When she woke up, she was lying on her bed, her back aching with cooling ointment. She moved to get up, and a cold voice sounded -
She denied it almost immediately, her face full of panic, she liked He Rui's thing. She has never told anyone, not even He Rui herself!
After telling himself this, He Qian brought up his usual cynical smile and said softly: "You said it yourself. You will agree to whatever I ask you to do. If there is even the slightest resistance, you will do it yourself." You know what the consequences will be. Don’t blame me for not reminding you. If I find out that you have another man in your heart before I get tired of playing with you, I will make you die. Do you hear me?”
An illusion, it must be an illusion!
"Well… "
"If you want the wound to open, just move around!"
"If you want the wound to open, just move around!"
Suddenly, an icy chill covered her back. Although the heating was on, she shivered violently at the touch.
He has long since lost his heart, so why should he feel distressed
"You actually begged me for him?!"
The murderer knew what mistakes he had made when he was convicted, but she, who had never done anything, had to bear his hatred and resentment for no reason. Is this fair
The murderer knew what mistakes he had made when he was convicted, but she, who had never done anything, had to bear his hatred and resentment for no reason. Is this fair
The weak look made him feel distressed for a moment.
Lips touching lips, tongues entwining, Yutong could hardly breathe. But he still pressed her tightly, biting her domineeringly, as if he wanted to vent his anger.
Falling back on the bed, she turned her face to look at the source of the sound, which was on the single sofa next to the bed. A man was sitting there smoking, and his nose smelled the smell of tobacco. The dryness of his throat and the pungent smell of smoke caused a violent cough.
"You have no right to order me!"
The pain caused tears to fall down one by one. She beat his shoulders with both hands and struggled desperately. She opened her mouth to ask him to let go, but she gave his tongue an opportunity to invade her.
The man didn't seem to notice her discomfort, and still smoked a cigarette and looked at her coldly. His violent coughing caused the wound on his back, making her gasp in pain.
The man raised his lips sarcastically, put out his cigarette, stood up and walked to the bed, admiring the painful expression on her face.
After telling himself this, He Qian brought up his usual cynical smile and said softly: "You said it yourself. You will agree to whatever I ask you to do. If there is even the slightest resistance, you will do it yourself." You know what the consequences will be. Don’t blame me for not reminding you. If I find out that you have another man in your heart before I get tired of playing with you, I will make you die. Do you hear me?”
Is this fair
Finally, when she was about to suffocate, he let her go. Looking down at her from a high position, her messy black hair was draped on the pure white pillow, reflecting her almost transparent little face, her eyelashes were wet with tears, and there were mottled tooth marks on her red lips.
The man didn't seem to notice her discomfort, and still smoked a cigarette and looked at her coldly. His violent coughing caused the wound on his back, making her gasp in pain.
Why does he know this and look so sure
"Oh, no? Do you want me to prove it to you here?"
Does he hate her so much
The man raised his lips sarcastically, put out his cigarette, stood up and walked to the bed, admiring the painful expression on her face.
When he was about to leave, Yutong finally couldn't help but ask: "What did I do wrong? Why did you do this to me?"
Lips touching lips, tongues entwining, Yutong could hardly breathe. But he still pressed her tightly, biting her domineeringly, as if he wanted to vent his anger.
Her eyes flashed slightly, she avoided his gaze and pretended to be calm: "I don't know what you are talking about."
He Qian's face immediately became gloomy, and his chest felt inexplicably tight. He turned over and pressed her on the bed. Without looking at her face that was twisted in pain, he lowered his head and kissed her hard.
"If you want the wound to open, just move around!"
Yutong was anxious and quickly pressed against his chest and said, "No!"
"Do you know it hurts?"
Is this fair
He has long since lost his heart, so why should he feel distressed
Hot air sprayed on her face, "Do you need me to teach you? As a plaything, you don't have the right to say no!"
