He sat down next to her and put his arm around her shoulders.
The two people looked up at the stars in the sky at the same time.
The green evening gown had long been torn. She had no other clothes and could only continue to wear his big shirt.
In the eyes of uninformed outsiders, this seems very romantic. However, who could have known that they were actually a man and a woman with their own hidden agendas?
He stretched out his big hands, hugged her, and kissed her passionately. His whole body exuded a clean smell just after taking a bath. Few men were so clean, but she felt filthy, especially when she smelled the dangerous and hot smell on his body.
The breath made her almost vomit. She couldn't even understand why this man was so hungry and why he was so interested in this kind of thing every day.
"Wheat, someone told me that if you make a woman want to die... then she will become your slave for the rest of her life..."
He pressed up.
She stretched out her hand and pinched his chest: "Get away..."
"Isn't this what you want?..."
"Go away! I told you to go away."
He was startled and actually let go.
The moonlight and starlight shone down from the roof, covering her body gently. He could see clearly that she was hugging her knees and crying like rain.
"wheat……"
She suddenly rushed forward and grabbed his bathrobe and hair like crazy, tearing and beating him desperately: "Devil... you devil... tell me why you want to hurt me... why... why... tell me quickly...
...I would rather die with you...you said..."
She pounced on him, tearing, biting, and beating with all her might, shouting at the top of her lungs: "What kind of hatred do you and I have? I don't even know you... How did I hurt you? Devil... shameless
Disciple, you only dare to take revenge on women..."
He was in unbearable pain. He raised his palm and was about to slap her hard, but the words "You only dare to touch women" penetrated his ears. He was so excited that he forgot to fight back and let her tear him apart.
Bite, kick and hit.
Qiao Maimai didn't stop until he was exhausted. He burst into tears and couldn't stop it.
He actually didn't resist. Not at all.
No matter how much she beat or scolded, she wouldn't fight back.
She beat her until her hands were swollen and painful. You can imagine the damage he suffered.
She didn't even look at the life or death of the man beneath her, she lay completely on the ground as if dead.
Such precious youth, the best years of life, she knew, were all dead and would never come back.
The night was dark and the stars were twinkling strangely. She was lying on the floor, her whole body cold.
After a long time, he slowly turned over.
Her body was ice. He stretched out his hand and hugged her in the darkness.
"Wheat...wheat..."
She was so exhausted from the beating that she fell asleep.
When he shouted like this, she woke up and stopped beating him, and her tears fell again.
He was leaning against her face and noticed hot tears falling down his face.
After that night, Yi Xiangxi never touched her again. He never shared a room with her again, and everything returned to the way it was before. She lived downstairs and he lived upstairs without disturbing each other.
Then, the house where she lived suddenly had a lot of things.
First, there were rows of clothes in the closet, all kinds of sizes, colors, and styles that suited her.