She has worked very hard to live, but she still suffered so much harm. No one asked her if she wanted to, no one sympathized with her, and no one saw her pain. It was really uncomfortable and painful to death.
I hate this fate and these people who hurt her wantonly.
The kiss that fell on her body paused for a moment. Ji Mo raised his head slightly and looked at her sideways face, crying in collapse, her bare shoulders constantly twitching. The look on her face was extremely helpless, unable to resist, and very sad.
To the extreme, I couldn't control my emotions and collapsed.
He was slightly shocked, hugged her harder, and kissed the tears on her face, which were salty and full of sadness.
"Is this kind of thing so painful? It's not the first time that a woman like you has collapsed." Ji Mo clasped her fingers in his hand, not allowing her to struggle, touching her fingertips and feeling her
His fingers were cold and stiff.
Mu Baoer didn't want to pay attention to him at all. Her eyes were confused and her mind was blank. She didn't think about anything and no longer resisted.
You're right, this isn't the first time he's done this to her, and it won't make any difference if he does it again.
And she just felt uncomfortable, and just wanted to cry loudly, to vent the pain that she couldn't cry at the banquet today, and to cry out the pain and grievances she had suffered for many years. Even if she couldn't resist the hurt, at least she was crying
rights!
Therefore, Mu Baoer just cried bitterly, her tears flowing freely, her voice hoarse and desolate.
In the silent room, there was only the sound of crying, endless, and she didn't know how long she had been crying. She cried so much that her throat felt dry, her voice was hoarse and hoarse, all her tears were flowing, and her red and swollen eyes were bloodshot. Why?
I can't shed any more tears.
Finally, I coughed violently, which made my chest hurt.
She had left the coffin long ago and was sitting lazily on the sofa. The man who had been watching her cry coldly came over, took her out of the coffin and placed her on the sofa.
Then a glass of water was handed to her. Mu Baoer looked away and refused to take the water. She didn't want anything from this man.
"You cried for three full hours. Although tears are scientifically said to detoxify, your throat will be very sore tomorrow. Do you refuse my glass of water because you would rather have a more sore throat tomorrow? This will not help you, you don't
If you punish others, you will hurt yourself."
Ji Mo still handed the water to her, his attitude was extremely hateful.
Mu Baoer was so angry that his chest heaved. He grabbed the water glass and drank all the water. This man, who had no conscience at all, could say such things, he was a bastard.
Indeed, when she did this, she was the one who suffered in the end. She didn't dare to hope that crying would make this hard-hearted man feel a little sympathetic.
In fact, he was sitting on the sofa just now, watching her with cold eyes, thinking that she was a fool. She cried so miserably in front of him, it was almost a joke.
"I never knew women could shed so many tears. A woman like you is probably the least likely to cry! The last time I violated you, I didn't feel so painful, and I had an optimistic attitude afterwards. Why?
This time, you are being pretentious. In a short period of time, your mental endurance has dropped a lot." Ji Mo sat on her and said thoughtfully.
Mu Baoer couldn't even get angry. Listen to what this bastard man said.