He Qian's face immediately became gloomy, and his chest felt inexplicably tight. He turned over and pressed her on the bed. Without looking at her face that was twisted in pain, he lowered his head and kissed her hard.
When she woke up, she was lying on her bed, her back aching with cooling ointment. She moved to get up, and a cold voice sounded -
Why does he know this and look so sure
The mellow male voice was as gentle as whispering to a lover, but Yutong could hear the contempt and sarcasm in his tone. Not intending to pay attention to him, she turned her head away from him.
Yutong nodded weakly, tears still flowing. Being pressed against the back of the bed by him, the excruciating pain was only a thousandth of the pain in her heart as if someone had stabbed her with a knife.
"If you want the wound to open, just move around!"
He Qian smiled coldly and said cruelly: "When you die one day, you should ask your mother who went to hell and ask her what good things she has done, and you will understand!"
Suddenly, an icy chill covered her back. Although the heating was on, she shivered violently at the touch.
Suddenly, an icy chill covered her back. Although the heating was on, she shivered violently at the touch.
"Tsk tsk tsk, why are you so nervous? Tell me, how would he react if he knew about our relationship?"
It is undeniable that what he did really made her miserable and made her worse than death...
Her eyes flashed slightly, she avoided his gaze and pretended to be calm: "I don't know what you are talking about."
Shrinking his back, "Don't touch me!"
"Well… "
Do you hate her so much that you want to play with her body and torture her body and mind regardless of their blood relationship
A look of panic.
The weak look made him feel distressed for a moment.
He smiled evilly and was about to press towards her.
The pain made her face turn pale, and she gritted her teeth and struggled stubbornly.
In that situation, no one would believe her even if she denied it. Why would he think she was taking the blame
After telling himself this, He Qian brought up his usual cynical smile and said softly: "You said it yourself. You will agree to whatever I ask you to do. If there is even the slightest resistance, you will do it yourself." You know what the consequences will be. Don’t blame me for not reminding you. If I find out that you have another man in your heart before I get tired of playing with you, I will make you die. Do you hear me?”
Even though the two of them had slept together, she still felt uncomfortable being topless in front of him.
"Tsk tsk tsk, why are you so nervous? Tell me, how would he react if he knew about our relationship?"
He smiled evilly and was about to press towards her.
He smiled evilly and was about to press towards her.
The weak look made him feel distressed for a moment.
Her whole body was forcibly pulled up. Yutong frowned in pain and faced a face full of anger. Only then did she realize. He didn't wear glasses, and without his usual politeness, he looked like a demon that ate human flesh and bones.
Lips touching lips, tongues entwining, Yutong could hardly breathe. But he still pressed her tightly, biting her domineeringly, as if he wanted to vent his anger.
Even though the two of them had slept together, she still felt uncomfortable being topless in front of him.
"Oh? Are you afraid too?"
Feeling distressed
Her eyes flashed slightly, she avoided his gaze and pretended to be calm: "I don't know what you are talking about."
He has long since lost his heart, so why should he feel distressed
Does he hate her so much
"You have no right to order me!"
A look of panic.
"If you want the wound to open, just move around!"
It is undeniable that what he did really made her miserable and made her worse than death...
"You actually begged me for him?!"
Yutong was anxious and quickly pressed against his chest and said, "No!"
After telling himself this, He Qian brought up his usual cynical smile and said softly: "You said it yourself. You will agree to whatever I ask you to do. If there is even the slightest resistance, you will do it yourself." You know what the consequences will be. Don’t blame me for not reminding you. If I find out that you have another man in your heart before I get tired of playing with you, I will make you die. Do you hear me?”
He smiled evilly and was about to press towards her.
Falling back on the bed, she turned her face to look at the source of the sound, which was on the single sofa next to the bed. A man was sitting there smoking, and his nose smelled the smell of tobacco. The dryness of his throat and the pungent smell of smoke caused a violent cough.
Hot air sprayed on her face, "Do you need me to teach you? As a plaything, you don't have the right to say no!"
