Doting on the Masked Wife

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Tong'er shook her head. The inexplicable tension emanating from him made her whole body tense. This man is too scary. She didn't even see his face and knew that he must be difficult to provoke, at least not something she could provoke people.

She sensed the danger intuitively.

She wants to go back. Get out of here. Get out of this man's sphere of influence.

She stood up. Wanted to run away.

But... something happened that made her unbelievable.

The man who was clearly standing on the window sill just now, even before she could see clearly, came to her in the blink of an eye, and grabbed her throat with one hand.

Tong'er's eyes looked at him in horror. She didn't know if it was a human or a GUI.

However, at this moment, she could also clearly see how the man in front of her was unbelievably handsome. There was an evil, bewitching, and enchanting aura around him. He was even a bit inhuman.

Tonger's eyes widened. In addition to horror and disbelief. There was more... confusion.

This man. This man... She has seen it before.

If you tell others, no one will believe it. She thought: She saw him in a dream. And more than once.

Murong Lie pinched her neck. His hands became tighter and tighter.

Her eyes were so horrified. He saw it. But it was because the person who was deceived by her would come back to life again. Live to find her.

A sneer emerges from the corner of his mouth. The person he once loved so deeply. He is not willing to let her have a trace of fear. A person with a trace of sadness. Now he really wants to strangle her to death with his own hands.

His hands tightened more and more. Tong'er's pupils gradually dilated.

Suddenly, Murong Lie let go of his hand and threw her back on the bed.

"My lovely little wife. Do you finally remember who I am?"

Tong'er covered her neck with her hand, her eyes were filled with tears. She turned her head to look at Murong Lie, nodded, then shook her head, and then kept shaking her head.

"Did I remember it. Or did I not remember it?"

Murong Lie's voice was mocking, far away, and vague.

Tong'er shook her head. Then she wanted to get out of bed and run away. But she didn't even have time to get up. Something more frightening happened to her.

Murong Lie just stood in front of the bed, looking at her coldly from above. He didn't even move his fingers. Her clothes began to be torn as if by an invisible hand.

Murong Lie walked over, put his hands on the bed, and showed a cold smile to Tong'er.

"Seeing me come back alive. I can't believe it. Yeah."

His leg pressed hers. Fingers suddenly broke in between her legs.

The tightness and dryness touched by the fingertips was completely beyond his expectation. She was as tight as a virgin. Just like the first time he took her away.

Tong'er let out a scream. Her fingers grabbed the bed sheet suddenly, and her legs were trembling.

There was a hint of surprise in Murong Lie's eyes, and he said mockingly, "Why... haven't done it with him yet."

Then he shook his head again, as if he didn't believe in this possibility.

How could they not have done it.

When he was in the dark dungeon. When he was lying on the bed. When he was tattooed. When he was stepping on Mark's blood... She was in bed with Han Qingyi.****.

"It's still so tight." He sneered and drew his hand out, provoking the tip of her chin. "Han Qingyi also got xiaohun's fast gan from you, right?"

Tong'er was pinched and almost suffocated. Suddenly she was treated like this, and she couldn't help biting her lip in pain.

More unbearable than the pain was the humiliation. She never dreamed that she would experience such a terrible nightmare the day before her wedding.

"Let go of me. You...pervert." She scolded him with all her strength. But he was unmoved.

She wanted to escape. But Murong Lie was holding her down. She had nowhere to escape.

Murong Lie's fingertips slid down from the tip of her chin, slid across her slender neck, and looked at her coldly.

"My mother's belongings." In fact, he already knew that she would not keep that thing. Even he himself didn't understand why he still asked her such a stupid question. She must have not known to throw the necklace away. Where did you go.

Tong'er didn't know what he was talking about.

Murong Lie has hatred for her. Deep hatred.

However, he also hates himself. He still feels disappointed. What on earth is he hoping for? I hope she will feel a little bit reluctant, a little bit regretful. He also wears the token of love he gave her around his neck. A person declared dead?

Murong Lie, you are really worthless.

He hates her. He hates himself even more for not giving up on her.

He pulled up her fingers. The slender fingers tried hard to pull them out of his palm, but they were unable to do so. Murong Lie looked at her hands with condensed and deep black eyes, and suddenly smiled lightly.

Yes. The token of love he gave her. The precious relic left by his mother. She didn't know where to throw it.

How could she still be wearing the engagement ring "Lady Emerald's Tears" that he gave.

