Su Cen couldn't help but have red circles in her eyes. At this moment, she realized that Shen Mohan was a devil, a real devil!
That feeling of emptiness made Su Cen unspeakably irritable. She sobbed and lay on his shoulder, biting him hard!
After all, Shen Mohan couldn't bear to see Su Cen like this, so he immediately picked her up, pressed her under him, and entered her from behind.
They are both adults. From the moment they bit each other, the passion in their hearts has led them into an abyss of eternal destruction from which they cannot extricate themselves.
Shen Mohan's muffled hum was like the drumbeat of a soldier going out to war. Every sound and breath made Su Cen tremble so hard that he couldn't help himself, feeling like he was about to drown in his passion.
However, under the dim light, the thought of those red scratch marks all over his back was like poisonous thorns, making Su Cen feel upset.
Why did he come to her so forcefully with the traces left on him by others? Didn't that woman feed him all day long?
Su Cen closed his eyes tightly. He didn't want to face it, and he also didn't want to think about it.
Suddenly, the churning feeling in her stomach came over again, and she fell down on the bed to retching before she could push Shen Mohan away.
Not wanting the turbid smell after vomiting to spread into her clean room, Su Cen held back the things that were about to rush up her throat, gritted her teeth, and forced herself to hold back.
Shen Mohan stopped, his face flushed with passion, and his deep eyes filled with sadness.
He understood what she was thinking at the moment, but why didn't she ask?
Those marks on his body were deliberately left for her to see. He just wanted to see her reaction. I don’t know who said that when a woman is jealous, a man will feel a sense of accomplishment.
"What's wrong? Do you feel sick to your stomach?"
Su Cen did not turn his face or open his mouth. He shook his head gently, fearing that he would spit out his words if he opened his mouth, so he frowned.
Shen Mohan was still in her body, maintaining the previous actions forcefully.
Su Cen wiped the corners of her mouth with her small hand, turned around and put her hands around his waist, as if she had completed a certain task that had to be completed. She hoped that this movement could end soon.
Shen Mohan's eyes darkened, and he pushed himself in with force, and Su Cen's body shook violently.
The muscle lines on his body were very beautiful, but there was no softness at all. His two arms held her tightly, and Su Cen immediately felt pain as if his whole body was falling apart.
Frowning, he endured his plunder. It was originally a tender cannibal game, but now it is more like attacking a city and plundering territory with hatred...
A man's cruelty, a man's cruelty, are now exposed from his nature.
When Shen Mohan turned over and fell off his horse, a trace of loneliness rolled down his face along with sweat. She clearly saw these traces on his body, but she didn't say a word.
Doesn't she care?
I could only feel the temperature of her body, but I couldn't feel her heart.
Shen Mohan turned her over again unwillingly, tightly sealed her eyes with long black eyelashes with his lips, and pried open her charming almond eyes with the tip of his tongue.
"Why don't you dare to look at me? We are husband and wife, how can you be so shy?" There was a gentle smile at the corner of his mouth, and his tone was dark and low.
At certain times, he felt that he would always lose to this cruel woman in terms of momentum, and would be defeated every time by her calm and indifferent eyes.