No matter how many wrong things she does and how many close and important family members she hurts, she will hurt her.
He still couldn't bear to blame her, deal with her, and even fight back...
Because she is too dependent on herself, even if she is a black cat.
Because she acted so defenseless against herself, even though she didn't have normal consciousness.
Because no one knows better than him that the person in front of him is the real black cat, not Yan Xiaoyu, not the stupidest fish in the world. He is simple, kind, so stupid that it makes people feel bad, but never...
A fish who can think about himself and would rather suffer a loss than complain a word and smile stupidly at everyone...
No one will understand better than her that this fish, from the beginning of being with him, has been laborious and hard, and has worked hard and followed. She is humble, she has evaded, and she has even given up too many ordinary things she wanted to have for him.
…
Because he knew this, he couldn't move or take action.
Standing here, everyone who has watched the battle can see what the black cat did just now and what she has done again. Her bloodthirsty and indifference may be a kind of innateness or a talent, but
However, there have never been any exceptions.[
But what is happening now?
She is still dependent on him. He is close to her, and she can't even think about it. Maybe, what will she get in exchange for being close?
Her consciousness is hazy and in chaos, but she is still simply following her intuition, doing things, and getting things.
This is the black cat.
Maybe she is not Yan Xiaoyu, but even if she is Black Cat, the person she wants most is him, or just him.
It's just that he, Nangong Tou, is all.
His heart was surging, and it was no longer possible to remain calm. He closed his eyes as he watched her approach again and again, as if begging for help. Finally, he no longer restrained himself, lowered his head, and took her lips in one mouthful -----
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He bit her tongue, bit it tightly, and licked the taste of blood from her lips and teeth without any scruples, even though it was his taste...
Soft and entangled.
She hesitated and narrowed her eyes slightly. She seemed to be very useful and comfortable. She relaxed the strength in her hands, and her whole body collapsed in his arms------
"Do you still feel uncomfortable?" He kissed deeply and domineeringly, ignoring the blood marks that her fingertips had already drawn on his chest, and asked in a low voice, "Tell me, where else do you feel uncomfortable?"
"Here...here..." She tore open the surgical gown and closed her eyes, her expression a little anxious and a little panicked, "Here, it feels so uncomfortable...it hurts..."
That's exactly where the heart is.
"It doesn't hurt." He comforted in a low voice, lowered his head, slowly kissed her chest, and whispered over and over again, "I'm here, don't be afraid."
"But, it still hurts..." She whispered, whimpered dissatisfied, straightened her chest, and leaned toward his chest and body.[
Nangong opened his arms and hugged her tightly, letting her thin body come closer to him, as if he wanted to rush into her blood and bones.
Although it hurt, she hit it hard and it hurt, but the pain was very clear and real, and it made people feel a deeper and deeper pain in their hearts.
She wrapped her arms around his neck, stood up on her tiptoes and screamed, kissing his face and his lips in a haphazard manner. It took her a long time to find his lips, but she didn't seem to know how to kiss them at all.
Fa, biting him over and over again, biting his lip, without even realizing it.
Nangong Tou responded to her, over and over again, every time, thoroughly.
She gasped for breath, and his cold body was washed by the rain, and he gradually started to kiss her passionately.
The two of them leaned in front of the freezer high on the wall, rolling around and hugging each other until she couldn't stand it any longer and her whole body was so hot that she grabbed him and fell towards the center of the freezer -------
The space was very narrow, only large enough to accommodate one man.
But it made the two people closer to each other.
Lying in the middle of the freezer, Yan Xiaoyu's cheeks, which were as red as fire, finally gradually turned pink and returned to a somewhat normal demeanor, but she was still charming and charming.
"Uncomfortable, so uncomfortable..."
She was still murmuring, clutching his hand over and over again, pressing it to the heart on her chest, or pressing it in the direction of the fire that was constantly flowing in her abdomen...
Nangong Tou finally couldn't restrain himself, so he lifted up her waist, pulled the surgical gown up to her chest, straightened her waist, and submerged her directly.
The instant filling made both of them sigh at the same time.
Yan Xiaoyu's tight body stretched out alone, and his face showed a comfortable expression. It seemed that because of his intrusion and arrival, the fire in his body and the unsuppressed sadness were finally relieved...
He straightened his waist and slowly hit her. She groaned lowly, raised her legs, and grabbed his waist fiercely...
One by one.
The impact increases.
The extremely cold temperature in the freezer cannot stop the heat...
His waist was getting faster and faster, and he kept pounding into her body. She was also wild and satisfied with the wildness of his movements.
Up and down, he only had her in his eyes; her hazy eyes gradually became clear, and the bloodshot eyes slowly fell from her red eyes.
When the violence suddenly stopped, the man and woman gasped for breath. Although the space was cold, it smelled of lust.
But, it's not enough.
Both of them seemed to clearly feel the unsatisfying emptiness in their bodies----
They kissed again, but the intensity of the caressing did not decrease. The woman's heartbeat was still fast and surging. She couldn't restrain herself or stop it. She turned over and stood up. With her snow-white and slender figure, she leaped and lay down between the man.
superior……
The raised "butt" does not move, but rises and falls continuously.
He kissed her chest, feeling her passion without resisting.
In a narrow space, the two people's movements were extremely violent and coordinated.
The hearts seemed to be completely connected, and they completely shared the uneasiness and pain that stirred in them.
When the two hearts were leaking at the same time and the heartbeats were completely consistent, she suddenly stopped and suddenly heard a deep, groaning sound from a man below...
Hot, with warmth, it rushes into the body.
The black cat finally lost his strength.
The blood and energy flowing rapidly in her body seemed to be released and satisfied. Gradually, it began to relax...
Lying on top of him, she breathed heavily and slowly closed her eyes...
She heard the man asking her. His breath was hot and hoarse in her ears, "Does it still hurt?"
What he placed on his right hand was still at the heart of his chest.
She breathed deeply and did not answer because she was too exhausted.
The man's next words were gentle and slow.
But she heard very clearly, "It won't hurt anymore."