"Beichen Xiao, you pervert, let me go." She shouted loudly, her hair messy.
"You can shout louder, but don't forget who lives next door."
He pinched her chin and warned her fiercely.
She immediately became quiet, her eyes were covered with bloodshot streaks, and her tears dried up in her eyes, forming a thin layer of ice.
How could she forget that Ding Ding is still next door!
If he saw and heard her, she would rather not live.
She suddenly thought that the man on her body who was being violent to her was Tintin's biological father.
It turned out that what she had suspected all along turned out to be absolutely true.
However, she would rather Ding Ding didn't have such a father, and she would rather she never meet him again.
This man will only hurt her again and again, never getting tired or exhausted.
Obviously before, she still had expectations for him.
Expectation is the root of all heartache.
If there had been no expectations, there would not have been so many sweet longings; if there had been no expectations, there would not have been so many disappointed tears.
No love, no pain!
She bit her lip and swallowed all her unwillingness and sorrow.
He knew her weaknesses before, and he knew them the same now.
Beichen Xiao looked at the little woman who suddenly became quiet coldly.
She didn't know that the soundproofing facilities here were of the highest quality, so even if she shouted at the top of her lungs, no one would hear her.
How could he let that little guy hear such a sound?
She felt sorry for her son.
Why isn't he?
"Beichen Xiao, why don't you let me go? Did I kill your whole family in my previous life?" Wen Tong looked at his eyes tortured by desire and sneered.
He said: "What I can't get, I won't give it to others even if I destroy it with my own hands."
He tore her clothes apart.
"Wen Tong, don't force me to hurt you. As long as you obey, I will give you and Ding Ding the best life."
Ah!
She smiled even colder.
what is this?
Charity?
Six years ago, he bought her with money and told her that he would save her brother. But in the end, not only did she not get a penny, she lost her virginity, her heart, and her family.
She was deceived by this man and lost everything.
Six years later, how could she believe him when he said the same thing?
"Are you willing to recognize Ding Ding? Are you willing to announce to the whole world that he is your son?" Wen Tong stared at him, the fire in his eyes dancing.
His face suddenly darkened, and he looked at her coldly, "Do you want to be the second young mistress of the Beichen family just because your mother is more valuable than your son?"
She gritted her teeth and remained silent, neither admitting nor denying.
Since this man has identified her in this way, retorting is just self-humiliation.
He sneered and said: "Wen Tong, one day, I will definitely announce Ding Ding's identity, but you..."
He grabbed her chin and pulled off the last bit of restraint on her body, "Don't ever think about marrying me."
"Marry you?" She laughed, her smile was enchanting and wild, her smile made the branches of flowers tremble, and her smile made the world darken.
He was irritated by her smile, but suddenly he saw her grit her teeth, as if she had made a strong oath, "Beichen Xiao, one day, you will kneel in front of me and beg me to marry you. When that day comes, you must not
Forgot what I said today."
"Okay, I'll wait and see that day."
He raised his eyebrows and kissed her suddenly.
The passionate kiss carried the destructive power of destroying heaven and earth. He hooked her small tongue into her mouth and sucked and entangled her hard.
She still didn't give up her resistance. Her hands were tied, but she still had her legs. She kicked him and kicked him, sparing no effort.
He was in pain from breathing, so he used his slender and strong legs to press her jade legs.
He reached out and dimmed the bedside lamp, leaving only a dim glow.
Under the light, her delicate and beautiful face, dark and bright phoenix eyes, red and small lips, a golden chain hanging on her slender neck, and a rabbit pendant underneath, he remembered that she was a rabbit.
The skin all over the body shows a perfect milky white color without a single flaw. The arms are delicate and white, even and soft, like two sections of beautiful jade carvings; the legs are slender, slender and tender.
Even after giving birth to a child, her figure and skin are still as beautiful as they were six years ago.
He didn't know how many nights he missed this body.
He had been worried about this face for six full years.
No.. Was it six years? Or more years.
The flash of confusion in his eyes puzzled Wen Tong. He didn't know what he was thinking, but if she didn't do something, she would be raped by this man.
Taking advantage of his absence, Wen Tong bent her knees and pushed hard against his lower body.
This time, she almost exhausted all her strength.
Just as she was about to kick him, he suddenly stretched out his hand, pressed his palm on her knee, and pushed her leg down with a strong force.
The way he looked at her had turned dark, and her resistance aroused the animal nature in his body, transforming him into a real hungry wolf.
He easily turned her body over so that her back was facing him.
He lowered his head and kissed the skin on the back of her neck, and then took a heavy bite. The delicate skin smelled slightly of the fresh smell of summer blooming lotus, and he couldn't help but shiver at this moment.
"Beichen Xiao, please let me go, please let me go." She finally lost her strength and could only beg him.
He didn't seem to hear it, and the passionate kiss went down along the shoulder.
At the same time, a big hand grasped the softness of her chest and kneaded///squeezing it heavily.
The smooth arc of the hips quickly transitioned into slender, slightly undulating legs.
She felt him spreading her legs, and despair suddenly ignited in her heart.
Tears flowed down uncontrollably.
Hearing the cry, his movements froze, and his slender fingers slid up to her eyes, almost gently wiping away her tears.
She felt a pain down there.
He just barged in.
Six years of dryness cannot withstand his suddenness.
She almost cried out in pain, but when she thought of the next door, she could only swallow her grievances with tears in her stomach.
She gripped the sheets beneath her with both hands, her body almost convulsing.
I was forced to bear his rhythm/// movements, from gentle at the beginning to intense at the end.
She closed her eyes tightly, and a tear fell on the white sheets.
He changed his position and kissed her eyelashes.
She turned away.
His eyes darkened and he kissed her earlobe lightly.
She heard his low, deep voice, which seemed to be full of tenderness.
He said, Xiaotong.
Her heart tugged hard, the sound sounded like a dream, and she even felt that she was hearing hallucinations.
She raised her eyes to look at his face, which was buried in her hair.
Whispering one after another, small pupils, small pupils.
This time, she heard clearly that he was calling her.
How could this man ravage her in the most cruel way and at the same time call him with the most affectionate voice?
She couldn't tell which one was the real him.
She was confused, like a lonely boat in the sea, lost in the storm and rain.