Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

He tasted her impolitely. For a long time, he raised his eyes, stared at her eyes, got up and took her back to the bedroom.

The bedroom had changed the sheets, clean and warm. She was put on it, and the man invaded her slowly like a gentle beast.

This night, she became his real woman in his arms.

At last, she hugged him, and her thin white nails left slender blood marks on her strong shoulders.

After this time, every time he did it, he was much more patient and gentle than before. He didn't hurt her again, but he was very keen to ask her to cry and beg him

Sue is confused.

She was sure she liked Lan Yu, but she seemed to be addicted to the man's body.

She couldn't refuse him. She knew that every time he asked her, her resistance was symbolic. In fact, she didn't want to resist at all. She even trembled with excitement because of expectation.

She seems to have fallen. She is addicted to men's love, women's love, and she despises herself.

Su Lian no longer begged him to let go. When he was away, she would sit on the small terrace and look out of the window with herself. Once she sat for a day, she didn't eat much. As long as she wasn't too hungry, she wouldn't think of eating.

She became more and more hungry. In fact, her body became weaker and weaker. Every night, when a man held her hand, it seemed that the bone broke as soon as he broke it.

But he was only interested in her body, not half interested in her life. He didn't say anything, but just enjoyed her body.

After she surrendered to her jade hope, she no longer resisted. Men were also addicted to this crazy affair and wanted her every night for a week.

Su Lian gave up on herself. She thought he wouldn't let her go. Now she is like this again——

Maybe she's been stuck here all her life.

Or maybe she won't live forever.

Can he let her live? Even so, how long can her body satisfy him? She knows that there are several women in this place, all of whom are Hungarian women with big waist and thin waist.

He's bored. Maybe he'll throw her away.

Also, a man like him, where he is and his men let Su Lian know that he won't be a good man. How long can he live and will he be caught soon?

She can't know.

Su Lian smiled bitterly, blinked her eyes gently, and there were two tears on her long eyelashes.

It seems that she has lived here for a long time, so long that she almost forgot the outside world, and even her mood of liking Lan Yu.

The memories in her mind were disrupted and shattered by a group of rude rhythms every night. He said that she was not allowed to think of other men when she did it, and let her do it at her discretion at other times.

Su Lian bit her lip, took out a sketch book, picked up a pencil and gently drew on it.

She imagined Lan Yu's appearance and drew it stroke by stroke.

But when she drew it, it was Lan Yu, but it had long lost its charm.

She couldn't draw Lanyu anymore - Su Lian thought in horror.

She tore off the page and began to draw crazily again, but she couldn't draw at all.

It's all over the terrace. It's a mess.

When the man came back, he saw her sitting there with a dull look.

The man's eyes swept around, then he saw the papers on the ground and picked up one.

Lan Yu.

He wore a mask with deep eyes, so he picked up pieces of paper one by one.