Rich and poisonous love: Husband, please love me

The coldness coming from her chest brought back her wandering thoughts.

Looking down, the cotton swab smeared on her two bumps.

Her face, which had finally calmed down, turned red again, and she quickly covered it to prevent him from continuing to cheat for personal gain, and falteringly said: "Here, I, I'll just do it myself!"

"I don't do things that are anticlimactic." After he finished speaking lightly, he pushed her hands away and continued what he was doing just now.

She was speechless for him to play hooligan so confidently.

Being raped by him in such a serious manner, she is still very contented, she is really loved by Lei's appearance and tenderness.

Ling Muze was indeed a beast clad in human skin.

Do what animals do, and say what people say.

Identification is completed.

She froze there without daring to move, fearing that he would pounce on her in the next second and eat her to the bone.

From the beginning to the end, he just wiped her wounds without saying a word, as if the old monk was calm and devoid of any emotions or desires.

Looking at her two soft lumps, like staring at a sarcoma, her eyes are not stained with the slightest ripple, which makes her very strange and completely unbelievable.

It's not that she thinks she's so attractive, but that he loves to torture and abuse her so much, but he doesn't take this opportunity to play tricks on her, it's really unbelievable.

Her eyes kept staring at him guardedly until he cleaned the wound for her, put the ointment and medicine into the medicine box, and put the medicine box aside, she still stared at him with wide eyes in disbelief .

She was afraid that this was just the calm before the storm. He hid all his beastly desires at this moment, and then erupted at once, torturing her to death.

She was thinking uneasily, and a flash of eyes flashed over, sharp as if she could see through everything.

"The smell of medicine on your body is too strong, I'm not interested."

Her mind was seen through, and she was extremely embarrassed.

Knowing that he would not do anything to her tonight, she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Are you glad that I'm not interested in you tonight?" He raised his firm chin and looked at her complicatedly.

She didn't know how to answer, and avoided his sight.

His eyes were too deep, like a bottomless pool, making people unconsciously afraid.

"I'm asking you something, are you deaf?" She didn't like it, she avoided herself in fear, because her mood was agitated, her tone became cold unconsciously.

With his suddenly cold tone, she stiffened nervously, and blurted out: "No!"

Realizing what she said, she gritted her teeth in frustration, but she didn't expect to bite her tongue. The pain caused her tears to roll in her eyes.

"Since you want me to be lucky to you so much, I will do what I can to satisfy you." His handsome face approached her, his scorching/hot breath sprayed in her ears, his voice was extremely magnetic, flowing around her like a magic voice ears.

She shrank back, trying to keep as far away from him as possible.

This man is too dangerous, if you are not careful, you will be seduced by him.

"Don't avoid me, please/please me!" He approached without hesitation, with his hands on her sides, so that she could no longer retreat, and could only let him be only a finger away from her.

"You, didn't you say you're not interested in me?" Her voice trembled.

His seductive lips raised a playful arc: "In that regard, I can respond to whether I am interested or not, and I can satisfy your desire for me."

"I didn't have any desire for you. You don't feel too good about yourself. Besides, not all women will be interested when they see you." She hesitated.

He was too close, the scorching/hot breath sprayed on his face, coupled with his extremely ambiguous tone, her heart beat uncontrollably, and her cheeks were hot.

"No? Then why is your face so red?" His slender and warm fingers jumped up her chin, his handsome eyes were seductive, his expression was haughty, extremely charming, but there was a danger of being seductive and deep.

"I, my wound is infected, and I feel a little dizzy. I have a fever." She was indeed dizzy. If you ask her which side is south, she will definitely not be able to tell.

She has been very disappointed by his bewilderment.

"It's not easy for me to trust people. Only after verification can I know whether what you said is true."

As soon as the words fell, she was pushed down on the bed. Before she could react, his body was already on top of her.

His hot chest touched her skin.

The thunder hit the ground, and she was so hot that she was about to smoke, and she was in pain.

The double feelings were intertwined into dire straits, and she felt that she was dying of pain.

"No, don't do that to me tonight, I won't be able to stand it!" She looked at him pleadingly.

The wild memory of that night is too clear, and now she is tired and in pain, unable to bear his unrestrained demands.

"You don't seem to recognize your identity yet." He said coldly, his eyes were menacing: "You are my mistress, as long as I want, you have to spread your legs and let me come in! "

Shui Xi's face turned pale all of a sudden.

The slightly harmonious atmosphere just now disappeared suddenly because of his sarcasm and cold words.

She clutched the bed sheet tightly with her fingers in pain.

She is a mistress.

She was just a mistress for his pleasure.

But she raised a trace of warmth that shouldn't be there, just because he gently rubbed the medicine on her.