He Qian's face immediately became gloomy, and his chest felt inexplicably tight. He turned over and pressed her on the bed. Without looking at her face that was twisted in pain, he lowered his head and kissed her hard.
The mellow male voice was as gentle as whispering to a lover, but Yutong could hear the contempt and sarcasm in his tone. Not intending to pay attention to him, she turned her head away from him.
Her eyes flashed slightly, she avoided his gaze and pretended to be calm: "I don't know what you are talking about."
Is this fair
"I'm not a plaything!"
"Oh, no? Do you want me to prove it to you here?"
An illusion, it must be an illusion!
The man raised his lips sarcastically, put out his cigarette, stood up and walked to the bed, admiring the painful expression on her face.
Shrinking his back, "Don't touch me!"
The pain made her face turn pale, and she gritted her teeth and struggled stubbornly.
"Oh? Are you afraid too?"
When he was about to leave, Yutong finally couldn't help but ask: "What did I do wrong? Why did you do this to me?"
Falling back on the bed, she turned her face to look at the source of the sound, which was on the single sofa next to the bed. A man was sitting there smoking, and his nose smelled the smell of tobacco. The dryness of his throat and the pungent smell of smoke caused a violent cough.
"Oh, no? Do you want me to prove it to you here?"
Hot air sprayed on her face, "Do you need me to teach you? As a plaything, you don't have the right to say no!"
The mellow male voice was as gentle as whispering to a lover, but Yutong could hear the contempt and sarcasm in his tone. Not intending to pay attention to him, she turned her head away from him.
She didn't understand what she had done wrong, why did he do this to her
The mellow male voice was as gentle as whispering to a lover, but Yutong could hear the contempt and sarcasm in his tone. Not intending to pay attention to him, she turned her head away from him.
Her eyes flashed slightly, she avoided his gaze and pretended to be calm: "I don't know what you are talking about."
He smiled evilly and was about to press towards her.
She didn't understand what she had done wrong, why did he do this to her
He has long since lost his heart, so why should he feel distressed
A look of panic.
Finally, when she was about to suffocate, he let her go. Looking down at her from a high position, her messy black hair was draped on the pure white pillow, reflecting her almost transparent little face, her eyelashes were wet with tears, and there were mottled tooth marks on her red lips.
"Do you know it hurts?"
Yutong was anxious and quickly pressed against his chest and said, "No!"
Do you hate her so much that you want to play with her body and torture her body and mind regardless of their blood relationship
He clamped her chin, narrowed his eyes and said coldly: "Why aren't you afraid when you take the blame for others?"
"If you want the wound to open, just move around!"
He smiled evilly and was about to press towards her.
Finally, when she was about to suffocate, he let her go. Looking down at her from a high position, her messy black hair was draped on the pure white pillow, reflecting her almost transparent little face, her eyelashes were wet with tears, and there were mottled tooth marks on her red lips.
A look of panic.
Suddenly, an icy chill covered her back. Although the heating was on, she shivered violently at the touch.
Does he hate her so much
"Just be tougher with your mouth! Do you think I don't know your little thoughts? Do you think I can't see that you like He Rui?"
Her eyes flashed slightly, she avoided his gaze and pretended to be calm: "I don't know what you are talking about."
Falling back on the bed, she turned her face to look at the source of the sound, which was on the single sofa next to the bed. A man was sitting there smoking, and his nose smelled the smell of tobacco. The dryness of his throat and the pungent smell of smoke caused a violent cough.
"Well… "
The mellow male voice was as gentle as whispering to a lover, but Yutong could hear the contempt and sarcasm in his tone. Not intending to pay attention to him, she turned her head away from him.
"Oh? Are you afraid too?"
Hot air sprayed on her face, "Do you need me to teach you? As a plaything, you don't have the right to say no!"
"You have no right to order me!"
He clamped her chin, narrowed his eyes and said coldly: "Why aren't you afraid when you take the blame for others?"
