The black car sped through the gate of Dongshan Villa.
The handsome man with a gloomy face opened the car door and roughly dragged the screaming woman all the way upstairs.
No more tears will flow from my eyes.
Her long black hair was scattered all over the pillow, and she was as enchanting as a siren.
Lin Ruoxi's wrists that were hung at the head of the bed were so strangled that she lost consciousness. Her red lips were bitten and bloodshot oozed out, but she still stubbornly endured not making a sound. Her thin body was sunk into the mattress, under the man's forceful movements.
Under the impact, it shuddered up and down. It was like a small boat floating on the vast sea, ups and downs, unable to find its destination.
The light in the bathroom was on, probably because the man forgot to turn it off when he left after using it.
Lin Ruoxi reached back and inserted the hidden lock on the glass door, and almost couldn't wait to turn on the shower on the side. She stood underneath, closed her eyes, and raised her head slightly.
The warm water flowed down her head, sliding over her cheeks and body, washing away the sticky residue left after the love affair. However, it could not wash away the traces on her body.
Lin Ruoxi opened her eyes suddenly, with an almost cruel look in her eyes. She turned her head and looked at the large mirror on the wall. In the mist, a very embarrassed woman was vaguely reflected in it. She was wet all over, and her black hair was disheveled.
The bruises all over his body were particularly shocking...so dirty and so unbearable.
His eyes moved downwards and settled on the razor on the table under the mirror.
Lin Ruoxi walked over, picked up the razor, and a glimmer of light flashed in her eyes. She raised her head, looked at herself in the mirror, and smiled silently, with a desolate smile and a sad smile.