She was about to touch her when a palm touched her forehead.
Su Shijie held her shoulder with one hand, with such strength that he wanted to crush her...
Chanel's eyelashes were wet and she looked at him with wide eyes in confusion.
"You ruined all my good fun!"
"..."
"Even if I see your face now, I feel sick."
Chanel's shoulders shook, her knees were numb, and she sat softly on the ground.
Su Shijie stood up fiercely, took a few steps forward past her, and pulled up his trousers.
What was he doing? Did he let her go after she shed a few tears? How could he lose to a woman so often...
Su Shijie's footsteps were frozen in place and he suddenly turned back to glare at her.
Chanel leaned on the edge of the bed in despair, and her shoulders were pressed by his big palm again. He lifted her arm and slapped her hard on the bed.
Chanel fell on the bed, and before she could react, Su Shijie's body pressed down heavily.
His hands pulled apart her skirt very ungently.
Chanel was forced to be pressed under him, and his neck was bitten by him.
Su Shijie's hands explored under her body and touched her. He was used to pleasing her first and making her feel.
Chanel closed her eyes tightly. His hands seemed to have electricity, and touching her would make her feel...
She hated her body, why should she listen to him? She didn't want to...
"You are indeed a born slut."
Su Shijie bit her earlobe and breathed into her ear.
So quickly, she was ready for him.
Chanel held his chest with her hands: "Su Shijie, I don't want it!"
Su Shijie's body paused. Did she say she didn't want him to coax her like before?
Su Shijie opened her legs, pulled off his trouser chain, and sneered evilly: "I don't think you are dirty, but you still pretend to be reserved?"
He entered her in a familiar position.
Chanel's body was completely open to him without any resistance.
What a well-trained body...
Tears began to well up in the corners of Chanel's eyes again, her lips were bitten by his lips and teeth, and he bit her painfully to vent his anger.
Why don't you want to dirty her?
Why should he please her first...he should be rough.
Su Shijie's eyes were fierce, but his movements were still measured, with one hand protecting her waist, and he advanced and retreated in a measured manner.
Chanel's body sank into the big bed, gently swaying, and the hospital bed swayed and made a sound.
Su Shijie kissed her messily with his lips, biting her from time to time... to punish her.
In a daze, Chanel seemed to have returned to the past, as if she was sleeping on the big bed in the Suzhai Winery...
She was all sensitive due to his teasing, her vision became blurred, and Su Shijie's handsome face was blurred in her eyes.
Su Shijie buried himself in her neck, and the scent of her body became more and more unbearable, and he indulged in her mist.
"Xin'er..."
His deep voice overflowed, as if he called her name out of habit every time, "Xin'er, Xin'er."
His lips became gentle and pressed against hers.
His broad palm held her little hand tightly and pressed it on his chest.
Chanel felt like she was pierced by thousands of arrows in an instant.
Su Shijie lifted her lower jaw in order to kiss her more deeply...the lips and teeth were deeply intertwined.
The two people seemed to be drawn close to each other in an instant.
Chanel was surrounded by his strong aura, sometimes in pain, sometimes forgetting everything, wandering along with his frequency...