The man didn't seem to notice her discomfort, and still smoked a cigarette and looked at her coldly. His violent coughing caused the wound on his back, making her gasp in pain.
Finally, when she was about to suffocate, he let her go. Looking down at her from a high position, her messy black hair was draped on the pure white pillow, reflecting her almost transparent little face, her eyelashes were wet with tears, and there were mottled tooth marks on her red lips.
Yutong was anxious and quickly pressed against his chest and said, "No!"
Her eyes flashed slightly, she avoided his gaze and pretended to be calm: "I don't know what you are talking about."
Do you hate her so much that you want to play with her body and torture her body and mind regardless of their blood relationship
"Oh, no? Do you want me to prove it to you here?"
Does he hate her so much
The man didn't seem to notice her discomfort, and still smoked a cigarette and looked at her coldly. His violent coughing caused the wound on his back, making her gasp in pain.
Even though the two of them had slept together, she still felt uncomfortable being topless in front of him.
"Do you know it hurts?"
"If you want the wound to open, just move around!"
But he began to panic in his heart. How did he know that she was taking the blame
Even though the two of them had slept together, she still felt uncomfortable being topless in front of him.
She denied it almost immediately, her face full of panic, she liked He Rui's thing. She has never told anyone, not even He Rui herself!
Finally, when she was about to suffocate, he let her go. Looking down at her from a high position, her messy black hair was draped on the pure white pillow, reflecting her almost transparent little face, her eyelashes were wet with tears, and there were mottled tooth marks on her red lips.
The weak look made him feel distressed for a moment.
He smiled evilly and was about to press towards her.
In that situation, no one would believe her even if she denied it. Why would he think she was taking the blame
An illusion, it must be an illusion!
"You're talking nonsense, I don't like him!"
The weak look made him feel distressed for a moment.
"Just be tougher with your mouth! Do you think I don't know your little thoughts? Do you think I can't see that you like He Rui?"
"Just be tougher with your mouth! Do you think I don't know your little thoughts? Do you think I can't see that you like He Rui?"
Finally, when she was about to suffocate, he let her go. Looking down at her from a high position, her messy black hair was draped on the pure white pillow, reflecting her almost transparent little face, her eyelashes were wet with tears, and there were mottled tooth marks on her red lips.
The man didn't seem to notice her discomfort, and still smoked a cigarette and looked at her coldly. His violent coughing caused the wound on his back, making her gasp in pain.
"You're talking nonsense, I don't like him!"
He clamped her chin, narrowed his eyes and said coldly: "Why aren't you afraid when you take the blame for others?"
Hot air sprayed on her face, "Do you need me to teach you? As a plaything, you don't have the right to say no!"
The pain made her face turn pale, and she gritted her teeth and struggled stubbornly.
She denied it almost immediately, her face full of panic, she liked He Rui's thing. She has never told anyone, not even He Rui herself!
Does he hate her so much
The pain made her face turn pale, and she gritted her teeth and struggled stubbornly.
The pain caused tears to fall down one by one. She beat his shoulders with both hands and struggled desperately. She opened her mouth to ask him to let go, but she gave his tongue an opportunity to invade her.
Why does he know this and look so sure
"Do you know it hurts?"
He has long since lost his heart, so why should he feel distressed
"Oh? Are you afraid too?"
Lips touching lips, tongues entwining, Yutong could hardly breathe. But he still pressed her tightly, biting her domineeringly, as if he wanted to vent his anger.
Lips touching lips, tongues entwining, Yutong could hardly breathe. But he still pressed her tightly, biting her domineeringly, as if he wanted to vent his anger.
He Qian's face immediately became gloomy, and his chest felt inexplicably tight. He turned over and pressed her on the bed. Without looking at her face that was twisted in pain, he lowered his head and kissed her hard.
"Tsk tsk tsk, why are you so nervous? Tell me, how would he react if he knew about our relationship?"
In that situation, no one would believe her even if she denied it. Why would he think she was taking the blame
"No! Don't tell him! I beg you, don't tell him!"
