"Be good, it won't hurt again in the future. Just this once, let me hurt you from now on, okay?" Gu Shaocheng stretched out his hand and gently wiped her sweaty forehead. His whole body felt softer than ever before: "You're too much.
It’s tight, relax a little, it won’t hurt so much if you relax a little bit…”
Chenxing gritted his teeth, looked at the man in front of him, endured it, and said, "If what you want is my body, can we be free from each other from now on?"
Gu Shaocheng didn't expect that this was what he was waiting for.
His heart felt like it had fallen off a cliff, and the howling wind was cutting him raw and painful.[
"No, it's not that we don't owe each other, it's that we are like glue. Like this, so close, so entangled, we will never draw a clear line again." Gu Shaocheng twitched violently, telling her with his actual actions: From now on, you have me.
, with you in me, you are destined to be doomed.
"Ugh...it hurts...oh..." His violence once again brought back her unbearable whimpering.
"Does it hurt? Then please beg me, okay?" He held her whole body in his arms and bit her lips: "If you beg me, it will hurt less..."
"Woo...wow...it hurts..."
"beg me……"
"It hurts..." The wind and rain became more violent, and the waves of love continued.
"Please be good, I want to listen..."
…
"beg me……"
"Oh...please, it hurts..."
"Who am I? Who are you begging for? Tell me, good girl..."
"Gu Shaocheng...ah...please, Gu Shaocheng..." Chenxing couldn't bear it anymore. She buried herself in his arms and begged. Her whole body had collapsed into a ball and she no longer had the strength to struggle.
what…………"
It was at this second that the man on top of her straightened up, and all his movements stopped abruptly. He pressed on her body and began to breathe heavily.
The woman in his arms fainted.
After a long time, he stood up, straightened his wrinkled shirt a little, and then lifted the suit that fell in a corner tightly over her. His eyes happened to pass by the pool of faint blood, and he couldn't help but smile at the corner of his mouth.
With a beautiful smile.
He opened the window, faced the driver outside, and said, "Drive."
After his car left, there was a young man standing in a corner with his backlit, his hands clenched tightly, making a creaking sound.
*********************
"Brother, why didn't you protect Chenxing well? Didn't you promise me before going abroad that you would help me take good care of her?" As soon as he got home, the young and frivolous Xia Jianqing asked.[
"What's wrong?" The wheelchair turned back and Xia Jiankai looked at his brother with a confused expression.
The most innocent astonishment was on his face: "Who made the second young master so angry that he got so angry as soon as he came back?"
Because Xia Jiankai lost his legs when he was a child, Xia Jianqing was the only one in the Xia family who had the right to inherit the Xia family group. In the eyes of this nineteen-year-old boy, his brother was weak.
Autistic, he locked himself in the villa when he had nothing to do. He sighed: "Forget it."
He walked away with a puff of sleeves, thinking to himself, how could he give the responsibility of taking care of Chenxing to his good-for-nothing brother? He must have lost his mind.
After he left, Xia Jiankai, who had a stunned and innocent look on his face, turned gloomy in the blink of an eye, and a cynical smile appeared again for a moment.