What made her most ashamed was that she actually felt happy and satisfied in the arms of this beast.
When she thought of this, she felt ashamed and angry.
"Are you going to suffocate yourself to death?"
Just when she was almost suffocating, the quilt she was holding tightly was pulled away, and the devil's voice rang in her ears again.
"Get out! Get out! I don't want to see you, get out!"
She didn't raise her head and pointed randomly.
She didn't want to see anyone now, especially this demon next to her.
What she didn't expect was that the devil actually left obediently.
The pressure suddenly disappeared. She raised her head blankly and looked around. Only then did she realize that she had left the red wedding room, and she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
She didn't even dare to think about what happened last night. As soon as she thought about it, she wanted to die.
There was a boxy carriage here, and the carriage was speeding on the road. No wonder she felt jolting.
She lowered her head and found that she was wearing close-fitting underwear. She was not naked, but the skin exposed outside the clothes had spots and marks.
Especially the bursts of pain in her body reminded her that what happened last night was not a dream, but really happened.
Her eyes fell on her left arm, and she found that the bright red blood-like Gonggong sand had disappeared. Her arm was white and smooth, with skin as smooth as gel, but it made her feel angry and ashamed again.
"Mochuan, Mochuan." Her fingers involuntarily touched the scar with the word "chuan", and big tears rolled down her eyes.
"It would be great if the person last night was you." She closed her eyes and whispered choked up.
For so long, she had been holding back tears, not in front of Chu Shaoyang, not in front of that devil man, because she didn't want to show weakness in front of them.
But when she was alone, the grievances, sadness, humiliation and regrets in her heart came like a tide. No matter how strong she was, she was still just a girl. She also needed a strong embrace to rely on. She also wanted someone. It comforts her to have someone with her, she is already too tired.
But despite this, she still did not cry loudly, but closed her eyes and shed tears silently.
She was immersed in endless sadness and did not hear any strange movement around her. She did not know that at some point, the masked man returned to the car and was looking at her silently.
She was crying silently like a child, and the man's face behind the mask couldn't help but be moved.
He slowly knelt down beside her, opened his arms and pulled her into his arms, holding her tightly, stroking her hair with one hand.
"Don't cry." He said in a low voice.
Sure enough, she stopped crying and looked up from his arms. Her tearful eyes were quickly filled with anger.
"Beast, let me go." She bit his hand like a little beast.
She was working very hard, as if she wanted to vent all her anger and hatred, and her mouth was quickly filled with the taste of blood.
The man didn't move and allowed her to bite him. He didn't seem to feel any pain, and his other hand was always stroking her hair slowly.
She slowly let go of her teeth, and her angry face gradually returned to calm.
"Let me go." She said coldly.