Refusing to marry a wealthy family: the young mistress fled 99 times

Gong Zihua couldn't avoid his fiery offensive, and his mind went blank for a while.

Donggong Ziche found that as long as he kissed Gong Zihua, this guy would immediately show him the fragments.

And the blood color is really good too, from time to time I blush...

Dong Gongzi's hot kiss made Gong Zihua's lips rosy, and the ambiguous kissing sound resounded in the quiet space. Gong Zihua's hand, he must not know his hand— —At this time, betraying him rested on Donggong Ziche's waist.

In a state of confusion, one of his legs was thrown aside, and Dong Gongzi was between his legs.

His hands were still sticky with Miyako Hua, and he was smearing them underneath.

A tearing pain.

Gong Zihua's pupils suddenly dilated, staring at Dong Gongziche's evil face...

Realizing what the other party wanted to do to him, he tremblingly shouted angrily: "You, how dare you~~~~~"

Dong Gongzi pressed his shoulder, and gently wiped the sweat from his forehead with the other hand: "Relax."

"Get out, Lao Tzu!" Gong Zihua's face twitched, "It hurts!"

The corners of Dong Gongziche's mouth stiffened slightly, and said in a low voice, "I'm in pain too."

"..."

"Forbearance, forbearance is over, huh?" Gong Zihua's gentle voice that has never been heard before, a pair of black pupils are like an endless abyss, he embeds Gong Zihua's body tightly, hands He even held him down, not allowing him to escape.

Gong Zihua's face turned from blue to red to white——

The pain wiped out the passion just now, and the thought of being beaten like a woman by... He almost bled from his teeth.

However, Donggong Ziche's body was still going inside.

Every inch was so painful that Gong Zihua wanted to vomit blood.

"Get out, get out of here!" Gong Zihua shouted hoarsely.

Dong Gongzi came over and kissed his lips again.Gong Zihua was not as obsessed as before, and kept his eyes wide open. He saw Dong Gongziche's face so close that he could see his long eyelashes clearly.

Dong Gongziche's face was both rigid and soft, masculine and delicate, like stars flashing across the sky.

Gong Zihua gasped in pain, and bit down on Gong Zihua's lip.

He didn't let go, as if he didn't feel any pain, he kissed him nostalgicly, the taste of blood intertwined between their lips...

After all these years, he finally got him.

A strange starlight flashed across Donggong Ziche's eyes, and he moved slowly, relying only on his own instinct to move.Every time, he couldn't help asking: "Zihua, I like men too?" "Zihua, you are the same as me..." "You are very comfortable, aren't you?" "Zihua, tell me , you enjoy it now too?" "Zihua, talk, huh? Answer me..."...

Gong Zihua was so painful that she almost fainted, and there were only three words in her mind: neuropathy.

He is in such pain and still enjoys a wool!

But the strange thing is that the body is slowly replaced by a passionate feeling, no longer only pain, but more and more intense.

Gong Zihua seemed to have fallen into a deep sea, and was sometimes beaten up by a huge wave that had never been seen before, ups and downs on the surface of the sea, and sometimes immersed in the bottom of the deeper sea, and was about to be drowned by the sea.

Dong Gongzi pressed Gong Zihua's heart, Gong Zihua's heart beat fast, and so did he.

After being thrown to the top of the wave, his lips came to Gong Zihua's ear, and he said slowly: "You know... This scene has been in my mind for many years."