Suddenly, an icy chill covered her back. Although the heating was on, she shivered violently at the touch.
"Just be tougher with your mouth! Do you think I don't know your little thoughts? Do you think I can't see that you like He Rui?"
"You actually begged me for him?!"
She didn't understand what she had done wrong, why did he do this to her
She didn't understand what she had done wrong, why did he do this to her
"No! Don't tell him! I beg you, don't tell him!"
Does he hate her so much
He smiled evilly and was about to press towards her.
The man raised his lips sarcastically, put out his cigarette, stood up and walked to the bed, admiring the painful expression on her face.
The weak look made him feel distressed for a moment.
She grabbed his sleeve and begged, with tears in her eyes, "As long as you promise not to tell others about us, I will do whatever you ask me to do. I beg you..."
He clamped her chin, narrowed his eyes and said coldly: "Why aren't you afraid when you take the blame for others?"
She grabbed his sleeve and begged, with tears in her eyes, "As long as you promise not to tell others about us, I will do whatever you ask me to do. I beg you..."
Falling back on the bed, she turned her face to look at the source of the sound, which was on the single sofa next to the bed. A man was sitting there smoking, and his nose smelled the smell of tobacco. The dryness of his throat and the pungent smell of smoke caused a violent cough.
Finally, when she was about to suffocate, he let her go. Looking down at her from a high position, her messy black hair was draped on the pure white pillow, reflecting her almost transparent little face, her eyelashes were wet with tears, and there were mottled tooth marks on her red lips.
The murderer knew what mistakes he had made when he was convicted, but she, who had never done anything, had to bear his hatred and resentment for no reason. Is this fair
"If you want the wound to open, just move around!"
"You actually begged me for him?!"
She didn't understand what she had done wrong, why did he do this to her
But he began to panic in his heart. How did he know that she was taking the blame
Why does he know this and look so sure
Falling back on the bed, she turned her face to look at the source of the sound, which was on the single sofa next to the bed. A man was sitting there smoking, and his nose smelled the smell of tobacco. The dryness of his throat and the pungent smell of smoke caused a violent cough.
Hot air sprayed on her face, "Do you need me to teach you? As a plaything, you don't have the right to say no!"
He Qian's face immediately became gloomy, and his chest felt inexplicably tight. He turned over and pressed her on the bed. Without looking at her face that was twisted in pain, he lowered his head and kissed her hard.
"Oh, no? Do you want me to prove it to you here?"
"No! Don't tell him! I beg you, don't tell him!"
He smiled evilly and was about to press towards her.
Yutong was anxious and quickly pressed against his chest and said, "No!"
Her whole body was forcibly pulled up. Yutong frowned in pain and faced a face full of anger. Only then did she realize. He didn't wear glasses, and without his usual politeness, he looked like a demon that ate human flesh and bones.
"Well… "
Does he hate her so much
Why does he know this and look so sure
He smiled evilly and was about to press towards her.
In that situation, no one would believe her even if she denied it. Why would he think she was taking the blame
The pain caused tears to fall down one by one. She beat his shoulders with both hands and struggled desperately. She opened her mouth to ask him to let go, but she gave his tongue an opportunity to invade her.
Lips touching lips, tongues entwining, Yutong could hardly breathe. But he still pressed her tightly, biting her domineeringly, as if he wanted to vent his anger.
The man didn't seem to notice her discomfort, and still smoked a cigarette and looked at her coldly. His violent coughing caused the wound on his back, making her gasp in pain.
"Oh? Are you afraid too?"
He clamped her chin, narrowed his eyes and said coldly: "Why aren't you afraid when you take the blame for others?"
She grabbed his sleeve and begged, with tears in her eyes, "As long as you promise not to tell others about us, I will do whatever you ask me to do. I beg you..."
Suddenly, an icy chill covered her back. Although the heating was on, she shivered violently at the touch.
