Luxury Marriage: Rich Family's Love

The darkness of extreme expansion obscures the bright and prosperous night scene of the city. The cold floor to ceiling window glass is like separating two worlds. The thin neon beam falls into the dark presidential suite, revealing a beautiful ambiguous room.

In the messy room, the man leaned over and crazy with a few traces of cruelty.

At the same moment, the repressed woman, with her fingers rigidly tightened, could not refuse to bear an inhuman pain.

Until a low roar out of control sounded, everything came to a standstill.

Finally... It's over.

Qianxia exhaled deeply, loosened her lips that bit blood, but didn't open her eyes.

The man left without nostalgia, raised his arms and looked down at her. His extremely hot eyes seemed to spread a huge net and trapped her.

"Oh, I hope I didn't hurt you just now."

The evil spirit deep voice sound was in her ear, and the cold tone carried obvious ridicule. Qianxia trembled without trace, but didn't say a word.

The man turned over and got out of bed. The sound of footsteps sounded. After a while, the sound of water came from the bathroom.

Qianxia laboriously moved her painful body and curled herself into a circle with such a helpless and sad arc. Like refusing to see anything, she kept her eyes closed. Her slender eyelashes were wet, but she couldn't gather at last.

It is doomed that this is a transaction. No matter how painful and embarrassing it is, she won't cry.

Night is slightly cool. Temperature of the room with theout air conditioner is not high. Qianxia can't help shivering and his consciousness is a little vague.

Just then, the glass door of the bathroom was pushed open, and the man came out with a bath towel around his waist.

At the moment of light and shadow, the light behind him reflected his purplish red lips and the arc of his thin jaw.

Sitting on the sofa in front of the window, his figure was completely hidden in the dark. He casually lit a cigarette and took a few comfortable puffs before he spoke, "I'm very satisfied with your performance tonight. Then, I'll fulfill what I said."

Qianxia slowly opened her bloodshot eyes, and her ruddy lips pulled out a touch of almost charming ridicule, "isn't it?"

From her point of view, she couldn't see him in the dark, so qianxia didn't know what kind of eyes the man looked at himself at this moment. She just felt that this vision was too strange and strange. Her natural sensitivity made her feel cold on her back.

Just when qianxia thought he was going to be stiff in this silence, he smiled and snuffed out the smoke in his hand.

He got up and walked to the bedside. He bent down and gently stroked her face with delicate fingers. "Don't hurt yourself too much. In fact, you can try to enjoy the happiness with me. It's not forced, do you say?"

Qianxia's body was a little tight and her eyelashes trembled. She subconsciously tilted her head back to avoid his breath.

"Have a good rest. See you tomorrow."

Before leaving, he vaguely kissed her earlobe.

Qianxia Shuer closed his eyes, and his body could not restrain itself. He was aroused by bursts of trembling, which could not be calmed down for a long time.

Qianxia left the hotel at 4 a.m.

The first pain was much deeper than she thought, not entirely because of the man's wild and rude, but more because she felt wronged. She couldn't remember how long she hadn't felt the urge to cry for herself. She couldn't help laughing and wanted to pity and laugh for her sadness.