Xia Houfengli's face, as the tears filled the air, slowly blurred into a shadow in her eyes, a blurry shadow that could not see the original appearance at all...
Jiang Nanyan's hands tightly grasped the red gauze curtain above her head. Due to excessive exertion, her finger bones had no trace of blood and were as pale as paper.
There is no way to tell whether I am crying because of the pain in my body or the pain in my heart.
Jiang Nanyan lay there numbly, forcing herself not to feel anything, so that the pain in her body was slightly relieved.[
However, she could not stop her heart from falling slowly, inch by inch, into the bottomless darkness along with Xia Houfengli's movements...
Jiang Nanyan's consciousness began to become blurry.
The severe pain gradually became dull as the body slowly adapted to the invasion of Xiahou Fengli and secreted nectar...
But her consciousness never regained clarity.
The man on his body continued to move.
Jiang Nanyan didn't even want to look at it.
She slowly closed her eyes, lying there like a broken doll, letting Xia Hou Fengli manipulate her...
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It's bright outside.
Jiang Nanyan didn't know what time it was now.
I could only vaguely feel that Xia Houfengli had already left.