typeface
large
in
Small
Turn off the lights
Previous bookshelf directory Bookmark Next

Chapter six hundred and thirtieth

Seeing that He Zhenzhong still didn't respond, Jia Zi's face showed a look of joy uncontrollably. She held the chopsticks tightly in her right hand and then waved them fiercely. Baidu Search Awesome Literature Network

call.

A sharp wind sound sounded, and it struck He Zhenzhong in the face quickly and suddenly.

Snapped.

When her wrist was held, Jia Zi's expression immediately changed, but now that the situation was over, she could only fight to the death. She raised her left hand, spread her fingers, and fiercely grabbed He Zhenzhong with her remaining nails.

It's a pity that she is not even a child in front of He Zhenzhong, how can she be an opponent?

Snapped.

The left hand was also caught.

Jiazi was completely panicked. Her hands were clamped like iron pliers. She was feeling severe pain and couldn't break free at all.

He Zhenzhong didn't give the Japanese princess the slightest chance. He stretched out his right hand, opened his left hand, held the small hands, and then dragged his right hand.

Boom.

Jia Zi's body suddenly fell down and lay on the sofa. She kept struggling and kicked her feet randomly. She was completely panicked and angered this evil demon. She didn't know how he was going to torture her.

she.

He Zhenzhong didn't say anything, he just stood up slightly, raised his right foot, and pressed it on Jiazi's slender waist. Immediately, her randomly twisting body was fixed.

call.

Snapped.

A crisp sound rang out in the empty living room.

He Zhenzhong's big hand fell on Princess Jiazi's little buttocks, which was tightly wrapped by the short skirt.

It is soft, full of elasticity and feels very good.

The struggling Kako's body suddenly stiffened. She didn't expect that this damn Chinese would hit her like this. The burning pain in her little butt immediately made her feel a wave of humiliation. She was a member of the Japanese royal family.

Princess, this bastard dared to hit her in that place, damn it, damn it.

He slapped her down and saw that Jia Zi didn't struggle much anymore. He Zhenzhong curled his lips, saying that this Japanese woman had to be beaten. She would not feel comfortable without it.

call.

Snapped.

The good elasticity and excellent feel made He Zhenzhong subconsciously couldn't help but squeeze it hard.

"Yes." A low cry came out from Jiazi's throat, tears kept falling, and soon the sofa was shaken. She has grown up so well, is well-fed and well-respected, when has she ever received such a thing?

humiliation?

"I'm going to kill you, kill you." Jiazi kept shouting.

"You dare to yell?" He Zhenzhong's eyes widened, his right hand raised high, and he slapped it again.

Snapped.

"Um."

Although she clenched her teeth tightly, under the stimulation of pain, Jiazi couldn't help but hum in her throat, just like the hum of a kitten in spring.

"Say, you are wrong."

"Stop thinking and dreaming."

Snapped.

"Um."

Snapped.

As time went by, Jiazi let out intermittently painful whimpering sounds. At first, it was still full of unwillingness and humiliation, but later, something seemed to change, and there seemed to be a trace of pain mixed with it.

Feelings of charm and joy.

Jiazi's struggle was getting weaker and weaker. She lay there with an abnormal blush on her face. She felt that the palm of that damn guy seemed to have a strange magic power, making her butt go up.

The burning tingling feeling seemed to have changed and became a little more comfortable, accompanied by some numbness and itching.

She gritted her teeth tightly and raised her face to the sofa, but her face was already so red that it looked like it was about to drip. She was extremely frightened in her heart. She didn't know what was wrong with her.

Why does it feel like this?

The tears in her eyes were still glistening. This Japanese princess now hated herself to death. She even wished she could kill herself. She should obviously feel humiliated by being treated like this by this damn Chinese. Why would she?

Do you feel a sense of inexplicable happiness?

Snapped.

And every time the palm of his hand fell, a different feeling arose in He Zhenzhong's heart. The strong and elastic feel clearly poured into his heart from his hand, making him feel

Several times I stopped and couldn't help but squeeze it hard.

ยท

He even felt the aftertaste of the Japanese princess's little buttocks trembling under his hands. After feeling this, the strength of his hands unconsciously relaxed a little.

The elastic and tight cock ** stayed longer and longer.

However, the longer his palm stayed on that little butt, he could clearly feel the traces of her little underwear under her short skirt.

call.

With a sigh of relief, He Zhenzhong had to admit that this princess who is known as the most beautiful in the Japanese royal family does have her own merits. This little butt alone is top-notch. He believed that if this woman took off her skirt, she would be the best in the future.

I guess not many men can hold it back when they raise their buttocks.

His gaze slowly slid down, looking at the exposed round and slender feet. The tight flesh-colored ultra-thin stockings made her feet look even smoother, and He Zhenzhong couldn't help but think.

The urge to tear it open and touch the smooth skin.

"Do you still dare to make trouble?"

Seeing that Jia Zi didn't respond, He Zhenzhong slapped her again.

"No, no, I don't dare anymore." Jiazi's body trembled again, she gritted her teeth and shook her head gently. She was really afraid, not afraid of death, but afraid that her body's reaction would

Discovered by this damn devil.

She cried, crying hard. She never thought that one day, she would actually feel that damn feeling in the humiliation under the slap of an enemy. Could it be that she was the kind of person who liked to be abused?

A woman? No, definitely not. She grew up in a royal family and had never even had her little hand held by another boy. How could it be possible?

Seeing that Jia Zi gave in again, He Zhenzhong gave up and let go of her.

"When you've eaten and drank enough, and you've been beaten, go and wash the dishes."

Hearing He Zhenzhong's voice, Jiazi subconsciously held on, climbed up, turned around, took a look, her eyes widened again, "You devil, you will die badly."

Although she said that, Jiazi still got up. She was really afraid of He Zhenzhong now.

Happy reading every day


This chapter has been completed!
Previous Bookshelf directory Bookmark Next