Before he finished speaking, there was only a "click" sound, and the cheap and thin shirt on his body had been pulled off by him.
The man couldn't wait to stop her mouth and use his.
The man's anger, mixed with the smell of tobacco, invaded arrogantly. He stubbornly and unreasonably ignored all her resistance, without any trace of emotion.
A bit of tender plunder.
The strong body pressed against her with punches, kicks and kicks did not shake her at all, but instead inspired the man to explode. He pressed firmly on her smooth chest, and with his other hand, he instantly tore off her lower body.
skirt.
In the fierce and desperate struggle, entering fiercely, there is no comfort or loving words, only entering, sending out, and entering deeper...
"Fuck...you're so fucking tight..." the man said while growling and rhythmic.
Her head was pushed against the corner of the bed by him, but her arms were pinned tightly by him.
The heart-wrenching cries and pleas were just spices to add to his pleasure. In this futile resistance, the thrust became more and more intense. Finally, at the moment when the woman was blank and lost consciousness, the man shook and swayed into her body.
Finally being let go, Liang Xuewen felt the man who had rolled off her body and was lying next to her. She forced herself to shake her legs and knelt down, groping for her messy clothes.
She can't do anything, it doesn't matter, she can just pretend that nothing happened.
The moment she touched the familiar but broken fabric, the woman, who was still in shock but still gritted her teeth and couldn't help but accept it, was once again suddenly sat up by the man and took her back. "What's the rush? Let's play again."
She wanted to cry but had no tears, wanted to seek but had no way. Liang Xuewen knew that this retribution was coming so quickly.
The words "pay the price" seemed to still echo in her ears.
But what she didn't know was that it turned out that this was only a small part of the price to pay.
After the first time, the next one will be much smoother.
The woman has long recognized the reality and given up all resistance. She is like a broken doll, lying on the bed and letting him do whatever he wants...
Half the night, after she trembled with him for the third time, the man finally lay heavily next to her.
This time, he did not stop the woman who was trying to get dressed. He just pulled her under him and leaned next to her ear.
"It's so cool, Wenwen, don't leave, you will live here from now on."
When he said this, Liang Xuewen could still clearly remember his eyes, which were incredibly bright and clear decades later.
The woman, whose nerves had all been crushed, smiled numbly and hypocritically. She didn't know that she could actually laugh at that time.
"Brother Cheng, I have something to pack when I get home."
The woman standing in front of the window had a drop of moist liquid flowing down from the corner of her eye, and slowly fell to her cheek along her face covered in high-end cosmetics.
Liang Xuewen turned back and faced her only son, the young man who was also in shock and pain.
She couldn't tell whether she owed him anything for her choices in this life.
"How could you do this, Mom? How could you do this to Dad?"