Douyong 3 Zhuang Nuanchen's brows were almost twisted into twine, and he stared at him displeased, "Are you kidding me?"

"How can I? I'm just telling you, you have to have a begging attitude when asking for help, right?" Jiang Moyuan smiled softly, his eyebrows full of gentleness.

She wanted to bite his throat.

Seeing that she still looked like a hedgehog refusing to admit defeat, the smile on Jiang Moyuan's lips became even brighter, he shook his head with pretense of regret, lowered his head and was about to continue——

"Hey-" Zhuang Nuanchen quickly put his hand on his chest and looked at him while panting.

He stared with a smile.

Zhuang Nuanchen always felt like a deer being thrown to the ground by a hungry tiger, but she actually had to make the final negotiation with the hungry tiger. She became the bottom of the food chain, and he was the top of the food chain.

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After a while, she had to compromise, lowered her long eyelashes, and said in a low voice, "Husband, I want it."

A smile exploded in the depths of Jiang Moyuan's pupils and spread across his thin lips. He looked down at her for a few seconds and then suddenly let go of her.

Zhuang Nuanchen raised his eyes and looked at him, thinking it was his misunderstanding. Did he really let him go?

After seeing that he did stand up, she subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.

She stood up from the bed, but when she just stood up, the man suddenly reached out and grabbed her arms!

Zhuang Nuanchen screamed in shock, but before she could catch her breath, she was pushed to the bed violently. Then the man turned her body over with her back to him. He also pressed down and held her slender body with one hand.

waist, and pulled open her bathrobe with the other hand.

"Jiang Moyuan, you villain, you went back on your word!" She shouted angrily, but at this moment, her body felt trembling heat at the touch of the man's hot breath, damn it.

"It's what you said you wanted. I'm your husband, so why am I willing to see you holding it back and feeling uncomfortable, huh?" Jiang Moyuan seemed to be deliberately punishing her for being misbehaved, biting and kissing her exposed skin a little fiercely.

"You said that women always say what they mean in bed!" She only felt her skin ache.

The smile in Jiang Moyuan's eyes turned into evil and messy, "How do I know if you are telling the truth? I will do whatever you say."

"You -" Zhuang Nuanchen struggled to break away and glared at him, "You are despicable and shameful! You just promised to let me go!"

"Oh, there is one more thing I forgot to teach you." Jiang Moyuan lowered his handsome face and rubbed his face gently in her ear, "What a man says in bed is even more unreliable than what a woman says in bed."

"You bastard!" Zhuang Nuanchen was furious. When he let go, he grabbed the pillow and smashed it at him.

How heavy can a pillow be?

In fact, it sent feathers flying all over the sky!

But it still had some effect. Jiang Moyuan dodged and she took the opportunity to get to the bedside like a mermaid, throwing the pillow in her hand at him.

The white feathers flew all over the sky.

She stood to the side in a messy look, her long hair like seaweed spread over a pure white bathrobe, tightly wrapped in the bathrobe, staring angrily at Jiang Moyuan not far away.

The scattered feathers were very light, and there was a warm air current floating in the air. It was dancing around for a while, which was really beautiful.

She was among them, and a few feathers touched her hair and fell to the ground lightly.

The scenery is very charming.

She was like an angel who fell into hell unintentionally. During the confrontation with Satan, his wings were removed by the devil, and she could no longer fly into the sky. These feathers in the sky were the victims of her wings.

Jiang Moyuan stepped forward and wanted to catch her.

This time she learned the lesson shrewdly. She quickly grabbed the quilt and threw it at him, then another pillow, the ornaments on the bed...

Jiang Moyuan ducked neatly.

Zhuang Nuanchen simply picked up a few books placed beside the bed and threw them at him one by one.

Jiang Moyuan was able to dodge very quickly.

When he dodged the last book and smashed it against the wall, Zhuang Nuanchen had already retreated to the door of the room. Seeing that there was nothing left in his hand, he hurriedly opened the door and ran out.

Jiang Moyuan couldn't help but laugh when he saw her fleeing figure, but he quickly chased after her. She forgot that men are hunting animals and are naturally interested in conquering. For him, the more

The more interested he is in the little things that are escaping, the more successful he will be in conquering them.

Zhuang Nuanchen ran out barefoot, but when she turned around, she saw that he had followed him out. Her eyes widened with fright, and then she opened the door in a panic and entered a room. When she came in, she was dumbfounded. It was his usual gym.

He turned his heels and was about to reach out to open the door, but the door was pushed open silently by the man...

"Ah..." She whispered subconsciously and took two steps back.

She quickly looked around to see if she could find any self-defense tools. Unfortunately, the surroundings were surrounded by large fitness equipment. She couldn't just lift a treadmill and hit him like a superman, could she?

Jiang Mo was half leaning on the door frame, his hands folded leisurely around his chest, looking at her leisurely, not in a hurry to step forward, but instead enjoying her panic like a black panther teasing its prey.

