Cold-hearted young master and revenge bride

It's like looking at a clown.

She obediently climbed up and lay down, sensitive skin clearly felt the thin cool on the sheet, bit by bit through the pores, penetrated into her body, and penetrated into her trembling heart.

Looking at the lying woman, he suddenly became interested in knowing what she could do.

Her whole body was stiff, and her face turned pale, like a flower that lost its moisture. She looked at him. The handsome man, who was as beautiful as a God, stood elegantly, with some interest in his eyes, looked at her with a high attitude, as if he was looking at a clown.

She was trembling with anger.

Why?

Why humiliate her like this?

What did she do wrong?

She just wants to protect her brother. Why do you want to embarrass her like this?

Is money great?

Chu lanchao is slightly stunned and doesn't look at her body. Her stubborn eyes attract him and make his heart tremble slightly.

But the next moment he recovered his nature. Since he dared to come here, what dignity would he like to have?

He grinned coldly.

Small face pale, cold sweat DC, the body can not control the shaking, want to retreat, but in the face of his cold like ice eyes, she was born to swallow the voice of pain from the throat, and then the pain of biting teeth, with the same cold, stubborn eyes looking at him.

She knew that she should not. If she offended him, she might not get money. But at this moment, she never thought so much. She just wanted to keep a little, even a little, dignity in front of that person.

He was a little annoyed.

The girl's cold eyes hurt his pride.

Never a woman in his body has been able to maintain such indifference and calm, and never seen such a stubborn girl, clearly pain to death, but stubborn teeth refused to cry out.

She is so stubborn!

The atmosphere in the room is very strange, two people, obviously doing the most intimate things, but it is so far away, as if they can't get close to each other even if they try their best.

The breath, the sound of the waves, rose and fell in the silent room.

He casually covered himself with a sheet, lit a cigarette, looked at the girl who held back the pain and lowered her head to focus on dressing, and asked faintly, "what's your number?"

She dressed slightly. After a while, she said softly, "No.18!"

Half a month to go!

He quickly calculated, then said: "I let the driver take you back, tomorrow I will let the driver to pick you up!"

He didn't want to touch her again. He was as stiff as a zombie. He was not interested at all. What made him most unhappy was that her stubborn eyes made him very angry.

However, he didn't believe that he was really so capable. If he could hit the target at once, he would do it more safely. In this way, at least half a month later, he would be completely free and never need to see her again.

Anyway, he is only responsible for sowing, and his mother will do other things well.

Her body was slightly stiff, and her body shrunk like a reflex. She soon recovered. She lowered her head to straighten her buttons and gave a gentle hum.

The pain of the night made her heart resist his touch, but she also knew that it was impossible to avoid if she wanted to get pregnant successfully.

I just hope I can get pregnant early, so I don't have to contact him anymore.