Aspire For Love Wistfully

Jiang Yao looked indifferent and continued: "I know the reason why she came here is me. On the one hand, he wanted to take care of me. On the other hand, he would tell my parents about my situation at home. In the studio, he put pressure on Gu Zhao. In fact, one month after I married Gu Zhao, my parents wanted me to divorce him. Ha ha ha, I don't know why I can persist for so long. "

Remember the first time they shared a room, one night a year after they got married. Gu Zhao was socializing outside, but he drank too much. He came back drunk. She picked him up.

Gu Zhao's assistant called him and asked her to pick him up at the hotel. She went to see the drunken Gu Zhao very distressed, with the help of the assistant, she went home smoothly.

This is not the first time, so she is very skilled in taking care of Gu Zhao. Take off her shoes and wipe his body. This time, while helping him wipe his body, Gu Zhao grabbed Jiang Yao and fell on him.

Jiang Yao thought of it, but Gu Zhao didn't give him a chance. Although Jiang Yao wanted to share a room with him, she didn't think it was like this.

In the heart is very afraid, constantly want to struggle to open.

"That's what you want, what you're pretending to be."

Followed by the sound of clothes tearing, Jiang Yao Leng for a while, so under the gap. She was stripped of all her clothes. Jiang Yao shook her head and said, "no, no, Gu Zhao, let me go, let me go."

She was afraid, especially for Gu Zhao's dark eyes and fierce eyes.

Jiang Yao felt a stabbing pain in front of her chest and found a big mark on her chest. It's hard to see. Jiang Yao began to resist violently and struggled constantly.

I don't know if the more she resisted, the greater the relative reaction she got. Maybe the stubborn strength of Jiang Yao led Gu Zhao's desire to conquer.

Her hands were clamped by Gu Zhao's two hands and her legs were pressed, so she couldn't resist. Looking at her humiliating posture with tears, she had a dead heart.

Gu Zhao's head is buried in Jiang Yao's chest. Every place he goes, he must leave a heavy mark. Jiang Yao felt very painful, but her resistance didn't work.

The man who bowed his head seemed to have had enough of playing and fixed Jiang Yao's hand on one hand. He stretched out his hand to take off his clothes. When Jiang Yao saw his thing, she widened her eyes.

Not never, but······

Gu Zhao opened his deep eyes and looked at her. Jiang Yao forgot to respond for a moment, but the pain on her body pulled her back from the empty state, and her struggle became stronger.

"Gu Zhao, look who I am. Don't you say you won't touch me? Let me go, let me go. I beg you, please

Jiang Yao keeps begging for mercy, Gu Zhao is not moved, Jiang Yao subconsciously closed legs, want to do the last resistance. But her strength there will be a boy's strength, Gu Zhao's legs pinched into Jiang Yao's legs.

Jiang Yao wanted to replace him with her feet, but soon her legs were crushed. What's more, her body was turned over. She felt Gu Zhao's thing rubbing against the root of his thigh.

It's itchy. She's not feeling well. She can't move now, the back of her hand is stretching out her hand, and she can't make any effort at all. I don't know if I have a feeling that something dangerous has happened.

Then Jiang Yao felt that Gu Zhao no longer lingered in her thigh root, but arrived at her most private place. All of a sudden, Jiang Yao's head was blank, crying and crying.

Maybe she struggled too hard to get him closer. Gu Zhao's whole body is in a daze, and his desire makes him feel very uncomfortable. He doesn't even think about it, so he just comes forward.

Jiang Yao yelled, and there was only one word in her head.

"It hurts."

The pain of tearing makes her lost strength come back, and she wants to escape. While Gu Zhao relaxed, Jiang Yao wanted to move forward.

Gu Zhao seems to see through her ideas, hands holding her to, a submerged.

He didn't give Jiang Yao too much time to react, because he was too uncomfortable. The piston began to move.

Cried Jiang Yao, hoarse and frowning. There was pain, unspeakable pain, no pleasure to speak of. She closed her eyes and suddenly heard a name.

"Xu Xiao."

When Gu Zhao makes love with her again, he calls other women's names. Jiang Yaoxin was cut by something, and Xueling's wound was dripping blood.

With his name Xu Xiao more and more frequently, his range of action is also growing. Jiang Yao didn't know how long he had been exerting himself. It was early the next morning when he woke up again.

When she opened her eyes, her first feeling was pain. It was very painful in her privacy. The second feeling is that the body is the same as being torn down, and the other is that it feels sticky and uncomfortable.

The moment she opened her eyes, a hand caught her neck. Gu Zhao's indifferent voice sounded on Jiang Yao's head: "who is your courage to let you count me?"

Jiang Yao wants to open his hand first, but it's useless. Because his strength was so great, she said difficultly, "I don't have it."

Jiang Yao knew that he was referring to what happened last night.

"No? Don't you want to do something like this with me for a long time? Why can't you help it at last? "

Jiang Yao's face was pinched crimson, she was very uncomfortable, the feeling of suffocation hit again. She made no resistance. Gu Zhao released her, and Jiang Yao was breathing again. She gasped, her head hanging by the bed.

Before a few seconds, Jiang Yao's body was turned over, the quilt covering her body was half covered, and she was pressed on the bed. Jiang Yao's legs feel the familiar things, Jiang Yao stare big eyes.

"Don't you want it? I'll give it to you."

Jiang Yao kicks him with her feet. As a result, Gu Zhao grabs her by the hand and presses her legs on the bed, making her unable to move. Jiang Yao's quilt has been torn away.

She looked at her posture in bed and was humiliated. But what shocked her even more was Gu Zhao. She watched it grow bigger.

She saw it last night, but it was night, not very clear. The pain between his legs was still there. Jiang Yao looked at him in horror and begged for mercy: "no, Gu Zhao doesn't. I'm wrong. I'm really wrong. Would you let me go? I'm... um ~ "

Gu Zhao not only did not let her go, but let him watch himself enter. Last night, the feeling of tearing came again, and Jiang Yao's cold sweat came out.

"It's too late. You've got me."

Gu Zhao close to Jiang Yao's ear said such a sentence.