When his eyes fell on her snow-white skin hidden under the water, Gong Shaoming felt another wave of heat surge through his body, rushing straight to his forehead!
"No, it hurts..."
Discovering the desire in Gong Shaoming's eyes, An Moran couldn't help but beg for mercy.
I'm afraid from the bottom of my heart that he will do it again...
Gong Shaoming's tough movements were startled because of her soft moan. He took a deep breath and slowly let go of An Moran.
He stood up from the bathtub without any consciousness of being naked and unsightly. He stepped out of the bathtub carelessly, walked with his tall body under the shower faucet, stretched out his hand and twisted it.
He let the cold water fall straight from the top of his head. It took him a while to suppress the burning desire in his body.
He pulled the towel and wrapped it around his perfect waist, then turned to look at An Moran, who was huddled by the bathtub, "I'll wait for you outside, you still have half an hour."
After saying that, the stalwart body turned around, opened the bathroom door and stepped out.
An Moran in the bathhouse watched his tall body disappear before his eyes, his suppressed emotions finally collapsed, and he burst into tears.
For a long time, An Moran, who had been gritting his teeth to prevent himself from crying, finally calmed down.
I stared blankly at the rippling water surface. The clear water surface seemed to be floating with crystals. They were dazzling under the light, but they could not shine into my gloomy and desperate heart.
Her aunt is dead, her child is gone, and all the pain is worse than if Gong Shaoming is still alive. As long as he is still alive, it is the greatest luck. What else can she be dissatisfied with?
She is satisfied...
A charming smile appeared at the corner of An Moran's mouth, extremely beautiful, but full of despair, and she slowly sank into the pool...
Shaoming, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry...
If I died like this, would the hatred in your heart be less?
*****
Just when Gong Shaoming was worried that An Moran would commit suicide in the bathroom and was about to push the door in, the bathroom door suddenly opened——
An Moran was standing at the door in a white bathrobe, her long hair was wet with water droplets, and her beautiful face was pale and bloodless. The moment she raised her head to look at Gong Shaoming, her pupils suddenly shrank.
"You are very punctual. You didn't waste a minute."
Half an hour is just right, neither too early nor too late.
Gong Shaoming, who was originally worried about whether she would commit suicide, felt relieved when he saw An Moran appear safe and sound, but reflexively spoke sarcastically.
An Moran, who was already pale, turned even uglier after hearing his words. His slender body was like a weak willow supporting the wind, and he might fall down at any time, so he gritted his teeth to prevent himself from falling.
Enduring the pain in his body, he walked step by step towards the clothes placed beside the bed.
The dress he had just sent was torn to pieces by himself. If she guessed correctly, Gong Shaoming should have asked the servant to prepare it again. He had made up his mind to accompany him to the banquet.
maid……
Something suddenly flashed in An Moran's mind, and he looked in panic at the place where the two maids had been shot and fell to the ground.
But the room had already been tidied up. Not only were the two corpses gone, but even the skirt she had torn apart just now was gone...
Everything was as clean as if it had never happened, it was just a nightmare she had!
But the more this happened, the more frightened she became.
With such a neat processing speed, I guess this is not the first time he has killed someone at will...
*****
PS: I recommend the new book "Billionaires: The Young Master Plays to Pamper His Little Wife" by my good gay friend Cherry Pepper, it's very interesting!
