Murong Xitian subconsciously wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes and put them into his mouth. They were salty and bitter.
Finally, he looked at her.
His eyes were misty and watery, but he could see the clarity behind them, as clean as a lotus flower emerging from the mud but unsullied.
Attracted by her innocent and childlike appearance, his heart skipped a beat and he kissed her delicate lips in a daze.
The elegance of primrose and the mellow aroma of honey.
His breathing was a little messy, and he subconsciously deepened the kiss.
After a moment, a clear sound suddenly came from the room: "Pa!"
After Xia Ziluo regained his breath, he slapped Murong Xitian hard in the face.
Five bright red finger marks suddenly appeared on his handsome face.
Murong Xitian raised his eyebrows in pain, the corners of his perfect lips suddenly raised, and he smiled sinisterly and evilly.
A chill suddenly shot up from Xia Ziluo's back, and she shuddered involuntarily.
Oops, she seems to have angered a lion.
"Did you enjoy the beating?" Murong Xitian's fingers slid ambiguously on her breasts, "Is it time for you to pay the due price for what you did?"
By the time she finished speaking, her lips had been occupied by him domineeringly.
The hotness exploded between her lips and teeth, and his tongue went straight in, entangled with her crazily.
His lips, which had never been invaded before, were ravaged by him and became extremely red and swollen, and a burning pain pierced the bottom of my heart.
Xia Ziluo's eyes widened in grievance - her first kiss and innocence were gone!
The unwillingness and humiliation turned into anger, which quickly condensed in Xia Ziluo's heart and exploded instantly!
She turned all her resentment into physical fists, which fell on Murong Xitian like raindrops, but he didn't even frown.
Finally, she was so exhausted that she no longer had the strength to struggle.
At this time, he let her go in an evil manner: "Why don't you fight? To play the role of a weak woman, the princess must be in the role well!"
Into the drama?
Did he think her struggle was a show?
Xia Ziluo glared at him fiercely, only to be treated even more brutally by him.
"Ah..." A sweet smell of blood instantly filled her entire mouth.
The shame and anger swelled with the pain, and Xia Ziluo's eyes ignited with fire!
Why should he humiliate her like this? Even if he is her nominal husband at this moment, he has no such right.
Rabbits will bite when cornered!
Xia Ziluo suddenly grabbed his silky long hair and pulled hard.
He immediately groaned in pain and was forced to stop plundering.
A pair of eyes looked at her sinisterly.
It’s over! Xia Ziluo’s head shrank.
He's such a pervert, he wouldn't treat it like an alternative boudoir, right?
Instead of feeling aggrieved like this, she might as well reach out and tell him that she is not his princess!
"I……"
As soon as Xia Ziluo opened his mouth, the other party grabbed his neck.
"Well..." Xia Ziluo struggled instinctively, trying to get relief from the suffocation.
However, the strength gradually dissipated from her fingertips, and the fear of death instantly filled her heart.
Is she going to die? But she hasn’t settled the score with him yet to demand her innocence!
The unwillingness turned into a crystal teardrop, overflowing from the bottom of the eyes, and slowly rolled down again...
And he was stunned again, dazzled by her tears.
The arm holding her throat slowly and unconsciously relaxed, and suddenly, he felt a little sting in his heart.
An indescribable emotion opened a hole for the hatred in his heart and crept in quietly.
"Ahem..." The moment he was rescued from the edge of death, Xia Ziluo breathed in big mouths, almost greedily.