After Those Years of Misery

She instinctively wanted to close the door, but was blocked by him first and stepped into the door.

As soon as Qiao Yushi entered the door, he smelled a sweet fragrance, which came from Zilog in Xinyu.

He came with no other purpose but to punish her.

Bad woman, have to pay for her behavior!

I looked at her up and down, her face was full of spring, and her appearance after the new bath was as seductive as if she had just been loved by a man.

The skin is white and tender, and it can be broken by blowing. It may be because of the urgency of wearing the nightgown. The belt has not had time to fasten, and it shows a bit of decadent beauty.

Seeing him staring at her like a wolf, Zillog felt uncomfortable.

"Are you okay? Tell me if something is going on, please come back, I'm going to rest." She said coldly, her face tight, and she lowered her head to tie her pajamas.

"Have a bath?" He asked knowingly, staring at the water droplets falling from her neck to her cleavage, her throat tight.

She frowned impatiently, guessed the purpose of his trip, and spoke coldly, hoping to drive him away through words.

"Don't you think it would be inappropriate to go to my brother and girlfriend's room at night?" If he asked such a question, he didn't know whether a man or a woman would give or receive a kiss?

"You are my woman, Zilog, remember, you can only be my own woman in this life!" He habitually pinched her chin and forced her to look up at him.

Whether he loves her or not, and whether she loves him or not.

She has been in his bed before, so she must never be in someone else's bed.

As for Qiao Yuhuan's case, it doesn't count as if she was drugged. Of course, he also had to punish her for being unrespectful.

"But I'm already your brother's woman, don't you think that shouldn't be done to me?" She retorted.

"Don't forget, after you were in bed with him, I was still in bed." He finished viciously, staring at her trembling lips like rose petals, and he was about to kiss it.

"You let me go!" she yelled, don't be like him at Qiao's house.

He came here with a big thorn, if Xue'er sees it, don't you still feel sad?

"The longer I come out anyway, the more doubt Cheng Feixue will be. You can figure it out, I will spend it here tonight, waiting for you to take the initiative to give me."

He finished speaking slowly, then suddenly loosened her waist and chin, and walked to the inner bedroom.

Leaning on the wide bed, he proudly waited for his prey to be delivered.

How could Zilog not be afraid, even if he didn't want to, hate him in his heart, and had to bow his head.

She followed in, looked at him imploringly, and said softly: "Qiao Yushi, please, don't be like this. You go back quickly, don't make Xueer suspicious. I'm pregnant now, it's impossible...impossible That way, I'm afraid of hurting the child."

Humph, she still bowed her head. How kind he pretended to be, he knew that she would continue to be kind.

This is good, fun and challenging.

"That's a child to be beaten. There is no injury or injury." His voice is not warm, and there is no slightest pity for the child in her stomach.

He really doesn't love her, otherwise he wouldn't care about her flesh and blood, her feelings.

She felt a pain in her heart, but she looked at him stubbornly and wanted to say that she had to give birth to this child.

But she didn't say that for the time being, she only needed to know this idea, and let him know that it was too troublesome.

"Even if it is a child to be aborted, it can't be aborted like this, it will hurt the body." She tried to persuade, but only saw a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

"Do you think I care about your body? You're hurt, and I'm not going to change a woman to be a bed and a half."

He is cruel!

Well, since you don't care about me and don't cherish your own children, then come hurt.

She closed her eyes and reached out to her nightgown.

"Come on." She said, since it can't be avoided, it's better to start and end early, so he can return to Xue'er early.

The nightdress fell to the ground, and only a pair of black lace bottoms remained on the perfect body. The last name was charming.

Qiao Yushi looked at her like this, looked at her slightly cocked chest, his eyes humiliated her.

She held her head high and held her chest tall, with a neither humble nor humble attitude. He can humiliate her, but she cannot humiliate herself, she has done nothing wrong.

Even if he came to Qiao's house, it was for friendship, and even if he stayed overnight, it was for his grandmother.

Even now, his anger was because he had misunderstood that the child was Qiao Yuhuan, and she hadn't done anything to apologize to him, and she was open.

She approached him step by step, her face glowing with holy and selflessness.

He really didn't know how she did it. On the one hand, she was narrow and selfish, and on the other hand, she made people think she was innocent.

But he won't be the slightest softhearted to her tonight, he wants to delay her, let her die!

Having reached the bed, Zillog sat down on the bed, ready to lie down.

Qiao Yushi still had a sneer on his face, and pointed to the belt of his nightgown.

