My heart felt blocked, my nose was sore, and I was full of embarrassment and sadness.
In order to live, your self-esteem has been trampled on the ground. This is not the first time, and it will not be the last time. Even if you are in extreme pain, you must work hard to endure it, because only in this way can you live, and you must live.
"Have you taken it off after you've been dawdling for so long? If you dawdle again, don't blame me for doing it myself." Hanlie already looked impatient. He had to go back to the company for a meeting.
I really wasted too much time on this woman today.
"Okay!" Mu Bao'er said tremblingly, closing her eyes, forcing back the tears that were about to burst out, telling herself that this was fate, and she must endure it.
Then he tremblingly pushed away the quilt, revealing his naked body.
The light blue velvet quilt slipped from her shoulders, and her flawless snow-white body was exposed in the air under the light, like a piece of translucent jade, exuding a light pearl-like luster under the light.
The exquisite and perfect curves of her body, the trance-like natural art, have a thrilling beauty that makes people's hearts tremble, and their eyes can't help but fixate on her.
Han Lie, who was holding a digital camera with a disdainful look on his face, was stunned for a moment.
Within sight, the delicate body that seemed to be carved from the most beautiful jade, and the stunningly beautiful woman, was it really the woman he saw every day?
She bent her slender white feet, her shiny arms hugged her knees, her black jade-like hair covered her snow-white shoulders, her slender back curve was as delicate as flowing water, her slender neck was slightly lowered, like a noble swan,
Her trembling body leaned forward as much as possible, trying her best to cover up the attractive spring light on her chest.
But such a covering gesture is in vain.
Because from his angle, he could just see her white and tall jade peaks. The two cherries were faintly hidden by the bent thighs, but they became more and more perfect and moving. The looming snow waves seemed to be full of life.
flower.
It makes people want to reach out and touch it, knead it hard, put it in their mouth and taste it, feeling its extreme softness and plumpness.
But at this moment, her slender face was filled with indescribable panic, and her eyes as bright as purple grapes were dyed with painful sadness, making her look indescribably pitiful.
It is as if a beautiful flower with bamboo dew in its mouth is suddenly hit by a violent wind and rain. The fatal sense of sadistic beauty is enough to arouse the twisted desire hidden in every man's heart.
She wanted to tear this thin and pitiful flower into pieces bit by bit, forcing it to bloom under her body, revealing the most delicate heart of the flower.
"Is it okay?" Mu Baoer asked tremblingly, with a hint of pleading and humility.
She felt like a peeled lychee, so all her self-protection abilities were lost, revealing her most fragile inner self. Even if she was subjected to all kinds of abuse and humiliation, she could not resist.
At this moment, she could feel even more that the man's unbridled gaze lingering on her body was so hot and full of cruel lust, which made her feel as embarrassed as if she was being burned. She tried hard to shrink her body and prevent him from touching her body.
My body saw the light, but I couldn't block his terrifying gaze no matter what.
What she was even more afraid of was that maybe this filming wouldn't end so simply.
Perhaps what she paid was not only the humiliation of dignity, but also the physical humiliation.
He stared at her with cold and increasingly dark eyes, raised the corners of his lips, and said in a very bad way: "Do you think taking off your clothes means you can take a nude photo? Such cover-up is nothing more than erotic writing at best.