Even the nightingale cannot escape

Chapter 20 Fierce bathing in fire

Shen Chuan couldn't recognize the person at this time. She only knew that someone had come in. The monitor on the table was glowing with a dim red light. Her whole body was burning with discomfort. She tried her best to cover herself with the quilt, gather her clothes, and wrap herself up. Strictly true.

Of course she knew it was useless.

Hot sweat dripped down her red cheeks, like a rich and splendid rose blooming to its twilight, with crystal clear morning dew on its stamens. Her confused eyes were mixed with fear and deep, enchanting desire. There was that naked body that hadn't had time to be wrapped... Fu Huaichen's throat rolled up and down, and he couldn't help but walk over.

He reached out to touch Shen Chuan's cheek, and was bitten as soon as he touched it!
A few strands of blood trickled down her palms and chin, and Shen Chuan roared and panted like a cub. Her voice trembled, and every word she spat out was filled with boiling heat.

"Get out, get out..." Big drops fell from his eyes: "Fu Huaichen... save me..."

The dull pain in his fingertips made Fu Huaichen frown, and the desire in his eyes became even stronger!He didn't know that Shen Chuan didn't recognize him at all. He only heard his woman crying, enduring the pain of the medicine, asking him to save her!

He took out the finger from between her lips and teeth. Blood was still seeping out. Fu Huaichen chuckled, put it in his mouth and licked it gently.

Shen Chuan wrapped herself tighter, but unfortunately the quilt was too heavy and the sheets were pressed under the mattress, making it more difficult to remove. She could only shrink herself up, like a little hedgehog, shaking her head desperately: "No. , let me go, please... please..."

Under the influence of the medicine, her vision was blurred, and the human figure turned into a black and gray forehead, hovering and shaking in front of her. The words Chen Wenwen said before leaving still rang in her ears, lingering in her ears.

Who is coming in?How many of them are there?Shen Chu'an didn't know all this, and she had no energy to think about it anymore, and she couldn't think of anything. Everything she did now was based on the memory from half an hour ago, and then fed back to the body's most instinctive reaction.

Pity, embarrassment, and an indescribable temptation.

Fu Huaichen felt like he had been drugged, a drug called Shen Chuan, and even his sanity was on the verge of collapse.

He lifted up the quilt and tore off all of Shen Chuan's few remaining clothes!
Shen Chuan screamed in surprise, and without thinking, he slapped her with a slap in the face. The strength was not very strong, not even half the strength of usual flirting.

Fu Huaichen licked the corners of his lips: "Still losing your temper? Didn't you just ask me to help you?"

He took her hand and pulled her into his arms.

The warmth in her arms made her naked body tremble, and even every inch of her skin was convulsing.

The calloused hands rubbed the soft, boneless palms, caressing the knuckles one by one, and finally interlaced the ten fingers and buckled her back on the bed.

"Don't...let go...Fu Huaichen...Fu Huaichen..."

Fu Huaichen possessed him and leaned close to her ear: "I'm here."

The deep voice evoked a deeper level of trembling.

He heard her crying.

But Fu Huaichen seemed to be in a daze. He had never seen Shen Chuan like this. She was usually docile and charming, and he couldn't stop seducing her. He felt that it was the supreme delicacy at that time. Every look in her eyes was perfect, and every movement was delicious. Just right.Now her legs were wrapped around his waist, and her black sportswear formed a strong contrast with her fair and red skin. This always charming woman was crying in his arms, biting her lips and making him love her. She was both forbearing and wanton. His movements made his blood boil and he was fascinated.

There is no such thing as "perfect" or "just right". Her existence itself is perfect and just right.

His sanity also completely collapsed at this moment.

"So reluctant? Are you still angry with me?"

Shen Chuan didn't answer, tears flowed down one after another, wetting the bed, and his mind became more and more confused and chaotic.

She passed out.

Fu Huaichen panted lightly, closed his eyes, untied her restraints, held her face with both hands, as if holding a fragile treasure, and kissed her deeply.

He is like a hunter putting his own mark on his gift.

But this is not enough, far from enough...

Shen Chuan woke up early the next morning.

The sun was dazzling outside the window, and she wanted to open her eyes, but because she had cried for too long, her eyes were swollen like two peaches, her head still hurt, her whole body was sore, and even moving her fingers felt weak.

But she still forced herself to sit up.

"Don't move, let's sleep a little longer."

The sound beside her made her shiver, and the huge panic almost overwhelmed her. In those few tenths of a second, if she had a knife in her hand, she would stab it without hesitation!
But randomly, her groggy brain gave her feedback, and her reason woke her up. The voice seemed to be...

Fu Huaichen?
She looked to her side.

Fu Huaichen was lying next to him, with black eyes, messy hair, and no clothes. His exposed upper body was covered with kisses and scratches, and even a long blood mark on his neck was still bleeding.

Shen Chuan lowered his eyes and looked at his nails.

As expected, the long nails that were carefully taken care of were still bloodshot.

Could it be that he was the one last night?Did he send someone to stun him and drug him, and then send him here for his own pleasure?

The micro-monitor on the table facing the bed was still emitting a faint red light. It was difficult to find it without looking carefully. Combined with what Chen Wenwen said...then, it was actually him who broke in at the critical moment and saved himself. ?
(End of this chapter)