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130. Little thing, do you want to murder me?

And she is like his new toy.

A one-month bet is simply not tenable.

No matter how hard she tried or how hard she tried, he could never remain interested in her. He just wanted to tease her.

Just like a ferocious animal treats its own food, it is obvious that it is in the mouth, but it is just to see her struggling and trying to survive under the tiger's claws.

Seeing her humiliated look, Nangong Ze felt great pleasure.[

At this time, Mo Xier struggled hard.

It's no use at all.

He saw through her reaction. This woman's self-esteem seemed to be extremely strong. If it was extremely strong, why didn't she love herself? Why would she do anything for money, even agree to a bet?

Since she agreed to his bet, she would also agree to other men's money.

Her sister Mo Qian'er's disease is a very expensive disease. They are orphans, without parents, and without inheritance. However, they have been living in a private hospital run by his Nangong family for the past two years.

Inside the ward.

It belongs to his family. Of course he knows how expensive it is to be hospitalized there. Even an ordinary ward is several times more expensive than an ordinary hospital ward, and even the medicine is much more expensive than any hospital.

How can she sustain such expensive hospitalization and medical expenses just by doing that damn job as a reporter?

Only a ghost can believe it!

Holding her hand tightly, she couldn't move at all.

Mo Xier's strength was simply not enough for him to come, not to mention what happened just now had almost exhausted all her strength. Her body was still in a state of excitement and had not yet recovered.

She wanted to kick him away with her feet, but he saw through her attempt, grabbed her feet with his other hand, and spread her legs fiercely.

Then his hot hardness pressed against her softness mercilessly, and he thrust forward and pushed in hard.

It was as if the body had been torn apart by something.

Mo Xier let out a cry of pain, and tears welled up unsatisfactorily. It hurt, it hurt.

The pain is like being torn apart.

Nangongze didn't expect that her softness would be so tight, so tight that it made him feel extremely happy. As a result, he ignored her pain and only thought that she was just pretending.

Therefore, he ignored her pain at all. He had never experienced such a tight feeling before. He no longer cared about the so-called bet and just wanted to gallop fiercely inside her body, sprinting wildly and wantonly.

Xier screamed in pain: "Nangongze, let me go, don't... don't use such force..."

I twisted my body, trying to avoid his wild and domineering thrust.[

But her twisting gave him greater pleasure. The tight and delicate softness wrapped around his hardness, coupled with her screams, gave him great pleasure and excitement.

He bowed his head, bit her lips, sucked in her sweetness, and violently tortured her body.

Wave after wave of sprinting, thrusting hard.

Xi'er's tears were streaming down her face, but she couldn't scream. She could only whine, trying to avoid his lips and the damn pain.

But everything, like overwhelming, cannot be avoided at all, not at all.

The man plundered her body at will, no matter how many times, and stopped for a while. After she thought it was over, he started a new round of demands like crazy.


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