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33. Chapter 33 His movements softened

She looked at him with wet eyes, his face was a little red, and his half-closed eyes seemed to be quenched, burning fiercely, as if he wanted to destroy her together.

I can't understand it, it's like a hungry and ferocious beast lives in my body.

She actually really wanted him to plunder and ravage her, as if she had swallowed a very powerful aphrodisiac and couldn't control herself.

She felt that she must be crazy, otherwise how could she have such shameless thoughts?

She was pushed down on the bed by him, his cold fingers tore off the clothes on her body, and his lips and tongue wildly and domineeringly kissed her delicate and trembling body.

The flames of desire were constantly igniting under his fingertips and lips and tongue.

But the fatal emptiness was spreading inside her body. She wanted to get more satisfaction, and she heard herself let out shameless moans.

Looking at her moist and blurred cat eyes with cold eyes, at the moment of fatal entanglement, he suddenly stopped.

Unsatisfied, she roared unbearably like a beast, twisted her smooth body, and rubbed against his heat.

His heavy long body pressed against her, suppressing her twisting and struggling delicate body, and her rapid breathing intertwined into ambiguous and charming vocal music in the air.

"Um...ah..." She became irritable, scratching bloody wounds on his body with her sharp nails, and kept moaning like a beast from her mouth.

He completely ignored the scratches on his body and just stared at her almost crazy black eyes with his deep and cold eyes.

After struggling for most of the night, the woman's body was already wet with sweat. She seemed to be tired, and the wild animal thoughts in her body slowly calmed down.

She looked at the man pressing on her, her blurred eyes had become clear, and she felt like she wanted to cry without tears.

The man looked at her regretful and embarrassed face and did not mock her. He just asked coldly: "It's stopped?"

Xiahou Huan'er wanted to smash herself to death with a piece of tofu. She pushed him away hard, pulled the quilt on the bed and wrapped herself up, huddled in the corner of the bed.

She was usually brazen and cheeky, occasionally acting like a gangster and teasing handsome guys, but what happened just now made her want to die from shame.

She couldn't believe that the shameless woman just now was herself. How could she become like this?

Dongfang Xing put on her clothes silently. After a long silence, she reached out to pull the quilt on her body.

"What are you doing, get out of here." Xiahou Huan'er felt a little defeated at this moment.

Dongfang Xingrui's eyes were half-squinted, his face was sinister and cold, and he forcefully pulled away the quilt from her body with his palms. The almost naked woman was immediately exposed to the air.

Xiahou Huan'er struggled and screamed, but she saw that he just took a clean towel and wiped the sweat from her body. His movements could not be called gentle, but they would not hurt her either.

She stopped and lay quietly on the bed without moving. After all, her whole body was exposed and touched by him. Who could show her pretentiousness?

Dongfang Xing wiped the sweat off her body, found a clean set of pajamas in the closet and helped her put them on. Even Xiao Nenei helped her put them on expressionlessly.

Finally, he helped her change her dressing. When he saw her brows furrowed, his movements softened.

Silence, weird as hell.

Xia Houhuan'er bit her lower lip, which was slightly red and swollen from his kiss, and choked with sobs: "I am no longer me, I can't control myself." She already vaguely knew that something must be controlling her inside her body.

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