Love from a rich family-Little wife from a rich family

"Have you taken a shower?"

He lowered his head and sniffed the fragrance of her body, he questioned, but the meaning was unclear.

His eyes were like lightning, sweeping across her white and tender body one by one, he lingered carefully, as if he wanted to find some criminal evidence on her.There were blue, purple or red marks on her body, all of which were his hickey marks.He has always been fierce on the bed, preferring her gentle, charming and delicate body, and will always leave traces of declaring possession on her without knowing how serious it is.

Wherever he looked, her skin was hot.She couldn't bear the state of herself lying naked and being observed by him, which made her feel too humiliated, too low, and seemed to be worse than a "prostitute"!

So, as a crystal teardrop fell, she began to cry softly. "Turn off the lights!...Turn off the lights!..."[

As if he had never heard of it, it seemed that something unknown made his heart harden, and while she was sobbing there, he vigorously rolled over her body, examining her smooth back as sharply as a goshawk. back.

He didn't find anything that shouldn't exist in her, so his face looked a little better.In this position, he took her deeply from behind.

"Well--"

She hummed softly, her sobs choked in her throat, almost choked.

The male's fiery body instantly covered the soft and delicate body.He lowered his head and whispered into her small ear: "You belong to me now, don't let me see you with other men again!"

She tensed up in an instant, causing him to hum and breathe more and more heavily.Half-pressing her, he reached out to untie the belt that bound her hands.

Her hands were free, but she couldn't resist, she could only grab the pillow cover and bear his wild violation.

His movements were fierce, and every move seemed to be venting something.Her face was almost drenched with tears, but she didn't see any kindness in him...

The clouds collected and the rain rested, it was rare for her not to faint in the fierce ** wave.The room was filled with "humid" hot air, which was the sweat evaporated from each other's bodies, as well as a faint smell of alcohol, and the unique smell after the affair.The body is sticky and greasy, which is extremely uncomfortable.She squinted her eyes half-closed, panting heavily, bearing his half-pressed weight.

He calmed down his breathing, and his heavy panting sounded in her ears.Afraid of crushing her, he turned over and got off her.

She moved, endured the soreness all over her body, turned half sideways, curled herself up slightly, and bowed like a small shrimp.The shocking black hair was scattered and covered her half-wet face, tears were still hanging from the corners of her eyes, slowly drying in the hot air, revealing a trace of withering after being torn...

Different from the bustle before, the room that suddenly became quiet made people feel a little at a loss.Each other's breathing can be clearly heard, one sound after another, one long and one short, but I don't know who is echoing whom!

The soft bed moved, and he got up from the bed and walked to the bathroom.After a while, the light in the bathroom came on, and there was the sound of rushing water, probably he was washing up.

She slowly brought her hand to her mouth, turned it into a fist, and blocked her lips, allowing herself to cry a little indulgently when he was not around, but the choked sobs could only be blocked in her throat, not make a sound...

Soon, the sound of the water stopped, and he came out. She blinked desperately, forcing back the tears, and relaxed her breathing more and more, as if she didn't exist.He thought he would sleep next to her and let the night pass by, but he bent slightly and hugged her up.She struggled uncontrollably, weakly but firmly.

He didn't care, carried her into the bathroom, and put her into the bathtub with water on one side.He himself followed in and wiped it for her.

She dodges. "I will do it myself!"

But he turned a deaf ear.

After a great battle, her body was so soft that she didn't have much strength at all. In front of this man with good physical strength who looked like a monster, she was useless at all. She could only watch her body being crushed. He is manipulating and fiddling. [

After washing, he roughly wiped her with a towel, carried her back to the bed, and then began to search for something beside the bed.

She was already nestled like a blanket, but he pulled her hands out from the thin blanket again.A cool and slightly tingling feeling came from her wrist, she finally couldn't hold it back, opened her eyes, only to see that he was carefully smearing her wrist with ointment.Although the belt was tied for a short time, because she kept trying to break free, there were inevitably scratches on the wrists of both hands.

His tenderness at this moment and his previous ferocity are simply the same as heaven and earth!

The warm light hit his face, completely dispelling his previous violence, she blinked, her nose sore, and admitted that she couldn't see through him.Perhaps, there is no need to see through it at all, because the interaction between her and him has been limited to these few days, and after this week, she should leave.

My heart seemed to be relieved when I thought of this one-week period, but there was an inexplicable tingling pain.

She sniffled, he noticed.He raised his eyes to look at her, the pair of jet-black eyes on the handsome face of anger and resentment were unusually deep.

"I don't like you being with other men, in the future, don't make me angry again!"

The hoarse voice, tinged with a touch of tenderness, under the already charming hazy yellow light, there is a taste of silent comfort, or it can be said that it is a retreat, which made her grievances suddenly flow out like a flood , crying loudly, as if heart-piercing.

"I didn't...I didn't want to talk to him...but...I thought he was sent by you to take me back...I got in the car...I found out later...but I couldn't get out of the car...I said I would Back to the restaurant...but I was hungry again...he took me to dinner...I ate desperately...wanted to come back early...then I met you..."

Tears fell from the corners of her eyes like dropped pearls.She felt that she was really embarrassed by this appearance, so she stretched out her white and tender palm and immediately covered her eyes.

The turbulent mood and the monstrous grievances could not stop her tears and choking.The charming bedside lamp was originally dim, and it hit her thin and small face in vain, with tears falling, which moved people's face with sadness!However, she chose to cover the eyes that were constantly slipping out of tears, so that he would not see them, and saw that white and tender little hand, shed tears from time to time.This kind of fragility to the extreme, but still endured the stubbornness of not letting others see it, it almost broke people's hearts.

Rong Ling sighed softly, put down the ointment, turned off the bedside lamp, got on the bed, and hugged her into his arms.He forcefully pulled down her tear-covering hand, and in the darkness, accurately captured her eyes, kissed her gently, and kissed away her tears bit by bit.

"Go to sleep... I know everything... Don't blame you, go to sleep..."

In this case, Lin Meng felt a little better.His tender demeanor also slightly soothed the pain in her heart.Being kissed lightly by him, she slowly stopped crying.Before he fell asleep, his hoarse and soft moan was still vaguely echoing in his ears——

"Sleep... sleep..."

It's like the comfort of her parents, and it's like a lullaby before going to bed, one after another, but she has never experienced it.All of a sudden, my heart softened and I was a little full. It seemed that all the grievances could be dissipated...

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ps: For the "character" of the heroine, use softness to overcome rigidity, and grow slowly! ^_^

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