"Go to bed," his voice was very cold, without any warmth. The woman had no choice but to climb onto the bed and nervously closed her eyes until she felt a pain coming from her body. She could only endure the pain.
Gritting his teeth, otherwise she would know the result and he would work harder.
Angelo didn't rub the woman's body gently at all. When he saw the forbearance on the woman's face, he tightened his grip even more. Do you just tolerate going to bed with His Highness?
He sneered, spread the woman's legs directly, and prepared to go straight in. There was no excessive foreplay. They were just women anyway. All he wanted was to feel comfortable. They were not worthy.
The woman's whole body was trembling. This second prince tortured her to death every time. However, she dared not speak out in anger. He tortured her in different ways almost every day. She is now
I just hope that she will end this life soon and make this man lose interest soon. If this continues, she will really die.
Now, she actually felt that being a slave in this palace was better than being his woman. Being his woman was really too scary.
She gripped the quilt under her tightly until she felt a sharp pain between her legs. He had entered her, and it was still the same as yesterday, without any gentleness at all.
She closed her eyes tightly, preparing to endure the horror that was to come.
However, after waiting for a long time, there was no movement. She opened her eyes strangely, and saw the second prince looking at the part where they were combined in disbelief. Then, she was surprised to find that the one in her body
, softened, and then exited her body.
"What are you looking at? My Highness is not interested today. Get out." He pointed to the door. The woman scrambled out of bed, put on her clothes in a hurry, and ran out without asking any questions. The door banged.
The door was closed with a bang, and Angelo was the only one inside. Angelo stared at his legs and hit the bed again. How could it be like this? He didn't even lift it. He obviously felt it, and he obviously could do it.
Yes, why can't he feel anything anymore? He wants to vent now, but his thing is so soft and useless.
He breathed hard and his face turned extremely red. This feeling was really fucking terrible.
He couldn't have stopped lifting. It was impossible. He had always been healthy and it was impossible for such a thing to happen.
However, no matter how excited he was now, there was still no movement from the guy at his leg. This day was really the most unpromising and worst day of his life.
He walked into the bathroom, turned on the cold water, and poured it on his body. He shivered directly. It was cold, but it was much more comfortable than hanging like that.
The cold water kept rushing over his body, and his face turned completely black.
Yin Sa opened the door. He just stood at the door. Sure enough, someone had been in his room. There was a strange smell here. He walked in, opened the cabinet on one side, and when he saw the doll inside
, there was a rare tenderness in his eyes.
He took out the doll inside, then walked to his bed and took out the box from under the bed.
He gently slid it with his fingers, and almost all of the medicinal powder on it had been rubbed away.
He really wants to make this doll, but as long as he has the courage, he must have the courage to bear it. These powders will make a man stop lifting and a woman will have diarrhea.
He has already understood that next time, he will definitely put on the powder that will kill him directly. He can take anything from him, and he will not care about anything, except for this doll, which is the only one in this world.
His little girl, no one can take her away.
He placed the doll on the bedside, then put his hand in his pocket, then took out several shells of different colors and placed them next to the doll.
"My dear, my brother picked this up for you. Do you like it?" He smiled softly, but his fingers gently slid across the doll's face. There was no warmth at all, and it was still just a doll. He put the doll
Holding her in her arms and lying down, her eyes were always open. Closing her eyes, some memories started again.
Andy, "Di, this is a shell. It's very beautiful. Listen, you can still hear the sound of the sea." The blond woman held a white shell and put it next to his ear. He had the same blond hair as the woman.
His little head kept rubbing against the woman's chest, and there was a whistling sound in his ears.
"Mommy, the shell is singing," two small hands held the shell that was much larger than his palm. He kept running on the sand with his bare feet, and there was a soft belt under his feet.
temperature of sand.
It was really warm. He stopped and looked at the tall man standing in front of him at some unknown moment.
"Dad," he dropped all the shells in his hands and threw himself into the man's arms. The man picked him up easily and had a pair of silver eyes exactly like his.
"Little Andy, remember to be a good king. For the sake of your people, you must grow up quickly." His big hands rubbed his extremely soft blond hair, which was so golden that it looked like sunshine.
But the woman just looked at them gently, her blue eyes only reflected the shadow of the two of them, just the two of them.
Yin Sa opened his eyes and put his fingers on his forehead. There was a layer of sweat on his forehead. He was dreaming. It was really the memories from before he was three years old that were sealed in his memory.
"Mommy," he moved his lips slightly, stood up, carefully put down the baby in his arms, and then walked to the window. It was already dark outside, and he had forgotten how long he had slept.
He put his hand on the window and squeezed it hard. He had checked a lot recently, but he knew what happened in the past, but more than twenty years had passed. He wanted to check that thing.
Things are very difficult. Everything in this country is now in the hands of that family, Andrew, Angelo, and of course the Empress Dowager.
He was not looking for the blonde woman, who might be his mother.
Therefore, he must not make too big a move before he finds her, but he has already started, and the master will help him. He knows.
At the palace banquet, Queen Mother Isa was sitting on the main seat. Next to her was the acting king, and on her right was the second prince. However, the second prince's face was unexpectedly ugly, and he could definitely be said to be restless.