Wen Jiaren struggled hard for a few times. Every time she and he met, they were like this. She didn't want...
It's not that she doesn't love him, it's that it makes her feel empty.
It seemed that apart from the beauty on the love bed, there was nothing else between them.
She will be empty, really frighteningly empty.
It was always the case that no matter what kind of trouble they had, he would always force her to have sex with her...
After I finished it, it seemed like everything was over.
However, even though women are struggling, they are no match for men.
What's more, this is Li Nian.
The more she struggled, the harder he pushed.
And she, in the end, could only get herself covered in bruises.
He took off each other's clothes.
Kill her hard...
With some force and a hint of despair, he looked at her and said sentence by sentence: "Beauty, what should I do? Only in this way can I feel that you are mine..."
"Only in this way can I feel that you are my woman..."
"Beauty..." Li Nian turned over and changed his position, letting himself press her, looking down at her expression, looking at her with a bit of nostalgia and reluctance: "Beauty, beauty, are you comfortable?
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"Well..." Wen Jiaren's soft tone was a little confused.
She wanted to dodge, but she didn't.
The man's controlling power was too strong. She struggled, but she was still injured.
"Would you like to hurry up, hurry up?"
He asked her, teased her, and finally integrated her into him.
"Well...Li Nian..."
"No, no, Li Nian, stop..."
She grabbed his shoulders and stopped him.
Li Nian's expression was a bit frantic, as if he was unconscious, and he moved faster and faster to reach for her.
After a long time, he slowed down.
Then, he collapsed in her arms, breathing deeply and heavily.
