332. Chapter 331 331 is the kind of hatred in the bones
Mu Chengfeng naturally had a way to cure her. He let her bite his lip and felt the painful pleasure brought to him by her sharp, animal-like teeth.
With a twitch of his hand, he took off her only underwear and squeezed his fingers into her soft and affectionate pussy very roughly.
No, he squeezed in almost with his whole hand.
There was a bursting pain in her lower body. Ning Yazhi looked at him in disbelief. He, a madman, squeezed into her with his whole hand...
Shocked and hurt, she let go of his lips.
But the next moment, his cold and ruthless movements seemed to tear and burst the inside, "Ah...it hurts..." She moaned in pain.
But he didn't seem to hear her at all. With his cold expression, cold eyes, and rough movements, he didn't move his hand as if she were a woman.
Ning Yazhi couldn't bear such roughness at all. Her part was tighter than that of ordinary women. At this moment, she was afraid that he would scar her inside.
So she struggled wildly, slapping his chest, arms, face, wherever she could, struggling as hard as she could, just to get rid of his crazy hands.
Mu Chengfeng seemed to have no reaction or feeling to her crazy struggling and slapping. He let her slap him hard, while his hands fully felt the warmth and tightness inside her.
Strong desire couldn't help but surge up in his abdomen, and his eyes were full of lust. Damn it, this woman had clearly turned into an ugly monster, but he didn't mind her ugliness at all, and even cared about her body.
As addicted as ever, I couldn't help but want to want her hard.
Ning Yazhi had just experienced death and almost died in Qin Yabao's hands. She had not yet recovered from the fear of death. Her body was in extreme collapse and she soon lost strength. She stopped moving and discovered in horror,
I don't know when my hands were stained with thick and warm blood.
She knew her situation. Although she was scarred, she would never shed so much blood.
The only explanation was that there was blood on Mu Chengfeng's body. Only then did she realize that the blood on his shoulder had penetrated into his coat. It was just black, so she didn't notice it.
He's injured?!
Ning Yazhi's pupils shrank suddenly. This lunatic was obviously injured, but he still wanted to do these things to her.
What just happened?!
They were like two wounded beasts, biting and fighting each other, as if they wanted to tear each other into pieces and then swallow them into their stomachs.
They are all cruel people to themselves at heart, and when faced with hatred, they also choose the cruelest way.
Just like he was obviously hurt, but he didn't say a word. He would rather be slapped like crazy by her than punish her in his own way.
Ning Yazhi finally understood why he ordered a glass of whiskey as soon as he got on the plane. He must be in extreme pain and was afraid of scaring her or worrying her, so he used wine to relieve the pain.
This madman...
What happened to them?
He obviously cares about her, so why did he say those cruel and hurtful words to her? She really doesn't understand, she can't understand, Mu Chengfeng, you are a complicated man that she can't understand.
Even so, she still hates you, hates you, hates you...
It's the kind of hatred deep in my bones...
"Let me go, madman!" The hoarse voice was filled with suppressed crying. Mu Chengfeng naturally had a way to cure her. He let her bite his lips and felt the pain brought to him by her sharp teeth like little animals.
Painful pleasure.
With a twitch of his hand, he took off her only underwear and squeezed his fingers into her soft and affectionate pussy very roughly.
No, he squeezed in almost with his whole hand.
There was a bursting pain in her lower body. Ning Yazhi looked at him in disbelief. He, a madman, squeezed into her with his whole hand...
Shocked and hurt, she let go of his lips.
But the next moment, his cold and ruthless movements seemed to tear and burst the inside, "Ah...it hurts..." She moaned in pain.
But he didn't seem to hear her at all. With his cold expression, cold eyes, and rough movements, he didn't move his hand as if she were a woman.
Ning Yazhi couldn't bear such roughness at all. Her part was tighter than that of ordinary women. At this moment, she was afraid that he would scar her inside.
So she struggled wildly, slapping his chest, arms, face, wherever she could, struggling as hard as she could, just to get rid of his crazy hands.
Mu Chengfeng seemed to have no reaction or feeling to her crazy struggling and slapping. He let her slap him hard, while his hands fully felt the warmth and tightness inside her.
Strong desire couldn't help but surge up in his abdomen, and his eyes were full of lust. Damn it, this woman had clearly turned into an ugly monster, but he didn't mind her ugliness at all, and even cared about her body.
As addicted as ever, I couldn't help but want to want her hard.
Ning Yazhi had just experienced death and almost died in Qin Yabao's hands. She had not yet recovered from the fear of death. Her body was in extreme collapse and she soon lost strength. She stopped moving and discovered in horror,
I don't know when my hands were stained with thick and warm blood.
She knew her situation. Although she was scarred, she would never shed so much blood.
The only explanation was that there was blood on Mu Chengfeng's body. Only then did she realize that the blood on his shoulder had penetrated into his coat. It was just black, so she didn't notice it.
He's injured?!
Ning Yazhi's pupils shrank suddenly. This lunatic was obviously injured, but he still wanted to do these things to her.
What just happened?!
They were like two wounded beasts, biting and fighting each other, as if they wanted to tear each other into pieces and then swallow them into their stomachs.
They are all cruel people to themselves at heart, and when faced with hatred, they also choose the cruelest way.
Just like he was obviously hurt, but he didn't say a word. He would rather be slapped like crazy by her than punish her in his own way.
Ning Yazhi finally understood why he ordered a glass of whiskey as soon as he got on the plane. He must be in extreme pain and was afraid of scaring her or worrying her, so he used wine to relieve the pain.
This madman...
What happened to them?
He obviously cares about her, so why did he say those cruel and hurtful words to her? She really doesn't understand, she can't understand, Mu Chengfeng, you are a complicated man that she can't understand.
Even so, she still hates you, hates you, hates you...
It's the kind of hatred deep in my bones...
"Let me go, madman!" The hoarse voice contained a hint of suppressed crying.