A familiar scent approached, and the person pulled off the brocade quilt covering Mo Xiaohuan's body.
He was more like an out-of-control lion, tearing and tearing off her clothes
"what are you doing!"
"What are you doing!" Yu Beiming's voice was full of anger, "Don't you understand what the lonely king is going to do!"
Mo Xiaohuan clutched the collar of her shirt tightly: "Go away! You can kill me, but you can't insult me in this way again!"
"Insulting you?" Yu Beiming's tone was filled with endless charm, but his dark eyes seemed to have sharp ice blades, "I would like to see how you enjoy this insult!"
While speaking, Yu Beiming held the corner of Mo Xiaohuan's middle coat, and with a hiss, Mo Xiaohuan's clothes shattered.
Her delicate white skin was instantly exposed to the air. Mo Xiaohuan hurriedly covered her body.
No, this is definitely not what she wants
She will no longer ask for his respect, but she is also unwilling to bear his insults.
"I'd rather you kill me! Don't do this to me!"
"How could the lonely king be willing to kill his beloved concubine?" Yu Beiming's words were extremely sinister. "What does my beloved concubine want?"
Mo Xiaohuan knew that resistance was useless and Yu Beiming would never forgive her easily.
If he wants to kill himself, he deserves it
Mo Xiaohuan did not move or resist.
She didn't look at Yu Beiming again
She knew that his face looked scary without looking at it.
Yu Beiming stripped off Mo Xiaohuan's clothes almost with revenge.
The cold radiance of the night pearl shines on Mo Xiaohuan's body, and her delicate skin becomes whiter and whiter under the cold light. I have to admit that Mo Qinghuan has an excellent figure, he is fat and thin, and has a natural charm.
Yu Beiming came, regardless of Mo Xiaohuan's dryness, he advanced in one fell swoop
The severe pain made Mo Xiaohuan's body tremble, but it was only a moment and the pain in her vital teeth would eventually pass.
Yu Beiming kept pushing forward, and then slammed into
Mo Xiaohuan's weak body followed his movements and slid to the edge of the bed.
Her consciousness is a little scattered
There was a muffled sound, and Mo Xiaohuan kissed the back of his head and pressed the pedal, and most of his body hung upside down outside the bed.
Yu Beiming spread her legs as wide as possible so that he could clearly see how he gradually entered her body.
Mo Xiaohuan's two jade-white straight long legs were spread limply, and the most tender part of her body was occupied.
Her waist was locked by one of Yu Beiming's big hands. Yu Beiming clasped her to the edge of the bed, and then continued to invade her body.
pain
Like a crazy beast, he tortured her delicate body, pouring his hatred into her body
There's something liquid oozing out from my back. I don't know if it's cold sweat or blood.
The whip wound has not healed for a long time, but now it has split open again
However, the pain in my back and the pain in my body are not as good as the pain in my heart.
Mo Xiaohuan stared at the hanging beam of the hall blankly. In fact, she couldn't see the scenery on the beam clearly, she just kept her eyes open like this.
The angrier Yu Beiming gets, the more he hates her indifferent expression, no reaction, indifferent expression, eyes that are obviously filled with autumn water but looking at the cantilever emptyly!
He locked Mo Xiaohuan's neck with one hand
Skin as thin as paper, faintly smelling of womanly fragrance
It's like a fragrance that emanates from the bones, confusing men.
The feeling under his hands was smooth, and Yu Beiming's voice seemed to burst out from his chest, but it was so cold that the air condensed: "Why do you want to disobey the lonely king?"