Ring. Han Qingyi will give her as much as she wants.

Jewelry. No matter how special it is to him, it is just a disgusting memory to her.

He is so stupid that there is still a glimmer of hope. I hope she can have a little bit of sincerity towards him.

Murong Lie let go of his hand and looked at her coldly: "Do you want to ask me to forgive you?"

Tong'er only felt that his whole body exuded a strong evil aura. She couldn't understand what he was saying at all. She shook her head and wanted to roll off the bed, but was pulled back by Murong Lie.

The clothes were easily ripped off and thrown aside.

Tong'er struggled desperately. However, soon she was naked, and her arms were folded around her chest. The terrified eyes of her falling into his eyes only added a bit of temptation to arouse the man's bestiality.

"You let me go. How much do you want?" Tong'er has reached this point. Of course, it can be seen that the family is not looking for money. But she can only struggle to the death. "Let me go."

Her words didn't get any response anymore. The man in front of her was no longer the warm and gentle Murong Lie who loved her deeply.

All he wanted to do was revenge.

destroy her.

destroy her.

Let Tong'er struggle non-stop. He easily grabbed her slender legs. Tong'er watched him take off his clothes, screaming in fear, but only got a sneer.

"Do you still want to pretend? My lovely wife. Maybe you are addicted to playing this game." His shirt was thrown aside. The black lotus and black snake on his back reveal a strong breath of evil and desire. It is as if Like wanting to devour everything at any time. The corners of the thin mouth are raised coldly. "It seems that I have to accompany me to the end."

He walked over again step by step. Tong'er jumped out of the bed and fled, but he separated his legs again.

This time. He didn't use his fingers.

He grabbed her legs and straightened forward fiercely. The slender legs hanging on his arms were tense immediately. Tonger screamed. Blood flowed from her tightly biting lips.

Murong Lie saw it clearly. But he didn't feel any distress anymore.

It was she who owed him.

"It's really tight. Has Han Qingyi really never fucked you?"

Such vicious words came out of his mouth. Even he himself found it ironic.

The lover who once cared for and doted on her like that. The person who wished to use the whole world to hold her in front of her in exchange for her smiling face...but he was already so contemptible.

But... she deserves it all.

"Maybe it's because you've always been a virgin. Even I was fooled by you." Murong Lie pushed forward coldly and vigorously. His voice was cold and mocking. It was in stark contrast to the fiery movements under him. It's like polarized. "How could it be that Han Qingyi never fucked you. Unless he's dead."

He said this on his mouth, but his heart felt more like being bitten by poisonous ants.

Still feel deep-seated jealousy. Still hate her so much that I want to strangle her to death with my own hands.

Even now, as long as he thinks of her being with other men, he will go crazy with jealousy, and he doesn't want to admit it. He snatched her away before marrying Han Qingyi because he couldn't bear her walking away with Han Qingyi in a wedding dress into the wedding hall.

Tong'er didn't hear what he was saying at all. Not only him, but everything around him seemed to turn into nothingness in this extreme pain. Only the sharp and deep stabbing pain was real. She was like A fish out of water. It was pierced straight by the fork in the hand of the murloc. The pain spread from the pierced place to all the limbs.

Her screams could not move him.

A certain part of the body is closely connected with her. However, the heart has already been frozen. It is so far apart.

Every movement he made only made her more miserable. Her long hair was drenched with cold sweat.

When he couldn't remember how many times he tried hard, and finally hit her body hard, Tong'er finally fainted with a pale face.

**

When Tonger woke up, she only saw a tall figure in a black suit standing in front of the window. She gritted her teeth and grabbed the cup by the bed, and smashed it hard towards that figure.

"Bastard. I'm going to kill you," she cried. "You bastard. Crazy."

It was as if Murong Lie had eyes behind his back. He easily avoided the quilt flying in the air with a tilt of his head, and grabbed the cup in his hand with a casual grab.

He turned around. His handsome face was extremely evil and extremely cruel.

"Haven't you played enough of this game?" The corner of his mouth curled up mockingly. "Don't you do less with me in bed?"

Tonger's shoulders kept shaking: "Madman. You are a lunatic. I don't know you at all."

"Are you addicted to acting. Or... you are so devoted to that Han Qingyi. You feel like you have lost your virginity." Murong Lie crushed the cup with one hand. The broken cup exploded in the air and turned into glass scum and fell to the ground .and his hand was not injured at all.

Tong'er looked at him in disbelief. I don't know if he is a human or a gui.