1362. Chapter 1362 The person who went crazy is you, not me 2
She knew that Fu Hong was outside. She knew that if that man heard their conversation, what would he think of her?
Why, her heart hurt even more than cutting her own flesh, as if it hurt a hundred times a thousand times more.
Ziyang really didn't know when she cared so deeply about Fu Hong;
No, in fact, she didn't have such deep feelings for him at all, as if it was an instinct. Ever since she started writing the script, that instinct had been called out from her subconscious little by little.
Not under her control, not under her will.
Dong Zhuo could feel the blood flowing out of her legs.
He felt that he was about to be driven crazy by her, completely driven crazy.
"I won't touch you, I won't touch you, I really won't touch you, don't hurt yourself, Yangyang, I beg you, don't hurt yourself anymore, it's my fault, if it hurts, just cut my flesh
, you hurt me, don't hurt yourself, I beg you." Dong Zhuo's eyes were so anxious that he almost bled.
He pressed her helplessly, his whole body was misaligned, he pulled the quilt and wrapped the two of them tightly, and then his tone was extremely anxious.
"I won't touch you, I haven't even touched you, don't get hurt, don't hurt yourself again!"
Ziyang didn't seem to hear him.
However, she looked at the familiar man coldly. She couldn't see his face clearly in the darkness, but she seemed to be able to see the uncontrollable panic in his eyes.
However, even so, he would not really let her go.
Why does a person hurt you but at the same time seem to not allow you to be hurt at all? How come these two completely different emotions are so clear in him.
Ziyang really doesn't understand.
She only knew that her heart hurt so much, but she had to act with him.
"Brother Zhuo, it hurts..."
She called his name tenderly, and her words sounded explicit and provocative, but only she and him knew whether the pain in these words was real pain or explicit words of love.
At least, the man standing at the door with his fingers pressed against the door, having difficulty making a decision whether to advance or retreat, didn't know at this moment.
In Fu Hong's mind, there was only a picture of unbearable sex.
So much so that no matter how he comforted himself in his heart, his whole body could not move.
There was just a door across the way, but his hands were shaking so much that he couldn't push the door open.
No, he was afraid to push away.
Once you push it away, you can no longer deceive yourself;
"Yangyang, are you comfortable?" The voice was high...
Ziyang bit her lip until blood dripped from her mouth. She closed her eyes in pain and opened and closed her lips twice, but she couldn't utter a single word.
Dong Zhuo's whole body was trembling slightly. He didn't dare to touch her. Even if he touched her skin, the blood vessels on her thighs would burst.
However, he also did not allow all of this to be wasted because of his soft heart.
"Dong Zhuo, I hate you, I really hate you..." Why did he force her so hard, why?!!!!!
He hates himself too.
I hate my own cowardice, I hate how I let her go in the first place, so that now, for the sake of another man, she even harms herself and refuses to let him touch her;
His hatred is no less than hers.
"If you want to hate, then hate. I said, you acted with me, but you didn't do well. The man standing outside the door now, I will send him to hell tonight; Yangyang, if hatred can make you feel better
A little bit, you can just hate me, I really hate myself too."