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Chapter 7: The Blushing Voice

As if he was venting his hatred and anger, he became more savage when he entered her body, and his attack became more intense and rough, squeezing all her tenderness.

If she was awake, she would definitely be like before, frowning tightly, wrinkled her face in pain, her face turned pale and she would cry out in pain.

But she won't say anything now.

While the man was attacking fiercely like a vent, he kissed the delicate lips deeply like the most infatuated lover.

The slender hands pinched the soft waist hard, even leaving bruise marks on the delicate white skin.

He turned his handsome face sideways, and with a hoarse and sexy voice, he spoke extremely resentful and evil and profound words into the ears of the motionless person.

"Do you know how I deal with assassins who dare to offend me?"

"I asked people to drag him down, cut off his legs section by section, and crush his fingers inch by inch, so that he could not survive or die!"

"Tong'er, I really should let you see with your own eyes how I made that man's life worse than death!"

"Oh, by the way, I forgot, you once saw with your own eyes how your father was tortured to death by me, and that's when you started hating me and wishing for my death... So, you don't care about anything you see.

There will never be any other feelings, you hate me so much anyway, right?"

"Sometimes, I think it's good that you are like this. You won't defy me, resist me, try to escape, or attract bees and butterflies. Anyway, I can still get your body at any time. But sometimes, I will

I missed you in the past and said to me... In fact, I am a sad and pitiful person. When you said to me... you hated me so much that you wanted to crush me to ashes, and... you once said that you would always be there.

You who are by my side and protecting me..."

The man suddenly stopped talking, as if he thought he was ridiculous.

He cursed in a low voice, not sure whether he was mocking himself or cursing someone, but he suddenly pressed his thin sexy lips onto the snow-white face beneath him.

Sucking her bloodless lips fiercely, he blocked all the words he could barely control.

With every offensive move, the man's sinister eyes became darker and darker.

With every attacking movement, the black lotus on the man's back became more tightly coiled by the black snake that raised its head and spit out a snake message.

Drops of sweat slid down his back due to the intense movements and fell on the woman's slender white figure.

Only his almost crazy demands and almost venting attacks caused a brief flash of blood on her snow-white face.

But the pair of beautiful eyes that were once alluring have always been closed tightly, and they have never been opened amidst the fierce entanglement.

Even with his fierce attacks, even with his resentful words.

The man picked up the slender figure and placed her on the luxurious purple seat. He adjusted her into a suitable posture, then his strong long legs severely separated her delicate and white legs, and continued to start a new life savagely.

A round of attack.

And the trembling Angel was following the strange sound, step by step, walking barefoot out of his maid's room, walking on the carpet in the corridor step by step, and walked deeper into the corridor.

The sound is getting closer.

Even the most inexperienced person can still blush when he hears the low breathing and roaring.

Angel hesitantly looked at the room not far ahead, the most taboo place in legend.

That blushing sound came from there, and she looked there hesitantly and timidly, as if she was looking at Pandora's box, which would lead to the most terrifying results as soon as she got close and opened it.


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