She let out a low cry and shrank desperately, trying to cover up her clothes: "You're crazy!"
Her busy hands were easily grasped by him, raised to the top of her head and pressed there. The sides of the broken wedding dress slipped off, exposing her white sheep-like body to his fiery gaze.
"Azi——" His eyes swept over her body inch by inch, and he said like a sigh: "You are so beautiful..."
She was almost half-naked, wearing a bellyband on her upper body and a pair of obscene pants on her lower body, and her infinite spring scenery aroused people's imagination.
His eyes were already burning with fire, and he looked at her blankly, as if he had lost his mind.
She wanted to struggle, but she was as weak as if she had drunk some ecstasy. Her pretty face was bright red, but she glared at him: "Let me go, or you will regret it..."
She looked upright, but her voice was trembling slightly.
"Let you marry someone else? Ah Zi, I can't do it. You are mine, you can only be mine!" He pulled it casually, and the wedding dress underneath her completely tore into a pile of rags and fell down.
On the ground.
"I am your master! We can't... Ah Jiu, let me go - this is wrong for us..." She shook her head desperately and wanted to say more, but his kisses had already fallen overwhelmingly, covering up what she had not finished saying.
The words were completely blocked back.
His lips were gentle yet urgent, devouring her lips and tongue violently, leaving her speechless.
Her body was shaken, her eyes were wide open, she could hardly breathe, and her pretty face turned red from holding back.
"Idiot, exhale." He finally let go of her lips slightly, but his hot breath lingered in her ears: "In my life, there is nothing right or wrong, and nothing can't be done, only whether I want to do it or not.
, Azi, you are the only thing I want in this life, so you can only be mine! Your wedding dress can only be worn for me..."
With a flick of his fingers, a ball of fiery red clothes flew up on the table outside the bed tent. In the blink of an eye, the clothes were neatly put on her body.
He finally let go of her hands. She was so angry that she reached out to slap him, but he stopped her and held her down behind her.
He shook his head and sighed, his eyes flowing with light as he looked her up and down. He suddenly picked her up and placed her in front of a large mirror: "Azi, this is the wedding dress you should wear. Isn't it better than what you just said?
How beautiful is that body?"
She closed her eyes and didn't want to look, and he chuckled in her ear: "What? You don't like it? Then I'll take it off for you again?" He picked up the skirt of her clothes with his fingers...
She suddenly opened her eyes, her pretty face was filled with anger or embarrassment, and she grabbed the wedding dress tightly with both hands. If she took it off, she would have nothing to wear...
The red candle was burning high on the table, and the bright red word "happiness" pierced people's eyes. The tent was tilted, and the brocade quilt inside was as soft as clouds and as smooth as silk.
This is obviously a new house, but it shouldn't be hers and his——
"Lou Qianyue, for the sake of past friendship, please let me go..." She took a step back and looked at him from a slightly safer distance.
Lou Qianyue ignored him and poured two glasses of wine on the table. He picked it up and approached her step by step. She whispered and shrank desperately, trying to cover up her clothes: "You're crazy!"
Her busy hands were easily grasped by him, raised to the top of her head and pressed there. The sides of the broken wedding dress slipped off, exposing her white sheep-like body to his fiery gaze.
"Azi——" His eyes swept over her body inch by inch, and he said like a sigh: "You are so beautiful..."
She was almost half-naked, wearing a bellyband on her upper body and a pair of obscene pants on her lower body, and her infinite spring scenery aroused people's imagination.
His eyes were already burning with fire, and he looked at her blankly, as if he had lost his mind.
She wanted to struggle, but she was as weak as if she had drunk some ecstasy. Her pretty face was bright red, but she glared at him: "Let me go, or you will regret it..."
She looked upright, but her voice was trembling slightly.
"Let you marry someone else? Ah Zi, I can't do it. You are mine, you can only be mine!" He pulled it casually, and the wedding dress underneath her completely tore into a pile of rags and fell down.
On the ground.
"I am your master! We can't... Ah Jiu, let me go - this is wrong for us..." She shook her head desperately and wanted to say more, but his kisses had already fallen overwhelmingly, covering up what she had not finished saying.
The words were completely blocked back.
His lips were gentle yet urgent, devouring her lips and tongue violently, leaving her speechless.
Her body was shaken, her eyes were wide open, she could hardly breathe, and her pretty face turned red from holding back.
"Idiot, exhale." He finally let go of her lips slightly, but his hot breath lingered in her ears: "In my life, there is nothing right or wrong, and nothing can't be done, only whether I want to do it or not.
, Azi, you are the only thing I want in this life, so you can only be mine! Your wedding dress can only be worn for me..."
With a flick of his fingers, a ball of fiery red clothes flew up on the table outside the bed tent. In the blink of an eye, the clothes were neatly put on her body.
He finally let go of her hands. She was so angry that she reached out to slap him, but he stopped her and held her down behind her.
He shook his head and sighed, his eyes flowing with light as he looked her up and down. He suddenly picked her up and placed her in front of a large mirror: "Azi, this is the wedding dress you should wear. Isn't it better than what you just said?
How beautiful is that body?"
She closed her eyes and didn't want to look, and he chuckled in her ear: "What? You don't like it? Then I'll take it off for you again?" He picked up the skirt of her clothes with his fingers...
She suddenly opened her eyes, her pretty face was filled with anger or embarrassment, and she grabbed the wedding dress tightly with both hands. If she took it off, she would have nothing to wear...
The red candle was burning high on the table, and the bright red word "happiness" pierced people's eyes. The tent was tilted, and the brocade quilt inside was as soft as clouds and as smooth as silk.
This is obviously a new house, but it shouldn't be hers and his——
"Lou Qianyue, for the sake of past friendship, please let me go..." She took a step back and looked at him from a slightly safer distance.
Lou Qianyue ignored her, poured two glasses of wine on the table, picked it up and approached her step by step.