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Chapter 487: The Evil Man in the Dream 8

But she couldn't scream or yell. The painful moans could only linger in her throat, circling

Tears had already flowed out like a flood that opened the gate, moistening her cheeks and wetting his face.

She felt that he was kissing her, but that was not called kissing, that called biting, repeatedly biting her lips, her teeth, everything

His rudeness was like a sharp sword that penetrated her already bleeding heart...

"Why do you treat me like this? Why do you treat me like this? From beginning to end, I just hope you can treat me well, be gentler to me, and be considerate to me, but why do you humiliate me again and again and again and again?

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"And I... I'm so stupid, I actually fell in love with a man like you... Haha, I'm really a sin, I can't live!"

"Stinky man, remember it for me. From now on, I will not love you again, I will not beg you again, and I will not look at you again!"

"I hate you..., I hate you for the rest of my life!"

Tormented by crying and pain, Xiaoman quickly fell into a coma, but she firmly remembered something in her heart: she hated him! She will live forever!

When Xiaoman woke up, the rain had stopped, it was already dawn, and there was peace and peace around him.

The gauze curtains on the bed were hanging down, blocking the sunshine that they wanted to shine in

She supported the bed with her hands and wanted to get up, but the soreness all over her body made her fall back on the bed again

Why is this happening? She was puzzled and lifted the quilt to find the answer

The jade body in the quilt was naked, and the snow-white skin was covered with dark red scars.

She knew he was cruel, but she never thought he was so cruel. She was venting her desires and wanted to kill her.

The hatred of last night surged into her heart again, moistening her eyes

She didn't hold her tears and stopped crying until she heard someone pushing the door in.

"Miss Zhang, haven't you got up yet?" asked the maid who was in charge of serving Xiaoman.

"When is it?" Xiaoman cleared his throat, but the hoarseness in the voice could not deceive anyone

"It's already noon, Miss Zhang, are you okay?" The maid obviously heard something

"It's okay, I just didn't sleep well last night." Xiaoman held on proudly. She didn't want others to know about his humiliation because she didn't need other people's sympathy and mercy.


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