Wen Xihe paused, and for a moment she began to imagine rapidly in her mind. If this man was awake, how would she face the current He Mingjue, and how would she escape from this man.
Just as she was thinking about it, the big hand holding her tightened for an instant. The man's voice behind her slowly sounded through Wen Xihe's cold sweat.
"Xixi, my Xixi..."
Wen Xihe's heart suddenly fell to the ground steadily.
Even though the man's voice was low, it still sounded like he was drunk and not quite sober.
Wen Xihe turned around, not to hug Mingjue, but instead lowered her head to pull him in. She tried to break away his hand, but the man held it tighter.
"He Mingjue, let go..."
During the entanglement between the two people, Wen Xihe was approaching the bed at a silent speed. The next second, the man used force and instantly brought Wen Xihe towards him.
"ah……"
But a moment later, before Wen Xihe could even stop screaming, the man pressed him on his chest.
As Wen Xihe struggled, the man's hands groped to pull on her clothes.
"Xixi, Xixi..." He called her name, and as he moved, the smell of strong alcohol lingered on his lips, mixed with the man's rapid breathing, and sprayed on Wen Xihe's face.
"Xixi, I miss you..."
Turning over, He Mingjue instantly pressed Wen Xihe under him. The man was intoxicated, but the steaming desire prompted He Mingjue's slender fingers, which belong to men, to flexibly open Wen Xihe's coat buttons.
The strength of Wen Xihe, a woman, cannot compare to the determination of a man to want something.
He was on top of him. The drunk man, urged by the beast in his heart, frantically tore the clothes on himself and Wen Xihe.
He Mingjue felt that he saw his Xixi, 100%.
At this moment, she was lying under him, looking at him with a pair of complicated eyes that had no time to hate but were tangled. Day and night, every second, his heart ached when he thought about her.
This is her.
Once he finds it, he will never let it go again.
Wen Xihe's chest heaved violently, perhaps because of anger, or perhaps because of excessive struggle, and her cheeks were slightly seductively red.
"He Mingjue, you can't do this... you can't..."
Wen Xihe's body was trembling when exposed to the man's sight, and her voice was also trembling.
He was on top of him. The drunk man, urged by the beast in his heart, frantically tore the clothes on himself and Wen Xihe.
He Mingjue felt that he saw his Xi Xi, 100%.
At this moment, she was lying under him, looking at him with a pair of complicated eyes that had no time to hate but were tangled. Day and night, every second, his heart ached when he thought about her.
This is her.
Once he finds it, he will never let it go again.
Wen Xihe's chest heaved violently, perhaps because of anger or excessive struggle, and her cheeks were slightly seductively red.
"He Mingjue, you can't do this... you can't..."
Wen Xihe's body was trembling when exposed to the man's sight, and her voice was also trembling.
However, she could never resist such a man.
Never.
It was obvious that she was struggling. She didn't want to go back to the days of suffering and collapse. Her body was out of control, and frequently trembled under the touch of a man.
Closing her eyes, Wen Xihe gave up resistance. Biting her lip, she couldn't resist after all, she wanted to hate mocking herself like this.
She couldn't even deceive herself, she was missing this man, very much.
Wen Xihe, you are really a bitch.
The man's body, with the burning heat of being drunk and filled with desire, was instantly suppressed like a hunter.
"Xixi..." He kissed, licked and nibbled on her neck.
Tossing and turning carefully, moving slowly.
Wen Xihe closed her eyes and endured it in despair.
The next second, the man's hands went around Wen Xihe's back and slowly pressed her body towards him. A big hand, already in the man's murmur, slowly separated Wen Xihe's legs.
Wen Xihe opened his mouth and wanted to say something else.
The next second, the man rushed into her body.
"Um……"
Wen Xihe gasped, her body was suddenly invaded, and Wen Xihe couldn't bear it. Her body trembled slightly, her head fell back, but her hands clung tightly to the man on her body because of the excessive pleasure.
.
Things turned out to be much more complicated than Wen Xihe expected.
In Wen Xihe's mind, she just met this man again in a foreign country, and her old thoughts were rekindled.
But she doesn't want this.
She should have turned around and left after arranging everything for this man.
In this way, she could be busy with all this and return to the present day. He still wouldn't know that he almost found her one night.
But now, Wen Xihe feels that she is crazy.
She even climbed into a man's bed with ease once again.
Still when this man was drunk.
She doesn't know why.
No matter what happens, as long as she meets He Mingjue, she will always become unlike herself.
In the dark night, under the orange light, Wen Xihe heard her uncontrollable moans, tossing and breaking in every corner of the room.
The way that man wanted her was fierce and violent, and she couldn't bear it.
The man hugged her whole body in an instant and indulged her body wantonly. One was more intense than the other, and the other was profound and simple. The woman's body under him was too warm and hot, which always made him miss the past with Wen Xihe.
night.
He even couldn't control his desires at all.
Only when he pushed himself deeper and deeper, the rhythm became more intense. Hearing the almost unbearable sound of the woman beneath him, the man couldn't help but move more and more violently.
"MG, that's enough..." Wen Xihe finally prayed brokenly. Her fingertips dug into the skin of the man's shoulder, almost hurting him.
The man gritted his teeth and tightened his grip on her waist. There was a fierce collision and a low roar. Everything finally stopped.
After drinking, the man experienced another intense and indulgent romance. He felt sleepy and extremely tired. Within a moment, he fell asleep beside her.
Wen Xihe endured the pain all over and got out of bed barefoot.
She was now beside the bed, carefully taking in the appearance of the man on the bed in her eyes and in her heart.
After a while, he smiled bitterly.
Just went to bed again.
What can be changed?
She doesn't want to change either!
The night was dark, the cold wind was blowing, and the air was getting colder.
Before the car started, Su Qing saw Wen Xihe running towards her from the window.
"Xihe?!"
Su Qing was obviously taken aback when she saw the woman in front of her.
Shock.
The clothes are messy and the hair is messy.
More importantly, she saw a row of ambiguous kiss marks on Wen Xihe's neck!