On the bed, their bodies were tightly intertwined, inseparable...
Xia Houfeng hugged Jiang Nanyan tightly and refused to let go, like a ferocious beast holding on to the prey it had finally hunted...
After a short rest, Xiahou Fengli started to stir again.
This time, he turned around with her in his arms, changed his position, knelt on the bed instead, entered her again, and continued the wonderful rhythm just now... [
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At the same time, inside the stone room.
Huangfulian leaned weakly against the cold stone wall, her expression despairing, as if she had just returned from purgatory.
His hands were hanging weakly on both sides of his body, blood dripping from them.
There were dried blood stains everywhere on the walls and floor of the stone room...
Anyone who sees this situation will have a shocking feeling, thinking that this is a murder scene...
However, Huangfulian, who was at the "murder scene", didn't care about this at all. She just slowly slumped down against the cold wall like a wounded beast that had lost its partner.
He bent one knee, lowered his head, and put his hands feebly on his knees, motionless, letting the bright red blood flow out from the wound, forming a small red stream, dripping from between his fingers...