"It's because you, a gangster, are too strong and energetic. I, a weak female prostitute, can't resist. I have no hope of relief. I can always comfort myself and just enjoy the rape!"

Murong Jinghong laughed so wildly that the dragon's bed shook. "Girl, you are really a top performer. Rape is a pleasure, haha... It means that I, this old man, have satisfied you!"

Ruoxue realized what she had said and immediately turned around in embarrassment. She grabbed the quilt and covered her face. Oh my God, what did she say? It's all the fault of the people in the dormitory. They talked nonsense in her ears before. Now she's so embarrassed.

Ruoxue's smooth snow back made Murong Jinghong a little excited, but considering her endurance, she had to endure it for now!

Ruoxue was sulking. This old man was too cunning and eloquent. No matter how he fought, she would always lose. She had to find a way to leave this place of right and wrong as soon as possible, otherwise such things would happen more often in the future. She didn't want her beautiful youth to be ruined.

Spend it on this old man

She admitted that she was very conservative when she grew up in the countryside, but when she studied in the city, she also accepted modern and open gender concepts. Although she was bullied by Murong Jinghong, it was not the first time, and she didn't think it was a big deal.

, as a learning experience

Uncle Murong's taboo punishment was too exhausting. Ruoxue was so tired that she fell asleep after a while. The sound of even breathing rang out. Murong Jinghong saw that Ruoxue was so tired and blamed himself for not knowing how to control it. He made this girl so tired from behind.

Holding Ruoxue in his arms and smelling her elegant body fragrance, Murong Jinghong also fell into sleep.

"By the Qingjiang River, the fragrance of flowers is floating, dancing in neon clothes, stepping on the morning dew, looking for fragrance on the clear water, the sound of nature is lingering, the orchid flute is playing, it is unique from ancient times to the present, and the heart of dawn is home." The song is light and distant, floating from beyond the sky, like a warm spring breeze

, the warm sun baptizes her body and mind

Ruoxue's soul was intoxicated by it. She looked at the vast sky above her head with fascination. She wanted to see the source of the singing. What kind of spiritual fairy was she? She could sing such a song that was unique in the world.

It's a pity that she doesn't have the wings of a flying bird, nor the ability of gods to soar into the clouds and ride on the mist. She can only look at the sky with regret.

Just when Ruoxue was a little depressed, a melodious orchid flute sounded, like the morning light breaking through the clouds, tightly holding her heart.
Chapter completed!