"Nuan Nuan, do we need to make our wedding night look like a small crime scene?" He couldn't help but chuckle.

Zhuang Nuanchen saw that he was blocking the door and it was definitely impossible to get out. When his eyes touched the barbell rack on the side, he was suddenly pleasantly surprised and hurriedly ran over.

Jiang Moyuan saw her purpose and shook his head helplessly with a chuckle.

The one on top was the lightest, so she reached out to pick it up, but who knew——

Can't pick it up with one hand.

So, two hands...

It was very difficult for her to hold the lightest barbell that Jiang Moyuan usually used with both hands, let alone use it as a self-defense weapon.

"Put it down. All the fitness equipment here is heavier than you. You are as light as a rabbit." Jiang Moyuan said and walked towards her.

"Don't come over here!" Zhuang Nuanchen struggled to hold the barbell and held it tightly in front of his chest.

After Jiang Mo saw the situation, he pretended to be serious and said, "How many times have I told you, you should exercise more, but it's not too late now, baby, let me teach you."

"You, what are you going to do?" When Zhuang Nuanchen saw him taking out an elastic bandage from somewhere, his alarm went off, and the hairs all over his body stood on end.

"Which piece of fitness equipment should I teach you?" Jiang Moyuan pretended to think, and the smile on his lips became even more evil. As he spoke, he quickly rushed forward and grabbed her.

She immediately wanted to attack.

But he pressed the barbell between her hands with one hand, snatched it away easily, and threw it away casually, causing the barbell to roll to the corner.

"Little one, I can't allow you to be naughty anymore. Why don't you waste more time and beautiful scenery?" He lowered his voice and whispered in her ear, and then tightly wrapped his two wrists with his big hands, pulling and pushing her.

Arriving in front of the large treadmill.

"How about this? Do you like it?"

Zhuang Nuanchen didn't know what he was going to do, so he struggled desperately, and even opened his mouth and bit the man's thick arm.

However, the man seemed to show no sign of letting go.

She looked up at him and saw him frowning and staring at her, with unknown darkness in his eyes, and her heart was frightened. Then her body was pushed directly onto the running belt by the man.

"No--"

The man's big hand pressed her whole body against the screen in front of the treadmill operating panel very hard. She had to bend down slightly. Jiang Moyuan's smile behind him became even brighter. He took the bandage and tied her two wrists directly, and then smoothly

He walked through the curvature of the operating panel and circled it several times. In this way, she was tightly tied to the treadmill and fixed to the screen above. There was zero possibility of breaking free unless the entire operating panel and the treadmill were connected.

The screen was all destroyed.

"Jiang Moyuan, you bitch!" She yelled angrily, her upper body had to press against the operating panel, her back to him, almost forming an oblique angle of 120 degrees with the ground, her back and buttocks were so

He was honestly taken into his eyes.

"Don't worry, the treadmill is powered off. I won't let you have a marathon-like lovemaking. How can I bear it?" Jiang Moyuan stood behind her, one arm on the operating panel, and the other on hers.

He slowly moved his waist to her lower abdomen, and with a pull of his fingers, the bathrobe on her body fell apart...

"Let me go!" Zhuang Nuanchen said weakly, but the displeasure and anger in his eyes did not diminish at all.

Jiang Moyuan raised his hand and opened his bathrobe, as if caressing a famous porcelain-white vessel.

"I just discovered that this angle is just right." He lowered his cheek and chuckled in her ear, "You might as well give it a try. I think you will feel me more deeply this way."

Zhuang Nuanchen shook his head desperately, "You can't do this to me, you can't..."

"Silly girl, I love you." Jiang Moyuan lowered his head and murmured softly, as if full of love, "On your wedding night, as your husband, of course I must give you the most extreme love. Only in this way can your life be meaningful.

Isn't it?"

"Jiang Moyuan, what's the point of forcing you to come?" Such a gesture made her angry and ashamed. If possible, she really wanted to turn around and slap him hard.

"Then you can only give it a try. My dear, you see how confused you are."

Zhuang Nuanchen saw his miserable appearance in the floor-length mirror nearby, and his face became hot and red.

Seeing the shyness in her eyes with satisfaction, he smiled extremely brightly. The beautiful eyes that were lowered due to shyness exuded an amazing charm. The mist-filled eyes were full of grievances, and the delicate chin was squeezed by his fingers.

red.

Her eyes were red, and she felt wronged and wanted to cry, but her body remembered his feeling so honestly. This physical memory made her even want to die.

"Please... don't..." In the end, she begged for mercy. No matter how much she endured, no matter how much she didn't want to compromise with him, it was of no avail. She still screamed until she became hoarse.

She is too petite for him and he is too big for her.

Pleasure dominates the body, pain dominates the mind.

Reason has long since flown to the sky.
To be continued...