Happiness sometimes comes so suddenly, just like Bai Xiaoyu thought every day before, when Fu Qingdao would suddenly show his bestiality and push her down, but after living peacefully for so many days, tonight he was in the middle of a tiger's mouth.
With her big hazy eyes slightly open, Bai Xiaoyu felt that everything in front of her was spinning. The man on her body was breathing deeply and heavily, and he was throwing her higher and higher. Her body was like a lonely boat in the sea, and she could only cling to it.
In his harbor, follow his movements.
Before meeting Bai Xiaoyu, Fu Qingji was not a vegetarian monk. Although he had such high demands on women that Zuo You and A Yuan often laughed at him for being able to become a monk, it is undeniable that after experiencing Bai Xiaoyu, Fu Qingji had no desire for other women.
, really some
He has the illusion that he cannot taste what he eats. Whenever he does such an intimate act with another woman, his mind can't help but think of what she looked like back then. She was young, but she exuded fatal attraction, even for a moment.
Every smile is captivating.
Fu Qingji breathed hoarsely, his black pupils were shrouded in white mist, and he couldn't see the truest thoughts in his heart. He looked at every expression of the woman under him. She slightly opened her red lips and frowned,
There was an erratic look of confusion on his face.
She didn't mean to tease him, but she hit his sensitive spot just right.
His mind instantly went blank. Fu Qingdao didn't want to think about anything, and he couldn't think of anything. He transformed into a dark demon driven by desire, and just wanted to devour the delicious prey in front of him.
On the large kingsize bed, on top of the white sheets, are two bodies that fit perfectly together. The fluffy Icelandic bird down quilt is half placed at the end of the bed and half scattered on the floor. In the quiet room, only men and women make occasional noises.
The ambiguous breath...
Bai Xiaoyu is an existence that makes even beautiful women jealous. There is no doubt about this. Not only does she have a perfect appearance, but her body is enough to make any man linger and unable to control himself. Even someone with such strong self-control as Fu Qingqing can do it.
I couldn't control myself several times, so I could only slow down my sprinting speed slightly to adjust my condition.
The grinding movements continued, and he didn't know how long it had passed. At a certain moment, Fu Qingdao suddenly realized that something was wrong with Bai Xiaoyu. He slowly slowed down and finally stopped, frowning with two thick eyebrows.
Glittery sweat immediately gathered between the eyebrows
Pearls, Fu Qing's black eyes stared at Bai Xiaoyu under him. Her almost transparent skin had a sultry blush. This was not the most important thing. What was important was that she had more sweat on her face than him.
It's so much that it even flows down the nose.
Fu Qingdao's movements have stopped, but Bai Xiaoyu's brows have been frowning tightly, and the expression on his face is no longer joy, but pain.
Fu Qing's heart skipped a beat, and he became inexplicably panicked. He patted Bai Xiaoyu's face, which had close eyes, and then said, "Hey, what's wrong with you?"
Bai Xiaoyu pursed her red lips, clenched her teeth, tilted her head slightly, and said nothing.
Fu Qingji knew that Bai Xiaoyu was not pretending, so he frowned even more tightly and said in a deep voice, "Why don't you feel comfortable talking?"
Bai Xiaoyu tilted her head, tears welling up from her thick eyelashes. She choked softly, as if she was extremely uncomfortable.
Fu Qing's heart was inexplicably hit. Although he was still in a sexual state at this time, he still patiently withdrew from her body, then turned over to her side and looked at her body to the end.
What changes.
Bai Xiaoyu felt relaxed instantly. She subconsciously turned sideways, closed her legs, and then curled up.
On the huge bed, because there was no quilt, her body looked weak and pitiful. Fu Qing's brows never eased. Looking at her back, he was silent for a while, then stretched out his hand, pulled her shoulders, and asked her to face her.
to him.
Bai Xiaoyu protected her chest with her arms, she just closed her eyes and shed tears. She no longer struggled or resisted. The more she acted like this, the heavier the depression in Fu Qing's heart became. He stared at her face without blinking,
Fu Qingdao said, "If you don't tell me where it hurts, I will check you myself?"
There was a usual threat in his tone, but if you listened carefully, you found that he was teasing her now.
Bai Xiaoyu closed her eyes, slightly opened her red lips, and said in a low voice, "Stomach hurts..."
Fu Qingxi frowned and said, "Stomach pain?"
He seemed to be considering the truth of her words.
However, Bai Xiaoyu really had a stomachache. She originally went out to find something to eat, but she was stopped by Fu Qingxi on the way. This process lasted more than an hour. At first, she forgot about the feeling in her stomach because of her nervousness. For twenty minutes
She came back to her senses before, but the pain was already very obvious and strong enough to cause her to collapse.
Fu Qingjie looked at Bai Xiaoyu like this and it didn't look like she was lying. Besides, he had eaten her completely and wiped her clean. There was no point in pretending now. Thinking of this, Fu Qingjie looked at Bai Xiaoyu for a few times and suddenly turned around and walked away from her.
