was pushed in front of the mirror by Ye Chen. The clothes he had just put on were torn to pieces again and were still lying aside. The man's hands were covered with redness wherever they went. He kneaded them lightly and his hot tongue came to Liang Yimo.
After that, that place was the most sensitive part of her body. It only took a gentle move and her body reacted. Liang Yimo's face stiffened and she turned her head to one side, but Ye Chen grabbed her hair and forced her.
Looking at the mirror, she was naked in the mirror, with flirtatious eyes, and her fair skin was flushed with red, which made people think. The skin of the man behind her was pressed tightly against hers. Liang Yimo was forced to crawl in front of the mirror, and the man suddenly came forward from behind,
Nothing like her.
Liang Yimou's beautiful figure was clearly visible in the mirror, her plump breasts, slender waist without a trace of fat, and slender legs. The man's kisses followed her graceful tailbone all the way up the mountain to her perfect back, like a treat.
A flawless work of art, he loved this body like crazy.
"Why, you don't dare to look?" The man released a hand and pinched her chin, not allowing her to refuse, forcing her to see herself clearly in the mirror.
Liang Yimo simply stopped looking and closed her eyes. However, Ye Chen refused to let her have her wish. He lowered his head and bit her shoulder. The strong pain made her widen her eyes again. She looked at herself in the mirror, feeling humiliated at this moment.
Unforgettable forever.
"Ye Chen, you will not die well...you will go to hell in the future..."
At this moment, the only way to heal her from the humiliation she suffered was by yelling angrily.
"If you want to go down, I will pull you down together. It's too lonely in hell. I want you to pay compensation..."
Ye Chen sped up his movements and felt that his body was wrapped in a ball of fire. Only by getting faster and faster could the fire in his body calm down. His heart was empty and his soul had been completely hollowed out. Their bodies fit together like this.
I haven't felt this way for a long time.
Her body is like a poppy, once it is contaminated, it cannot be let go.
This was not enough. Ye Chen took Liang Yimo's body, which had become a puddle, with one hand and placed him on the big bed. Liang Yimo's head was numb from the shock. He pressed down on one side of the bed. Ye Chen had already covered him and bit Liang Yimo's lips.
, the lips were pulled long by him, and they were loosened again, and he nibbled on them again, as if to crush them. A pair of big hands came to Liang Yimo's chest roughly, kneading her in disguise, and exerted heavy force on her.
With bruises on her body, a pair of big hands slid between her legs, lifted her legs with one hand, and pushed in again.
All the limbs and bones in her body seemed to be falling apart. There was an itchy feeling, which was very comfortable. Liang Yimo couldn't help but groan. The man became more excited because of her voice and pushed in harder. He leaned over and asked, "Those men
Has it ever made you feel so good?"
Liang Yimo hated the feeling at this moment, but he said coldly, word for word, "You are the one who disgusts me the most. Doing you makes me want to vomit!"
Another fierce impact hit him, and the man moved even more ferociously, but he snorted coldly, "Really? Then I'll make you vomit all you want!"
Liang Yimo sneered, "Even if I die, I don't want Chenghuan to be under you..."
All night long, the movement in this room never stopped, from the mirror to the bed, to the battlefield on the floor, to the bathroom. For a moment, Liang Yimo really thought that he would die, and a white light flashed in his head, and then
Liang Yimo fainted, but the man inside him never calmed down.
Nights like this are the most helpless and the easiest for people to go crazy. When a man wants a woman, what he wants most is her heart.
But a woman's heart is like a needle in the sea, with sand in her hand. The more she tries to catch it, the further she runs away, and even hides it so that no one can find it again.
Liang Yimo was afraid of love. The original love was too easy, too beautiful and happy, and the dream she created was too beautiful. Once she fell in, it was difficult to pull out. She didn't want to fall into a situation where there was no one again. One step at a time was enough.
She won't be so stupid as to hold her heart high and get hurt a second time.