He actually pinched her waist until it was bruised...
Huangfulian's eyes flickered slightly and came between Mi Luo's legs.
Not only was the wet spot still bearing the traces she had left behind, but even the delicate petals were slightly red and swollen with blood. Her legs were still stained with the dried blood of her first night...
It can be seen how rude his actions last night were.[
Huangfulian looked intently at the evidence of strong passion that she had concocted one after another, and her thick black eyebrows also wrinkled tighter and tighter.
Last night he just mistook Mi Luo for Jiang Nanyan, and he didn't forget those memories.
He remembered how he coaxed Mi Luo to open her legs for him, and how forcefully he penetrated her body. He also remembered the feeling of ecstasy when he encountered obstacles, and refused to quit, insisting on rushing in...
He still remembered Mi Luo's ecstasy begging for mercy when he hit her crazily, and her soul-stirring scream when she climbed to the extreme peak...
Huangfulian remembers all this...
But, he always thought it was a dream.
A wonderful and exciting dream...
Unexpectedly... he actually experienced all that, and even mistook the maid as Jiang Nanyan...
Thinking of Jiang Nanyan and what she saw in the stone chamber, Huangfulian's eyes dimmed again.