He got up a bit, no longer putting his weight on her, and he did withdraw as she said.
Chi Huan just sat up with difficulty, reaching out to grab a piece of clothing and put it randomly on her body, at least to cover a little bit, but before her hand could touch the corner of the clothing, she automatically moved away.
Because the man picked her up from the sofa.
Chi Huan was stunned. She didn't even realize what he wanted to do for a moment. In her mind, it was already over.
She grabbed his clothes and stared with red eyes, "What else do you want to do?"
Mo Shiqian carried her into the bedroom, his thin lips pursed into a straight line, and his handsome face was very unhappy, even gloomy enough to drip.
With him like this, Chi Huan not only hates him, but also has more fear and fear.
She could also see that he was very unhappy. She really didn't know how he, a tormentor, aggressor and rapist, had the right to show such an unhappy expression.
"Mo Shiqian, put me down, put me down, I told you to put me down, do you hear me?"
The bedroom door was originally closed, but he kicked it open.
This action made the woman in his arms tremble again.
He finally realized that he still wanted to continue.
She was placed on the bed, and the man's body followed closely, and a piece of the double bed sank in the middle.
Without saying a word, he kissed her jawline. When she reached out to push him, he held both of her wrists with one hand and pressed them above her head. His thin lips rolled over her neck, shoulders, and collarbone.
Chi Huan is very sensitive, so sensitive that his whole body is trembling.
Those kisses all had the flavor of immersion in them, savoring them every inch.
"Mo Shiqian, let me go!"
"I will kill you. Kill me if you can, otherwise I will kill you tomorrow!"
When he wanted to hit him and grab his hand, he was restrained. When he wanted to kick him, he was too far away. Chi Huan had no choice but to attack him verbally. Obviously, this unnecessary threat had no effect on him.
It even deepened the scale of his violation.
"no, do not want… "
Her wrist was held in the palm of the man's hand. She kept trying to break free, but he held her tightly.
"Mo Shiqian... please don't..."
Her low sobs were like a cat's meow in Mo Shiqian's ears. The tone was pitiful, but it was too appealing to the man's heart. Mo Shiqian let go of the hand that restrained her.
Before Chi Huan could push him, he was turned over and forced to lie on his back.
Dense kisses followed and fell on her shoulders and back.
Kissing and kissing, he kissed her jaw again, and then returned to her lips, forcing her to intertwine. This was even more unbearable for Chi Huan than when he kissed her shoulders. Her mind was blank, and she wanted to kill herself. Curl up into a shrimp.
The night is long, like a dark corridor with no end in sight.
The whole night, Chi Huan's ears were filled with the sound of heavy rain outside the window, the deep or low breathing of men, and... her own uncontrollable screams.
All the senses are overwhelmed by the man, ups and downs, unable to control himself, everything is controlled.
… …
Chi Huan was suddenly woken up in the morning. When the sky was just beginning to light up, he suddenly opened his eyes.
Her face was facing the uncurtained glass, and she could see the gray face outside, as if she could feel the coolness just by looking at it.
In an instant, she breathed a sigh of relief, feeling like she had woken up from a nightmare, and raised her hand to hold her eyebrow, thinking tiredly about how she could have such a ridiculous dream.
Before her fingertips even touched the corners of her eyebrows, she froze.
The black cuffs were too long, covering the back of her hands and covering her fingers.
Obviously, it wasn't her own clothes.
Chi Huan's pupils dilated, and a thunder exploded in her mind. The scenes from last night passed through her mind like a horse. While she was still confused, she sat up.
The man sleeping next to her sat up before her.
Chi Huan looked at him, and all the blood in his body froze at that second.
Mo Shiqian looked down at her, his short black hair a little messy, his still handsome face, and his dark eyes. After a while, he slowly spoke, with a hoarse voice and a deep voice, "I'm sorry."
These three words completely broke Chi Huan's already tense nerves.
Without any hesitation, she raised her hand and slapped him over.
"Snapped."
The man did not dodge or avoid the slap.
Chi Huan looked at his expressionless face, his breathing became more and more rapid, and the rise and fall of his chest became more and more violent. He picked up a pillow nearby and threw it at his face.
There was no way to vent her hatred at this time, and she hit him several times desperately, but it had no effect at all. Even if she stabbed him with a knife now, it might not have any effect.
Instead, her tears burst out uncontrollably, and her vision became blurred.
"Mo Shiqian, you..." She gasped, unable to even utter curse words because of too much gnashing of teeth and hatred. She bit her lip and sobbed, her shoulders shaking.
She always gave people the impression of being petite, but now her shoulders were hidden in the man's too-large shirt, making her look thin, desperate and helpless.
The man's Adam's apple rolled up and his voice became hoarse, "I'm sorry."
Chi Huan bent one leg, lowered her head and rested her forehead on her knees. Her long hair like seaweed covered her face full of tears. She seemed not to want to scold him or question him anymore, or she didn't have the strength to scold him and question him. , she didn’t understand why this happened suddenly.
Moreover, this person was still Mo Shiqian, and she didn't even have the strength to ask why.
The world is extremely quiet in the early morning, and there is only the woman's low and uninterrupted sobs in the bedroom.
Mo Shiqian stared at the top of her hair for a while. He didn't know how much time had passed. He lifted the quilt, got out of bed, picked up the trousers that were thrown to the ground, and put them on.
He wanted to put on his clothes again, but after searching for a few seconds, he found that his clothes were on the naked woman's body.
He had never seen Chi Huan look so sad.
He knew that this was not only because she had been raped and lost her virginity, not only because today was her wedding, but also because the aggressor was him.
From the first time he approached her, he knew that she had very little trust in the world. A teenage girl didn't even trust her own parents. She started making money very early and moved out to live alone very early.
Over the years, their lives seemed to have no intersection, but she was completely unguarded against him. She probably never thought that he would hurt her.
Chi Huan didn't know how long she cried. She cried until she had no strength, and then she gradually stopped.
The man in the room didn't make any sound except getting out of bed, picking up his clothes and putting them on.
But she also knew that he hadn't left.