Lowering his head and smelling the fragrance of her body, he questioned, but the meaning was unclear.
His eyes were like lightning, scanning her white and tender body one by one, patrolling carefully, as if he wanted to find some evidence of crime on her body. There were green, purple or red marks on her body, all of which were left by him.
He was always fierce in bed, preferring her gentle, charming and delicate body, and would always leave traces of possession on her body without knowing the importance.
Wherever his gaze went, her skin felt hot. She couldn't bear to see herself lying naked and being observed by him. This made her feel that she was too humiliated, too low, and seemed to be inferior to
"Prostitutes" are even worse!
So, as a crystal teardrop slipped down, she cried softly. "Turn off the lights!...Turn off the lights!..."[
He seemed not to have heard of it, as if there was something unknown that made his heart harden. He sobbed with her, vigorously turned over her body, and inspected her smooth back as sharply as a goshawk.
back.
He didn't find anything that shouldn't exist in her body, so his face looked a little better. In this posture, he took her deeply from behind.
"Well--"
She groaned lowly, her sobs stuck in her throat, and she almost choked.
The man's hot body instantly covered the tender body. He lowered his head and hummed against her small ear: "You belong to me now, don't let me see you with other men again."
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She tensed up instantly, causing him to groan muffledly, and his breathing became heavier. Half pressing her, he reached out to untie the belt that bound her hands.
Her hands were free, but she couldn't resist. She could only hold on to the pillow and endure his wild intrusion.
His movements were very fierce, and every move seemed to be venting something. Her face was almost wet with tears, but she didn't see any kindness from him...
The clouds and rain stopped, and it was rare that she didn't faint in the fierce wave of sex. The room was filled with moist heat, which was the sweat evaporating from each other's bodies, and a faint...
There was the smell of alcohol, and that unique smell after love. Her body was sticky and felt particularly uncomfortable. She half-squinted her eyes, breathing heavily, bearing his half-pressing weight.
He calmed his breathing, and his loud gasps hit her ears. Afraid of crushing her, he turned over and got off her.
She moved, enduring the pain all over her body, turned half sideways, and curled up slightly, hunched over like a shrimp. Her shocking black hair was messy, covering her semi-wet face and the corners of her eyes.
Tears are still hanging on them, slowly drying in the heat, revealing a hint of withering after being crushed...
Different from the bustle before, the room suddenly became quiet, which made people feel a little at a loss. You could hear each other's breathing clearly, one after another, one was long and the other was short, but you didn't know who was echoing whom!
The soft bed moved, and he got up from the bed and walked to the bathroom. After a while, the light in the bathroom came on, and there was the sound of running water. It must be that he was washing.
She slowly brought her hand to her mouth, turned it into a fist, and blocked her lips, allowing herself to cry a little indulgently when he was not around. However, these choked sobs could only be blocked in her throat and could not
Make a sound...
Soon, the sound of water stopped, and he walked out. She blinked desperately, pushing back the tears, breathing more and more slowly, as if she didn't exist. She thought he would sleep next to her, and then he would
Let tonight go by now, but he bent down slightly and picked her up. She struggled uncontrollably, weakly, but resolutely.
He ignored her, carried her into the bathroom, and put her into the bathtub with water already on the side. He also followed her in and wiped her up.
She dodged. "I'll do it myself!"
But he turned a deaf ear.
After a great battle, her body was so soft that she didn't have much strength at all. In front of this monster-like man with strong physical strength, she had no use at all. She could only watch her body being destroyed.
He manipulated and fiddled with it.[
After washing, he roughly wiped her with a towel, carried her back to bed, and then started rummaging for something on the bedside.
She was already nestled in the quilt, but he pulled her hands out from under the thin quilt. A cool and slightly tingling feeling came from her wrists. She finally couldn't hold it back and opened her eyes, only to see him.
She was carefully smearing her wrists with ointment. Although the belt was tied for a short time, because she kept trying to break free, there were inevitable scratches on the wrists of both hands.
His tenderness at this moment and his fierceness before were simply as different as heaven and earth!
The warm light shone on his face, completely melting away his previous violence. She blinked, her nose became sore, and she admitted that she couldn't see through him. Maybe, there was no need to see through him, because,
Her interaction with him had originally ended in these few days, and after this week, she should leave.
My heart seems to be relieved when I think about this one-week period, but instead it feels an inexplicable pain.
She sniffed, and he noticed it. He raised his eyes to look at her, and the pair of dark eyes on his handsome and angry face were unusually deep.
"I don't like you being with other men. Don't make me angry again in the future!"
The hoarse voice was tainted with a touch of tenderness. Under the already beautiful dim yellow light, there was a kind of silent comfort, or it could be said to be a taste of concession, which made her grievances suddenly flow out like a flood.
, one cry after another, as if heartbreaking.
"I didn't...I didn't want to pay attention to him...but...I thought he was sent by you to take me back...I got in the car...later I found out it wasn't...but I couldn't get out of the car...I said I wanted to
Back to the hotel... But I was hungry again... He took me to eat... I ate desperately... I wanted to come back early... Then I met you..."
Tears fell from the corners of her eyes like dropped pearls. She felt that she was really embarrassed like this, so she stretched out her white palms and immediately covered her eyes.
The surging emotions and overwhelming grievances could not stop her tears and sobs. The beautiful bedside lamp, which was already dim, hit her thin face, white and shed tears, which made people sad.
She was so moved! But she happened to cover her eyes that were constantly slipping with tears, so that he wouldn't see them. She saw tears streaming down her white and tender hands from time to time. This kind of vulnerability was to the extreme, but she just couldn't bear it.
The stubbornness that others see is simply heart-breaking.
Rong Ling sighed lowly, put down the ointment, turned off the bedside lamp, got on the bed, and hugged her into his arms. He forcefully pulled down the hand that covered her tears, and accurately captured her in the darkness.
He reached her eyes, kissed her gently, and kissed away her tears bit by bit.
"Go to sleep... I know everything... I don't blame you, just go to sleep..."
This made Lin Meng feel a little better. His warm and affectionate behavior also slightly soothed the pain in her heart. He kissed her lightly, and she slowly stopped crying. Before falling asleep, there was still a faint echo in her ears.
Singing his hoarse and soft moan——
"Go to sleep...go to sleep..."
It was like the comfort of her parents, like a lullaby before going to bed, one after another, but she had never experienced it before. Suddenly, her heart felt soft and a little full, and all the grievances seemed to disappear...
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ps: Regarding the heroine’s character, use softness to overcome strength and slowly grow into a model! ^_^