When she got up, Bai Xiaoyu felt the shaking of the big bed, and also knew that Fu Qingdao had stepped out of the bed. A few seconds later, there was suddenly a softness on her body. It turned out that Fu Qingdao had picked up the quilt from the ground and covered her.
Fu Qingdao put on his bathrobe, then looked at Bai Xiaoyu and said, "Do you have any medicine on you?"
Bai Xiaoyu did not answer.
Fu Qingqing said obviously impatiently, "You have a bad temper now, right? Who can spoil you?"
Bai Xiaoyu was already suffering from stomachache and was not qualified to be aggrieved. She choked and replied, "No."
A sentence flashed through Fu Qingdao's mind: 'Women are trouble'.
Standing next to the big bed, Fu Qingdao asked, "Then what did you do when you had stomach pain in the past?"
If it was Bai Xiaoyu's character in the past, she would have turned around and left in anger, but now her whole body was weak and her legs were so sore that she couldn't stand straight. She could only huddle in the quilt and said aggrievedly, "Help me
Pour a glass of warm water."
Asking Fu Qingji to help her cook, Bai Xiaoyu didn't want to directly seek death. To be able to say such a thing was probably to challenge Fu Qingji's limit.
But to Bai Xiaoyu's surprise, Fu Qingqing didn't lose his temper. He turned around and walked out. Not long after, there was a glass of warm water on the bedside table. Fu Qingqing said in a voice without any emotion, "Get up and drink."
Bai Xiaoyu's stomach hurt and twitched. She tried hard to hold up her upper body, holding the quilt in front of her chest with one hand, and taking the water glass with the other hand.
The water temperature was a little hotter than warm water. Bai Xiaoyu drank it slowly, but after drinking it, she felt that this temperature was just right to relieve the pain inside.
Fu Qingqing went to the bathroom. When he came back, Bai Xiaoyu was no longer in the master bedroom. There was only a large bird down quilt left on the bed. When the quilt was lifted, you could vaguely see the traces of her lying on the bed.
Fu Qingdao didn't say anything, he just turned around and walked out. He had a mysophobia and couldn't sleep on unchanged sheets, so tonight he could only sleep in the guest bedroom next door.
After arriving in the guest bedroom, Fu Qingdao lay on the bed, but the image of Bai Xiaoyu before him still remained in his mind. She never took the initiative in bed, unless she was resisting; she never reacted, unless she couldn't help it.
For a woman like her, he doesn't know what else is good about her besides being pretty? If he hadn't kept her for some purpose, he really wouldn't have put a time bomb around him that wanted to kill him at any time.
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At the same time, Bai Xiaoyu was in the next room, nestling under the quilt and suppressing her cries. She didn't know whether she was angry or wronged. In short, the sourness in her heart was like the strongest sulfuric acid, gradually corroding her internal organs.
, she wanted to vent it out.
The two were separated by a wall and spent the night together peacefully.
The next morning, Bai Xiaoyu suddenly opened her eyes. After being stunned for a few seconds, she finally came back to her senses. She had to go to work, but when she turned around, the clock on the wall showed that it was 9:40 in the morning.
Well, she had never woken up so late since she started working in the hospital. She instinctively stretched out her hand to lift the quilt, and got out of bed without thinking.
The moment the toe of one foot touched the ground, a strong soreness came from the base of the leg, causing Bai Xiaoyu to fall to the ground as if he was weightless.
Bai Xiaoyu put her hands on the ground and frowned. Everywhere she looked, there were rose-pink kisses left by Fu Qingyi, even on her thighs.
The scene from last night appeared in his mind, and Bai Xiaoyu's face suddenly turned red.
Just when she was in a strange mood, the door handle of the room was suddenly pressed. The slight sound was enough to make Bai Xiaoyu's nerves tense. She subconsciously raised her eyes and looked over.
After moving the door handle a few times, the door did not open, but Bai Xiaoyu's heart became nervous. After a few seconds, he only heard the sound of the key being inserted into the keyhole, and then the door was pushed open.
Bai Xiaoyu's eyes widened, as if he didn't expect someone to barge in like this.
Standing at the door was Fu Qingqing, who was wearing a nightgown. He looked condescendingly at Bai Xiaoyu, who was sitting on the ground. After a while, he said sarcastically, "I'm in a good mood. I practiced yoga so early in the morning."
Bai Xiaoyu was already in a bad mood. Being provoked by Fu Qing's lukewarm attitude, she immediately frowned and said, "What are you doing in here?"
Fu Qingdao replied with a calm expression, "This is my home. Do I need to report to you where I am going?"
Bai Xiaoyu's beautiful eyes widened, she wanted to refute, but couldn't.
Fu Qingdao didn't come in to irritate her. He said calmly, "Go out and cook when you get up. I'm hungry."
After that, he turned around and left.
Bai Xiaoyu sat alone on the cold floor, her heart almost feeling cold.
She was afraid that she had never dreamed that after living for twenty-one years, one day her life would be completely destroyed by Fu Qing's dazzling light.
Her legs felt as heavy as lead. By the time Bai Xiaoyu got dressed and came to the living room, more than ten minutes had passed.