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.
Her heart was trembling violently.
She couldn't understand it, it was like a hungry and ferocious beast lived in her body, swallowing up her reason, directing her brain to do some things that she couldn't accept.
Looking at the man in front of her, she felt a very strong impulse.
She felt that she must be crazy, otherwise how could she have such shameless thoughts?
He held her body firmly, motionless.
The restlessness in her body became more and more intense, causing her to gradually lose her sanity.
"Ah..." She became irritable, her sharp nails scratched bloody wounds on his body, and she 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.
It was as if the person being arrested was not him and it was of no consequence.
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 hugging her tightly, her blurred eyes had become clear. Thinking of the crazy behavior just now, she felt like crying without tears.
The man looked at her regretful and embarrassed face and did not mock her. He just asked coldly: "It's stopped?"
His tone was very cold and did not make her feel embarrassed, but she felt deeply ashamed.
At this moment, she wanted to kill herself with a piece of tofu. She pushed him away hard, pulled the quilt on the bed to wrap herself up, and 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 it, how could she become like this?
Dongfang Xing gathered 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, and the 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. She had been looked at and touched by him anyway, so 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. He even helped her put on her panties without expression.
Xiahou Huan'er simply pulled the quilt and covered her face, so she was too embarrassed to see anyone.
Finally, he helped her change her dressing. When he saw her brows furrowed, his movements softened.
Dongfang Xing put down what he was doing, pulled the quilt away from her face, and frowned when he saw her red cheeks.
Silence, this is so weird.
Xiahou Huan'er bit her lower lip, which was a little 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 there must be something inside her controlling her, otherwise she wouldn't be so abnormal.
Dongfang Xing helped bandage her wound. Seeing her rare vulnerability, the softest part of his heart was touched. He reached out and touched the top of her head.
Although the voice was cold, it was a rare comfort: "It's not your fault, I will get through it." Will I get through it?
Xiahou Huan'er was immediately frightened. She grabbed his arm and asked, "You know, right? Tell me, what's wrong with me?"
