"What do you want to do?" Yan Zhui'er stepped back further,
Xia Houyu also followed, pressing back step by step.
Every time you take a step back, you get closer to the bed behind you.
Keep reminding yourself that you can’t retreat anymore, [
However, my feet still moved backward uncontrollably.
"What do I think this king wants to do? We are husband and wife, what do you think we should do?" Xia Houyu asked, pressing step by step.
"How do I know, don't come over again? I haven't had a tryst with anyone, let alone Hongxing. Why don't you let me go out... That, no, I said, if I say that I will never dare to do it again
, will you let me go?" Yan Zhonghu suddenly realized something and looked at Xia Houyu approaching step by step with a look of horror.
Could it be that he wanted to cook the rice before it was raw?
Although their relationship is husband and wife, it is only in name and not real.
She didn't want her innocence to be ruined by something inexplicable.
"It's too late. I don't want to let you go now." As soon as he finished speaking, Xia Houyu pushed Yan Zhui'er onto the bed.
"No, don't be like this. We have something to discuss, why don't we go outside and have a good talk?" Oops, we're on the wall, there's no way out, and suddenly I feel like crying.
"Come here." The closer Yan Zhui'er got to the bed, the darker Xia Houyu's face looked.
"don't want."
"Damn it."
Xia Houyu had a serious face and wanted to pull Yan Zhui'er out.
As a result, the two of them started to pull each other.
entangled.
tear!
The sound of something being torn.
One piece, two pieces!
Yan Zhui'er stopped and looked at the clothes on her body, one by one, falling away.
The rags also fell off piece by piece, and a sense of humiliation surged into my heart, [
Tears were like broken rain, falling down with a crash.