He wants her to help him take it off? This scumbag, he still changed his tricks to torture her.

Seeing her still, he didn't move, staring at her sideways, spending time with her. She can't afford to lose, he knows.

Zillog had to stand up, walked to him a few steps, grabbed the strap of his nightgown with his little hand, and pulled it, and the silk nightgown slipped away.

His sturdy chest was under her eyelids, and his wheat-colored skin exuded a charming luster. However, at this time, she did not have any mood to appreciate his body.

"All off." His temperatureless voice rang above her head.

He never asked her to do this, she was really cramped.

Biting his lip, he still did as he ordered, pulling on his cuff, pulling down one of his sleeves, and then the other.

He owed his body, she took out his nightgown and put it on the bedside table.

She thought, now he should stop torturing her.

Without thinking, his finger pointed to his own underwear.

"Take it all off, don't you understand?" he said coldly.

Zillog took a deep breath and shivered and put his little hand on the edge of his panties, but he couldn't take it off because he was nervous.

He seemed to be in no hurry and was enjoying the process, just leaning there, waiting for her to serve him.

In the process of fighting, the little hand will always touch his clone seemingly, making it more majestic as a rock.

Seeing her delicate body, his body was already hot. At this moment, he just gritted his teeth and endured, not wanting her to get out so easily.

Finally, she won and the **** lost.

Her face was already red and bleeding, she didn't dare to look at the upright thing, embarrassed and embarrassed, but he was not satisfied yet.

He was leaning against the head of the bed at first, but now that he finished taking it off, he lay down on the bed.

What does he mean? He didn't want to be like that, why would he lie here, Zillog thought tangledly.

Soon, he told her the answer.

"Come to please me!"

"What?" She didn't understand.

Every time they had taken the initiative, she had never known what to please.

Seeing that she really didn't understand and didn't pretend, he kindly reminded her.

"Use yours here, here, and here to seduce me."

Her face burned fiercely, her heart beating fiercely, it was humiliation, panic, and more at a loss.

"How I kissed you before, do it now!" He reminded her again that the tone of voice was still not warm.

She was still standing on the ground in a daze, knowing what he did, but she just couldn't do it.

"I can wait!" He still said that, so that she had no retreat.

Who can save her? The bite of her lips was already oozing blood, and he felt more excited when he looked at it.

Shame! Also knows to face! Knowing that you shouldn't climb on Qiao Yuhuan's bed if you want a face.

He wanted her to lose her last dignity, she asked for it, she deserved it.

With a bloodthirsty smile on his face, he said lightly: "Tsk, I really don't understand you, since you are out to do it, who do you want to pretend to be noble?"

Come out and do it?

He actually said this to her, insulted her, and treated her as a cheap and laughing woman on the spot.

Her face was insulted by his words, she instantly turned white, her lips trembled, and she didn't know what to say to refute.

At this moment, a lot of psychological struggles were staged in her heart.

I want to question him, he let her conceive the baby, why tortured her like this?

In the end, she said nothing, her expression calm and cold.

"What you want me to do, I can't do it."

"Can't do it?" He sat up and pinched her small chin again.

"I think you were drugged that night, so you made it? How did you lure Qiao Yuhuan to tell me about it."

She could say that she missed him over and over again, with a slutty voice, as long as she thought about him, he would have a physiological reaction.

I guess that was the beginning. She might be crazy later, and she might have done all the more nasty things.

As long as he thought of how she and Qiao Yuhuan were rolling on this bed, his eyes were burnt with jealousy.

"You..." Zillog was so angry that he didn't want to say anything. He thought badly, thinking that others were just as bad as him.

Talking to this kind of person, she is disdainful.

"I'll give you one last chance, to please me, or not to please?" He pulled her small face very close, so close that he could see his hideous expression in her pupils.

Very good, he just wants to treat her like this, let her remember that he can't mess with it.

"I don't!" These two words were spit out in the little mouth, with a firm attitude.

She thought about it, and she must give in to her principle if she wants to kill.

"Until Huanghe is not dead, very good integrity." He wanted to see how long she could hold on.

With a sneer, while letting go of her chin, he picked up the landline on the bedside table.

"Guess, who am I calling this call?" He asked with a chuckle, already dialing, with 135 in front.

Zillog rushed over, snapped, and grabbed the receiver in his hand.

"I promise you, you can't call Cher!"

He is the devil, the devil she did not know in her life that she had done the great bad thing, and God punished her and let her meet.

"Done?" he asked again, with a devil's smile on his face.

She gritted her teeth and said softly and firmly: "Do!"