Lips touching lips, tongues entwining, Yutong could hardly breathe. But he still pressed her tightly, biting her domineeringly, as if he wanted to vent his anger.
He Qian's face immediately became gloomy, and his chest felt inexplicably tight. He turned over and pressed her on the bed. Without looking at her face that was twisted in pain, he lowered his head and kissed her hard.
"You have no right to order me!"
Finally, when she was about to suffocate, he let her go. Looking down at her from a high position, her messy black hair was draped on the pure white pillow, reflecting her almost transparent little face, her eyelashes were wet with tears, and there were mottled tooth marks on her red lips.
"Oh? Are you afraid too?"
Feeling distressed
"Oh, no? Do you want me to prove it to you here?"
Does he hate her so much
Does he hate her so much
The weak look made him feel distressed for a moment.
The mellow male voice was as gentle as whispering to a lover, but Yutong could hear the contempt and sarcasm in his tone. Not intending to pay attention to him, she turned her head away from him.
A look of panic.
"If you want the wound to open, just move around!"
Feeling distressed
Falling back on the bed, she turned her face to look at the source of the sound, which was on the single sofa next to the bed. A man was sitting there smoking, and his nose smelled the smell of tobacco. The dryness of his throat and the pungent smell of smoke caused a violent cough.
Her eyes flashed slightly, she avoided his gaze and pretended to be calm: "I don't know what you are talking about."
"If you want the wound to open, just move around!"
"You actually begged me for him?!"
Falling back on the bed, she turned her face to look at the source of the sound, which was on the single sofa next to the bed. A man was sitting there smoking, and his nose smelled the smell of tobacco. The dryness of his throat and the pungent smell of smoke caused a violent cough.
Why does he know this and look so sure
He has long since lost his heart, so why should he feel distressed
An illusion, it must be an illusion!
"You actually begged me for him?!"
She grabbed his sleeve and begged, with tears in her eyes, "As long as you promise not to tell others about us, I will do whatever you ask me to do. I beg you..."
But he began to panic in his heart. How did he know that she was taking the blame
An illusion, it must be an illusion!
Her whole body was forcibly pulled up. Yutong frowned in pain and faced a face full of anger. Only then did she realize. He didn't wear glasses, and without his usual politeness, he looked like a demon that ate human flesh and bones.
"Tsk tsk tsk, why are you so nervous? Tell me, how would he react if he knew about our relationship?"
"Well… "
Falling back on the bed, she turned her face to look at the source of the sound, which was on the single sofa next to the bed. A man was sitting there smoking, and his nose smelled the smell of tobacco. The dryness of his throat and the pungent smell of smoke caused a violent cough.
After telling himself this, He Qian brought up his usual cynical smile and said softly: "You said it yourself. You will agree to whatever I ask you to do. If there is even the slightest resistance, you will do it yourself." You know what the consequences will be. Don’t blame me for not reminding you. If I find out that you have another man in your heart before I get tired of playing with you, I will make you die. Do you hear me?”
"You're talking nonsense, I don't like him!"
She denied it almost immediately, her face full of panic, she liked He Rui's thing. She has never told anyone, not even He Rui herself!
The weak look made him feel distressed for a moment.
An illusion, it must be an illusion!
"You're talking nonsense, I don't like him!"
Yutong nodded weakly, tears still flowing. Being pressed against the back of the bed by him, the excruciating pain was only a thousandth of the pain in her heart as if someone had stabbed her with a knife.
In that situation, no one would believe her even if she denied it. Why would he think she was taking the blame
He Qian smiled coldly and said cruelly: "When you die one day, you should ask your mother who went to hell and ask her what good things she has done, and you will understand!"
He Qian's face immediately became gloomy, and his chest felt inexplicably tight. He turned over and pressed her on the bed. Without looking at her face that was twisted in pain, he lowered his head and kissed her hard.
