In the pain, she felt that it was getting hotter and hotter, and her whole body felt like it was about to explode.
"Tell me, do you like this feeling, or do you like the feeling of hearing others call you princess?"
"You are silent because you are afraid that if you speak, you will make a sound that you don't even want to hear... But I allow you to shout out..."
"Stay quiet... Or do you want to be happy every night? You can say it yourself..."
Mo Qingshuang gritted her teeth and could barely see the blurry body, the unobstructed body, and could even vaguely feel a biting sneer on his face.[
"This is the only chance I'm giving you, do you really want to refuse to tell me?" The voice got closer and closer to me, and became more and more urgent, "Murong Qingshuang, don't regret it..."
It was like a hot wave was gushing out, and I felt something cold slipping down from the corner of my eyes. It seemed like tears.
After that, I felt a sense of relaxation and liberation.
She controlled this body that was not in perfect harmony, stretched out her hand but didn't know where it touched. When she opened her eyes again, she saw her hand slowly moving up his tight and strong chest.
I could clearly feel the stranger's heartbeat and a silent warning.
It was probably tears that made everything in front of me so blurry.
The hand reached his neck and slowly stopped.
This stinky man who dared to use force on her was still approaching her.
She gritted her teeth and gathered enough strength to raise her hand and slap her away.
However, his hand was pinched in mid-air, and the bones of his wrist were suddenly tightened, causing a heartbreaking pain.
That person seemed to have reached his side in an instant, his body without any barrier was pressed against his own, and while he was suffering from the ear disease, his laughter was cold and undisciplined, with a graceful elegance lingering around.
The sound was like an echo in an empty valley, with the feeling of coldness and dampness in a cave.
"Murong Qingshuang." His voice was extremely slow, with a tone and tone that were unfamiliar to her, accompanied by pressure from across the air, "You didn't want to attack me just now, did you?"
It was as if the dilated pupils were gradually converging, the hazy feeling gradually dissipated, and an alluring face slowly emerged from the mist.
She has a thin face, exquisite and perfect facial contours, and a strange charm between her eyebrows. Han Xing's smiling cold eyes locked onto her, and a light and charming smile appeared on her thin lips.
