Xiang Yutian said viciously, ravaging her lips, running his hand down the plumpness of her chest, pausing on her flat belly, his fingertips wandering ambiguously, and finally stopped at the edge of her sweatpants.
…
"Okay, I won't leave."
Jiang Weiyi surrendered and was out of breath from exhaustion.
There would be no good outcome in a head-on confrontation with a beast. She gave up and they could not communicate normally.
"Really?" The anger in Xiang Yutian's eyes softened slightly.
"Yes." Jiang Weiwei said, "You can get up now."
Xiang Yutian stared at her doubtfully and left her. Jiang Weiwei raised his hands, ready to let him untie the belt.
The next second, she was suddenly pushed down by Xiang Yutian. She didn't expect to resist.
By the time she reacted, Xiang Yutian had stripped her of all her clothes off. Xiang Yutian kissed her lips, pressed her white shoulders with one hand, and his body sank suddenly...
"pain……"
Jiang Weiwei cried out.
Since being hospitalized, Xiang Yutian has not touched her body again. She was not prepared at all, so he took her by force without much foreplay.
"It doesn't hurt."
Xiang Yutian kissed her face, and his voice suddenly softened and moved slowly, "It will be fine soon, Miaomiao, be good."
What a good guy.
Jiang Weiwei was still struggling, but after thinking about it he gave up.
Is there any difference between doing it one more time and doing it one less time? She is not pure and innocent, so why insist on...
Seeing that she was not struggling, Xiang Yutian thought that she had adapted well, so he couldn't help but increase his movements and kissed her on the lips, causing her lips to swell slightly...
An unprecedented satisfaction spread through his body.
He finally got her.
His insignificance.
This was completely different from the feeling of possessing her before. He found her and got her...
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Under the soft and warm quilt, Jiang Weiwei was naked and held in Xiang Yutian's arms.
She raised her hand and touched her collarbone, neck, and face. She didn't need to look at it to know that there were many kiss marks from Xiang Yutian on them, which were dazzlingly imprinted on her skin.
She was raped by Xiang Yutian again.
The balance in her heart was tilting again, and her hatred rose again...
"Don't anger me in the future. Anyone can leave me, but you can't."
Xiang Yutian turned his head and pressed a gentle kiss on her forehead. His eyes fell on the hickeys and some light bruises on her collarbone, feeling a little distressed, "Does it hurt?"
His hand stroked her collarbone.
"You will know if it hurts if you try it." Jiang Weiwei said coldly.
"Welcome." Xiang Yutian is waiting to be tortured.
"..." Jiang Weiwei was speechless, "Perverted."
She scolded him, but Xiang Yutian was not angry. He turned to look at the decoration in the room, and his eyes fell on the cold food on the bedside table.
Suddenly, he saw a photo on the cabinet.
Xiang Yutian stretched out his hand from the quilt and took the photo frame.
The photo is Jiang Weiwei's alone photo. She is wearing a white T-shirt, washed blue jeans, and a baseball cap. She smiles lightly at the camera, her eyes slightly curved, and she is full of youth. 19
Around the age of 10 years old.
There is a string of bells hanging around her waist, and the purple tassel rope is the only bright color in the entire photo.
Xiang Yutian took out his hand from Jiang Yiyi's and slowly traced the photo with his fingertips, his eyes showing tenderness. He had missed many years of her life.