She didn't understand what she had done wrong, why did he do this to her
Finally, when she was about to suffocate, he let her go. Looking down at her from a high position, her messy black hair was draped on the pure white pillow, reflecting her almost transparent little face, her eyelashes were wet with tears, and there were mottled tooth marks on her red lips.
When she woke up, she was lying on her bed, her back aching with cooling ointment. She moved to get up, and a cold voice sounded -
Feeling distressed
Does he hate her so much
It is undeniable that what he did really made her miserable and made her worse than death...
"Oh, no? Do you want me to prove it to you here?"
She grabbed his sleeve and begged, with tears in her eyes, "As long as you promise not to tell others about us, I will do whatever you ask me to do. I beg you..."
Finally, when she was about to suffocate, he let her go. Looking down at her from a high position, her messy black hair was draped on the pure white pillow, reflecting her almost transparent little face, her eyelashes were wet with tears, and there were mottled tooth marks on her red lips.
Do you hate her so much that you want to play with her body and torture her body and mind regardless of their blood relationship
An illusion, it must be an illusion!
He clamped her chin, narrowed his eyes and said coldly: "Why aren't you afraid when you take the blame for others?"
It is undeniable that what he did really made her miserable and made her worse than death...
"You actually begged me for him?!"
She grabbed his sleeve and begged, with tears in her eyes, "As long as you promise not to tell others about us, I will do whatever you ask me to do. I beg you..."
The weak look made him feel distressed for a moment.
Why does he know this and look so sure
The murderer knew what mistakes he had made when he was convicted, but she, who had never done anything, had to bear his hatred and resentment for no reason. Is this fair
He has long since lost his heart, so why should he feel distressed
He has long since lost his heart, so why should he feel distressed
When she woke up, she was lying on her bed, her back aching with cooling ointment. She moved to get up, and a cold voice sounded -
The weak look made him feel distressed for a moment.
"I'm not a plaything!"
Yutong nodded weakly, tears still flowing. Being pressed against the back of the bed by him, the excruciating pain was only a thousandth of the pain in her heart as if someone had stabbed her with a knife.
"No! Don't tell him! I beg you, don't tell him!"
Is this fair
Is this fair
Her whole body was forcibly pulled up. Yutong frowned in pain and faced a face full of anger. Only then did she realize. He didn't wear glasses, and without his usual politeness, he looked like a demon that ate human flesh and bones.
When he was about to leave, Yutong finally couldn't help but ask: "What did I do wrong? Why did you do this to me?"
When he was about to leave, Yutong finally couldn't help but ask: "What did I do wrong? Why did you do this to me?"
The pain caused tears to fall down one by one. She beat his shoulders with both hands and struggled desperately. She opened her mouth to ask him to let go, but she gave his tongue an opportunity to invade her.
The man didn't seem to notice her discomfort, and still smoked a cigarette and looked at her coldly. His violent coughing caused the wound on his back, making her gasp in pain.
A look of panic.
Yutong was anxious and quickly pressed against his chest and said, "No!"
"No! Don't tell him! I beg you, don't tell him!"
Hot air sprayed on her face, "Do you need me to teach you? As a plaything, you don't have the right to say no!"
He Qian smiled coldly and said cruelly: "When you die one day, you should ask your mother who went to hell and ask her what good things she has done, and you will understand!"
Suddenly, an icy chill covered her back. Although the heating was on, she shivered violently at the touch.
Why does he know this and look so sure
Is this fair
The murderer knew what mistakes he had made when he was convicted, but she, who had never done anything, had to bear his hatred and resentment for no reason. Is this fair
"If you want the wound to open, just move around!"
She didn't understand what she had done wrong, why did he do this to her
Yutong was anxious and quickly pressed against his chest and said, "No!"
After telling himself this, He Qian brought up his usual cynical smile and said softly: "You said it yourself. You will agree to whatever I ask you to do. If there is even the slightest resistance, you will do it yourself." You know what the consequences will be. Don’t blame me for not reminding you. If I find out that you have another man in your heart before I get tired of playing with you, I will make you die. Do you hear me?”