Chu Yue raised the corners of her lips, showing contempt, ruthlessness, and no warmth at all.
"It turns out that the world-famous King Wu Mu is a man who likes to rape women. I really didn't know those women were blind and would fall in love with you."
Mu Youche's thin lips curved in a cruel way, and his voice was as cold as ice, and he said calmly: "I don't care about their love. And you..." He raised his black eyes and suddenly pulled off his belt without hesitation.
He pushed it in all at once.
Her body, which had been abstinent for too long, could not withstand such a heavy thrust. Chu Yue shivered and bit her lip.
Mu Youche held her pretty buttocks in his hands and pressed her against the rockery. He stared at her with burning eyes without any dodge, "Woman, I give you one last chance."
Chu Yue gritted her teeth and spat: "Shameless."
Mu Youche snorted, and the sound was cold and harsh, like the sound of a devil grinding his teeth.
He bent down and sucked her eardrops, and said cruelly: "Look at you, you miss my king's body so much and get so wet, but you still don't admit it. Yue'er, who do you think you can deceive?"
Chu Yue trembled all over, and he had already violently charged.
He seemed to want to vent all the love, all the anger, all the pain and unwillingness, and all the despair in his life at once.
He wanted to tear her apart and devour her. Heaven and earth were proof that he loved her so much that no one could erase it.
He pulled out and then pushed in violently, making her almost faint, but his voice sounded like a demon in her ears, "Yue'er, you must remember, always remember, that I love you so much. Heaven and earth are proof, no matter what
Shameless, regardless of morality. You are so lustful, and we are so compatible, can you forget it? No matter when, even if you die, you will bear my mark, remember me, love you so. Crazy...
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He showed no mercy, didn't care about her begging for mercy, or the cold weather.
The fiery passion melted everything, but it could not melt his fear and despair, nor could it melt the hatred in her heart.
It just never stops.
He groaned, held her tightly in his arms, looked down at her crying and begging for mercy, but he remained unmoved.
In the past, he would lean down, kiss her tears away, and comfort her softly.