She is really stupid and sad enough.

She clearly knows what kind of man he is, but she is still bewitched by him easily and fascinated by him.

She even felt palpitated by the tenderness he had just shown, thinking that he treated her a little differently.

It turned out that she was no different from those women who slept with him.

They are all objects for him to vent.

If possible, she really wanted to stay away from him and not have any contact with him.

This man has an irresistible attraction. After he hooks you up, he will hurt you more ruthlessly and play with you completely.

But she couldn't escape, she was like a kite being pulled by the silk thread at will, as long as he didn't let go, she wouldn't be free.

Until one day, he got tired of playing and let go, but she fell into pieces with her feet deep in the mud.

She was so afraid of continuing to get along with him, so afraid that one day her heart would fall on him, and by that time, she would really die without a place to bury her.

Although she told herself over and over again, he just wanted to grow up with Ling Muze who grew up with him when he was young.

However, she couldn't look silently at this man who was similar in appearance but exuded a strong force no matter what he said or did, and couldn't be as calm as water at all.

She felt like a little animal trapped in a cage, her head was badly hit, but she couldn't break free from the cage that bound her.

Even though the lights were bright, she felt that there was darkness in front of her eyes, and her body was trembling with fear.

Feeling his fingers on his waist, her body moved sensitively immediately, trying to avoid his touch, but due to too much force, the wound was pulled, and she made a hissing sound in pain.

His hand didn't stop because of her screams, but continued to climb upwards.

He seemed to deliberately punish her for being misbehaving. When he stroked the scar, he was very hard, and her teeth chattered from the pain.

He grabbed his hand unbearably, sobbing in his voice: "Ling Muze, can't you wait all night?"

"Can't wait!" He said decisively.

She bit her lower lip tightly before she had the courage to continue: "I'm so hurt now, you don't want to break me down, do you? And you didn't say that you are not interested in seeing my scars, you have so many mistresses, if That aspect needs to be resolved so much, let’s find them.”

He stared at her coldly with evil eyes: "The cry of a woman when she is hurt is the most exciting, don't you think?"

"You're shameless!" she cursed through gritted teeth, and raised her hand to slap her unbearably, but he grabbed it in time.

"You're still in good spirits. It looks like we'll fight hundreds of rounds tonight without any problem." A mocking light flickered in his eyes, his arms wrapped around her neck, and the whole person fell into his arms.

His lips moved close to hers, his eyes were full of desire.

She turned her head away in panic, his lips fell on her side face.

Fingers pinched her jaws, forcing her to turn her head.

The tone is strong dissatisfaction: "Don't resist me!"

She has experienced his horror more than once.

Her body was stiff and motionless.

There was a playful light in his eyes.

Accurately grasped her lips.

The indescribably familiar smell filled his nostrils, making him restless, gnawing on the incense she entangled with her.

"Well...don't..." She pushed his shoulders, and looked at the enlarged handsome face with wide eyes.

If it wasn't for the pain from the tearing wound, she thought he would fall in again.

"Do you think you have the right to resist? Will you let me go if you resist?" His voice was domineering and assertive.

She clutched the bed sheet tightly with both hands, her nails digging into her palms made her feel numb with pain, and then, her heart was so desolate that she could no longer feel the pain.

She is just his plaything.

She closed her eyes sadly, no longer resisting.

Since resistance is futile, why bother to make unnecessary struggles.

A line of bitter tears rolled down the corner of his eyes.

Suddenly, his stroking movement stopped.

She opened her eyes.

The two looked at each other two by two.

It seems that through thousands of years, I have met the person I have been looking for, and I only have each other's figure in my eyes.

But the fact is that one gaze is sad and helpless, while the other flashes a cold light.

She was afraid of his cold blood and ruthlessness, and he was dissatisfied with her tears.

How many women in the world are waiting to get into his bed, but she sheds tears unwillingly.

But damn it, seeing her cry, his heart felt as if he had been bewitched, and he couldn't help but soften.

I was very annoyed by this inexplicable feeling, and wanted to have her according to my desire regardless.

But seeing her teary eyes, I felt pity for her, he couldn't force her arbitrarily like before.

He wondered if it was because of excessive indulgence and mental exhaustion that this feeling that shouldn't appear existed.

It seems that in the future, he must restrain himself and stop acting recklessly.

He grabbed her waist and held her in his arms.

She didn't know what he would do to her next, and she looked at him with wide eyes wide open.

"If you don't want to sleep? I can do something to celebrate the start of our transaction." He looked down at her and said in a low voice.

She looked at him ecstatically: "Sleep, I want to sleep!"

Her eyes are very beautiful, clear and bright, because of joy, it's like crystals poured into them, shining outrageously.