Chapter 32 The Great Aunt Is Here

Wen Sui was gently placed on the soft bed, his body sank slightly.

The lights above the head are a bit dazzling, and the scent of shower gel is faintly scented between the nostrils.

Wen Sui looked up at the man standing above her. Under the cold white light, the man's stern facial features became more profound.

Those deep eyes locked her sight tightly, filled with raging desire.

The man leaned over, his thin lips fell on Wen Sui's white and tender neck, his breath gradually became hot, and he called her name while panting.

"Anytime...you are mine, always mine..."

Wen Sui's black hair was scattered, lying on the bed, patches of blush appeared on his white face.

She lowered her eyelids, and her black eyelashes fluttered up and down like a fluttering butterfly.

When I really got to this point, I was a little nervous and a little scared.

Inappropriately, she recalled the unfriendly first time between her and him in her previous life.

Their first time happened when Mo was drunk...
"What are you thinking?"

Sensing Wen Sui's distraction, the man increased his strength, and the slight tingling sensation in his neck brought Wen Sui back to his senses.

Mo Chen's breathing became heavier and heavier. At this moment, he couldn't stop, even if she regretted it.

Wen Sui laughed, with a soft voice, "I'm thinking of you."

Wen Sui's words were true, and Mo Chen heard the truth too.

Thinking of what was going to happen next, Wen Sui was so shy that he couldn't speak.

But she is willing, she is willing to give herself to this man, no reason, because she loves him.

She didn't know where the love came from, but at this moment, it was so overwhelming that it wanted to drown her whole heart.

The man stood up, unbuttoning his shirt with one hand, and his warm gaze never left Wen's body for a moment.

It landed gently on the man's bony fingers. She didn't remember if she had told him that his hands were beautiful, as delicate as works of art.

Sensing the woman's gaze, the man suddenly leaned over, his thin lips were only a few millimeters away from the touch of softness.

The man propped himself up with one hand, while the other hand held Wen Sui's hand and landed on the button of his shirt, with a hoarse voice, "Sui Sui, help me."

Wen Sui was stunned, but the man lowered his head and kissed him lightly. Then he took Wen Sui and unbuttoned the button himself. The man's firm chest muscles were fully revealed.

The man's breathing was urgent, and the heavy panting sound fell on her ears, and his eyes invaded like a beast.

When she closed her eyes and prepared shyly, she felt a heat in her abdomen, and after a slight tingling, a warm current seemed to flow out of it.

No way!Wen Sui's face turned pale, and he was stunned.

Auntie wouldn't be visiting on such an inopportune night, would she?

The man's eager kiss fell, and his slender fingers held the edge of Wen Sui's nightdress, and he was about to lift it up soon, wanting to take a step closer.

Bursts of dull pain came from the lower abdomen, which made Wen Sui realize that the great aunt was really here.

Her cheeks were flushed, she put her hands on the man's shoulders, and pushed him, "Ah Chen, I can't."

The man bit his teeth and said inarticulately: "Sui Sui, it's too late to regret."

Wen Sui closed his eyes, and said as if death was at home: "No, Ah Chen, mine is here! It can't be done today."

As soon as the voice fell, the bedroom suddenly fell into a silence like no one.

Immediately afterwards, Wen Sui felt his body lighten up, and when he opened his eyes again, he only saw the back of the man leaving.

Wen Sui stood up, a look of loneliness flashed in his eyes, did she make him angry again?

Wen Sui was a little annoyed, she thought about it a lot, but she didn't think about her menstrual period.

Her menstrual period has always been unstable, and she hasn't paid attention to these things at all in the past few days. She can't predict that her aunt will make a surprise visit tonight.

Wen Sui sighed, got up and went to the bathroom, changed into new underwear, and put on sanitary napkins.

By the time he returned to the empty bedroom, the charming atmosphere just now had completely disappeared.

Did it backfire again tonight?
Wen Sui lay down on the bed, a little disappointed.

Would he think she did it on purpose?
Stomach ached, Wen Sui groaned a few times in pain, bit his lip hard, and his little face had already lost all color.

Under the quilt, the woman curled up into a ball, hugging herself tightly.

She didn't pay attention before, and her body was cold, so sometimes it hurts when her menstrual period comes.

In her previous life, she was raised to be more delicate, unable to bear the pain, and always liked to lose her temper during her menstrual period.

But after experiencing the pain like peeling tendons and smelly bones, the pain is nothing now.

She huddled under the quilt, thinking this way, but still couldn't bear the redness of the eye circles.

Gradually, Wen Sui only felt that his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier.

In a daze, Wen Sui saw the last days of his previous life...
At that time, she had been imprisoned in a dark dungeon, lost her freedom, and her life was worse than that of a dog.

She didn't know why Xu Jiaming hated her so much, but didn't kill her, but kept her imprisoned.

Then, on her birthday, she understood.

The moment she saw Mo Chen barging in, she finally knew that those people were just trying to squeeze out the last ounce of reason from her.

Seeing Mo Chen die in her arms, Wen Sui was in pain. She had never felt such a long time, as if a sharp knife had been inserted into her heart, and wanted to watch the blood flow from her body bit by bit. Dry.

The door above the head was opened a gap, and the dazzling sunlight shone into the dungeon through the gap.

Wen Suimu raised her head dumbly, and looked at the bright place. She used to like sunshine too.

Tick-tock-tick sounded.

Liquid flowed in through the gap.

The pungent smell filled the nostrils, the smell of gasoline.

Gasoline was continuously poured in along the gap, and soon spread all over the ground.

How could those vicious and dishonest villains let her go so easily.

Wen Sui laughed a few times silently, but that smile was uglier than crying.

When the gasoline was pouring all over the place, a lighted candle was thrown into the darkness.

The raging fire immediately engulfed the dungeon, and the flames burned everything.

"Mo Chen, I'm in so much pain..." The flames attacked Wen Sui's skin, but at this moment, no one was protecting her in his arms.

The only person who loved her was dead, and died in her arms. She hugged the person in her arms tightly, her eyes were as red as blood.

She didn't want to make those people happy, she tried her best to bear it, her lips were already bitten bloody.

The blood dripped and dripped, accompanied by a muffled groan of pain.

In the sea of ​​flames, the figures of the two were tightly attached to each other.

Before losing consciousness, Wen Sui took one last look at Mo Chen, she was too painful to speak.

"It hurts, it hurts..." Wen Suitong snorted a few times, and slowly opened his eyes, she was still in the bedroom.

The woman stretched out her hand and slowly touched her cheek, only to realize that at some point, it was already covered with tears.

Wen Sui wiped away his tears and looked up at the top of his head.

The next moment, the door opened.

(End of this chapter)

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