When passion is burning in the room, the point between men and women is stretched to the limit, ready to explode at any moment.
Just then...unexpectedly, there was a rapid knock on the door.
"Girl? Girl, are you in there..."
Xia's father's anxious and worried voice could be heard.
The man's body tensed up, a certain one secretly screamed, and the master outside the door knocked on the door again.
She froze and immediately covered her mouth with her hands, not daring to make any sound. Nan Muli's body suddenly wanted to leave and stand up, and her eyes flashed coldly.
"Don't... they are the most important people to me." She was frightened in her heart, and she could see the murderous look in his eyes. She was so frightened that she hugged his waist tightly to prevent him from getting up. She no longer cared about the physical embarrassment, she couldn't let him face it.
Parents engage in harmful behaviors.
Looking at her pleading little face, he looked cold and selfless, and the tears glistening in her eyes made his heart suddenly tighten in the dark, and he hummed without moving.
At this moment, Xia Baoer was about to burst out of her voice, and her hanging heart finally breathed a sigh of relief.
The two of them overlapped each other in an extremely ambiguous manner. The quieter the atmosphere, the more heartbeats could not help but beat.
His lips were approaching, and his hands were burning with warmth on her body.
She wanted to resist but was afraid of making any noise and being noticed by her parents, so she could only stare angrily at him as he touched her with his hands.
Bad guy! She will never forgive him——
"Shake your head, are you awake? What happened?" The room was quiet, and Father Xia knocked lightly again worriedly.
Xia Baoer did not dare to speak out, fearing that her parents outside the door would get suspicious and rush in to check the room.
However, this man in her body deliberately wanted to go against her. The more depressed and panicked she became, the more unscrupulously he started to create hot spots on her body, touching down bit by bit with his big palm...
Her belly felt a little sore, because the naughty fingers were stirring, and it was as if a fire was slowly being ignited deep inside her. It was slow and torturous, as if there were thousands of ants biting her, and it was indescribably uncomfortable.
Her delicate body was trembling constantly, and she could only press her hands tightly to her mouth, and clenched her teeth, for fear of leaking any erotic sounds that shouldn't come out.
At this moment, he suddenly took her hand away.
With her eyes wide open in panic, Xia Baoer looked at him helplessly. The next second, his cool lips replaced her hands, blocking her suppressed moans. His hot tongue entered her mouth, and his cold lips were hot.
His tongue, the world of ice and fire stimulated her.
She couldn't scream, she felt her body was getting weird, her heart was burning hot, and she didn't know what to do to stop this uncomfortable feeling...
"It's really strange. I heard a noise just now. Is this girl talking in her sleep?" Xia's mother murmured to herself outside the door, and Xia's father beside her also whispered a few words.
Soon, the two also left quietly.
Just a few minutes made Xia Baoer feel as miserable as a century.
She stared at this hateful man coquettishly and resentfully, trying to push away his evil hands and close her legs. However, her whole body was weak and weak at the moment. She was not his opponent at all, and she had never been his opponent.
She only prayed that her parents would not be frightened by her when they returned after they left.
"Little thing, I don't want other men to touch you! So I want you to be completely mine!" His voice was firm!
Even if she yells and wants to hate him, hate him even more, and won't forgive him. He still wants her to become the warmth that only he can occupy!
"I... don't want it, I don't want it, I have no feelings for you at all, and I don't like you either. I don't want to be raped by a scary strange man... (Nv Qian)." His body was so hot, and that kind of hotness made her feel
Suddenly I felt hopeless and scared.
"If you want to hate, just hate! I don't care!"
Those wild and terrifying eyes stunned her. She struggled to push his little hand away and was suddenly grabbed, directly covering the hot hardness without warning.
"Ah..." She moaned in pain, and the hot foreign object in her palm frightened her so much that she almost screamed.
Having never eaten pork but also seen pigs, she knew that this thing was a man's...a man's weapon.
Her whole little face was as red as a red apple, and her white jade-like skin was stained by this situation, as if she had been thrown into boiling water and turned red.
The man roared and gasped and wouldn't let her go. She was so pitiful that she was about to cry without tears. She stared hard at him, secretly cursing him for all kinds of lewdness, shamelessness, and shamelessness!
God seemed to hear the poor little woman pleading in dire straits. Suddenly the light outside the door turned on.
She was overjoyed, and the look of salvation on her face stung the man pressing her.
The ecstatic Xia Baoer pricked up his ears and listened to the footsteps... which gradually became smaller and smaller, and his tense body was like a deflated rubber ball.
It turned out that he turned on the lights in the corridor for her so that she would not be afraid, and did not intend to break in.
The nerves stretched to the limit would be broken at any time according to his next move.
She opened her big, watery eyes and looked at him pitifully, silently begging him to let her go.
