The red color like blood suddenly hurt her eyes. The warm yellow light shone on the wine glass, and she didn't feel much warmth, and even felt a cold chill.
She jumped out of bed, her steps were a little weak, and she hurriedly ran out of the door.
Although she didn't know where this place was, she had a very bad feeling. It seemed that there was still the sound of rushing water in the room. She didn't want to think too much about it, and she didn't dare to think about it. She just wanted to leave as soon as possible.
She put her hand on the doorknob and turned it around. There was some sweat on her forehead. Her bare feet stepped on the ground, and all five toes curled up nervously.
It's just that the door seems to be locked from behind, and no matter how hard she tries, she can't open it.
She stretched out her hand and put it on her forehead, still trying to open the door with one hand.
A door opened, but it wasn't the one in front of her.
Angelo was only wrapped in a bath towel and looked coldly at the person who was opening the door. She was disappointed because she couldn't open the door.
His eyes moved down to her feet. Ten pink toes fell into his eyes, which made his eyes seem to be on fire. Just looking at the feet made him feel like this.
The huge response was really unexpected.
Lotte let go of her hand. The door was still unable to be opened.
"Why, are you giving up like this? My little slave," a deep male voice came from behind, with a hint of mockery that could be heard between the half-smile and the half-smile.
Lotte's body checked, and she couldn't even hold her fingers together. She felt that in front of her eyes, there was only a coldness coming from the soles of her feet, which made her heart start to beat uneasily.
"Little slave, you have been hiding from me for so long. This time, I finally found you." Angelo stepped forward. The pressure in the air made Lotte's body tremble from time to time. The man behind her was not
A person, but a demon, a demon who would hurt her and destroy her.
Lotte didn't dare to turn around, but the footsteps behind her were getting closer and closer, so close that she felt as if she was being strangled by the neck.
A big hand suddenly touched her body, and her face fell into Angelo's eyes. Once again, he felt an indescribable impulse, and the burning heat in his body made his body...
It's tight as hell.
It was this face that he had thought about for so long.
"This face is so beautiful," his fingers gently slid across Lotte's face, and Lotte's body trembled with every movement he made.
She blinked a few times, and two transparent tears quickly fell from her green eyes.
"Cry, I like you to cry when I see you," Angelo lowered his head, stuck out his tongue and licked the tears on her face. It was a really good feeling, so tender skin, so young life, of course.
The most important thing is that this is the face that only appears in his dreams.
He had the same black hair, although it was a little shorter. He held Lotte's shoulders tightly with one hand, as if he was trying to break her bones. The force was so strong that you could hear the sound of the bones dislocating.
Lotte's face gradually turned pale, and the man's upper body was naked in front of her.
But his tongue was still licking her face, giving her an indescribable feeling of nausea.
Her lips kept trembling, and cold tears kept falling on her white lips.
"Let me go, please," she held her clothes tightly with her hands, and the unfamiliar male breath sprayed on her face, entangling her like a poisonous snake.
It wasn't her brother's clean breath that would reassure her, nor his gentle touch. She was only disgusted, only scared, and only wanted to escape.
"Let you go, little one," Angelo put his fingers on Lotte's face again, put his other hand on her shoulder and started to exert force, Lotte's face became even paler.
"I've been looking for you for so long, how could I let you go? I like little girls like you the most. They will definitely give me more satisfaction in a while." Lotte looked at the man in front of her in horror.
There was no hidden gloom and hatred in his eyes.
Her lips were trembling constantly, and the man's cold expression made her struggle feebly. He was about to break her bones.
"Little girl, be good, I will make you happy." Angelo's fingers gently slid across Lotte's face, and finally came to her trembling lips. Little girls like this are the most fun.
Yes, be afraid, be afraid, if this is what he wants, the more he tortures her, the more excited he will be.
Compared with sleeping with a submissive woman, such a tender and incredible little girl will excite him even more. He wants her resistance, her tears, and her hatred.
Because he hates it too.
Lotte clenched and unclenched her fingers. The man in front of her made her feel the fear of death. It was like being thrown into the sea that day, and the palms of her hands were as cold as ice.
She won't be happy, she is just scared and feels disgusting, and even looking at his body makes her feel disgusting.
Seeing the disgust for him in her eyes, Angelo smiled instead, his smile was extremely perverted,
"Is it disgusting? My girl?" His fingers pressed on Lotte's lips, then moved down and grasped her slender chin, "I never thought that there would be such a picture in this world.
"The face, I thought it was just that of a doll, but I didn't expect it to be real. This face is really good-looking."
His eyes were greedily staring at Lotte's face. It really looked like that doll. No, that doll was a much smaller version of her. He put his fingers on Lotte's face and pressed it gently.
Sure enough, I found the small mark of the depression. Sure enough, there were even dimples.
Yin Sa was such a precious doll, the doll that caused him so much suffering. No matter what relationship she had with him, he was determined to settle on this little girl.
Who made her have such a face, and all his humiliation will be found in her body. If it doesn't matter, it's her bad luck, because her face is what he wants. If it really matters,
That would be better, he will be even more excited.
Oh, just thinking about this made him feel extremely happy, more than any other time. He had had many women, more than he could count, and the one in front of him was obviously a little girl who hadn't grown up yet.
However, this is fun, why has he never played with such a young girl?