But the result of begging is often counterproductive. The man who has been separated from her for many days has seen her with other men several times, and she still stimulates and breaks his heart. Anger and fear of losing her have broken through his sanity.
How could he let her go so easily.
Her fear and low cries made him feel inexplicably angry, but everything tore her apart, just like a strong woman had done to her. His eyes were burning, guiding her to cover her hand again.
Enter that scary, high-spirited guy.
The angry guy was still waiting for her to release him, biting his lower lip, feeling ashamed and helpless, she closed her eyes and held it, forced to comfort him...
In the end, while he was breathing heavily, she couldn't hold back the unfamiliar tension and fear, and she actually fainted...
When I woke up from bed again, the sun had risen bright red.
The huddled human figure in the middle of the big bed moved, and the sheets were pulled open by a small white hand.
Xia Baoer opened her sleepy eyes, stretched lazily, and slowly sat up. Hmm... Why is her body so sore, especially her waist? Could it be that her menstrual period is coming?
She was so depressed that she was about to get up. Suddenly, she felt something was wrong. This was exactly the same as the symptoms of her menstrual period. Why did she feel that everything was so strange...
The brain, which is not yet fully awake, begins to recall relevant memories.
As she was thinking about it, she suddenly threw herself on the bed in shame and anger, covering herself with a sheet, and her little face under the sheet began to turn red...
Oh my God! Why does she have such a vivid memory? Why should she remember it so clearly... Obviously, it's just a dream.
How, how could it be true?
She suddenly turned her head and glanced around, only to find that there was no suspicious person in the room except her. She frowned and bit her lower lip.
No one? Does that mean it’s really just a...sexual dream?
She opened her eyes again like a thief, looking around the transparent room and found no clues.
The room remained as usual, as calm as if no one had ever visited it.
Really...last night was just a dream?
Sitting in a daze, the more she thought about the memory, the more real it became. This dream was too real! The hot and lingering feeling was clear and profound. Thinking of that embarrassing scene, her little face was so red that it started to bleed.
She stood up in confusion and walked to the bathroom. She stood in front of the mirror, with a pair of uncertain eyes, carefully examining her body to see if there was anything going on...
It didn't matter if she didn't look at it, she was startled when she saw it. What she saw reflected in the mirror was Zhang's shy, rosy, and charming face. Her watery eyes were shining brightly, and her red and swollen lips seemed to have a happy smile.
The traces after the pain.
What exactly is going on!
The slender white fingers slid down her smooth and plump forehead. She frowned, and her fingertips stayed between her eyebrows and slid across her straight and pretty nose. She was not sure, so she pressed her swollen lips with her fingers in a panic.
It was so obvious that it was obvious without any excuse. The red and swollen lips on the palm of the hand must have been baptized by someone's kisses to make them shine like rubies.
Her thoughts suddenly became confused. She looked down, scanning her slender body.
When I saw that my originally white and flawless skin now had obvious red marks on my neck, chest, lower abdomen and thighs.
Oh my god, last night...she turned around and stared wide-eyed. That scumbag, bastard! Even her back and buttocks were not spared, and they were also covered with red, purple and purple kisses...
...she couldn't help but moan.
All these red fruit evidences told her how she was thoroughly loved by a shameless person last night.
She moved nervously and breathed a sigh of relief.
Although the last line of defense has not been broken through yet, she feels that there is no difference...
She rubbed her forehead in annoyance and frowned tightly. She really couldn't figure out why.
What kind of trick is that man playing?
She disappears when she wants and appears when she wants. What does he think of her? Is the concubine who is waiting for his arrival still his exclusive toy pet?
The more I thought about it, the more annoyed I became, and my mind was very depressed and thinking about all sorts of things.
His leaving without saying goodbye made her sadness index rise again, and she was worried that he would come to torture her in such a mysterious way again at some point.
She stared angrily at the marks left by the man on her body, feeling an urge to kill someone. She tried her best to smile, and she expanded her chest and took a deep breath.
For a moment, the anger in his heart showed no sign of diminishing, and finally he could only turn his eyes away, turn on the faucet, and wash himself thoroughly from head to toe, not allowing any trace of his scent to remain on him.
damn it!
Clenching her fists and beating them angrily in the water, she let out a silent cry as if to vent her anger.
Nan Muli, you bastard, is it fun to play tricks on people like this?
When he got bored, he would come out and threaten her, a weak woman. Would he get an orgasm and feel a sense of accomplishment? She was even more irritated because she couldn't do anything to him! She was so angry and hateful!
Huh! She will never be a little sheep and let him lead her by the nose.
She wants to fight, she wants to resist!
After shouting loudly in my heart, my whole body suddenly became as dejected as a deflated ball.
Alas, if you think about it carefully, he is not only rich and powerful, but he is also mysterious and comes and goes without a trace. How is she going to fight? What is she going to fight with? I'm afraid she won't even know how she could be killed by him.
