Mysterious husband always comes late at night

The cold shining dagger swam up from the hem of the dress against her skin. Where she passed, the dress was cut in half, and she was chilly all over.

Wei Anning's whole body froze. She was too scared to move. She was afraid that the knife edge would not have eyes. She was so angry that she scolded, "you pervert, what are you doing? Let me go!"

"Want to know?" The man leisurely appreciated her anger and fear. He approached her and his voice was almost gentle. "The night is still long. Save some energy. I'm afraid you can't call it later. It's so boring."

Wei Anning struggled angrily and accidentally touched the blade. The snow-white and delicate skin suddenly burst into flesh and blood beads, just like a red plum in full bloom on the white snow.

The sharp contrast between white and red stimulates the man's eyes and his body tightens.

The man's Adam's apple slid up and down. He leaned down, stretched out his tongue and rolled away the blood beads. He looked evil and bloodthirsty, as if he were tasting the most delicious food in the world.

The slippery tongue, like a cold snake letter, swam on her skin. Wei Anning got goose bumps all over. A pair of black grape like pupils were full of anger, "let me go, pervert, don't you touch me!"

"No?" The man picked his eyebrows slightly, and the Feng eyes were full of disapproval. "Wei Jing, what qualifications do you have to say? You are in my territory. I can do whatever I want to do to you. You can't help it! "

"I'm not Wei Jing, you psycho. How many times do you want me to say it before you believe it?" Wei Anning roared angrily, and her eyes were red. Her spirit was greatly damaged this day and night, especially the pressure brought to her by the masked man in front of her, which made her unable to bear.

She's not Wei Jing. Why should she be tortured for her?

And where did this pervert come from? During the day, she was busy trying to find out where she was and how to go back. She simply forgot this person.

The man looked sinister. He pinched Wei Anning's chin and his eyes were paranoid. "I said you were you. Dare you scold me again for being crazy!"

"God..."

Before Wei Anning finished, there was a "hiss" in her ear, and then her little dress was torn in half. Her eyes widened and she struggled violently.

The room is filled with the crisp sound of bells, full of evil fun.

"Scold, I let you continue to scold!"

Wei Anning struggled fiercely. Her wrists and ankles were abraded, and the pain made her cry. She clenched her teeth and stared at the man. She couldn't reach out to wipe the tears representing weakness, but her eyes showed the stubbornness of never giving in to him.

The man was stunned.

"Why do you hate that woman named Wei Jing so much? Did she run away with another man behind your back? You are such a pervert. If it were me, I would run too. "

I don't know which sentence poked the man's pain. His face was distorted for a moment, and it was cold again in the twinkling of an eye.

The man suddenly bullied her. He appreciated her twisted face with pain and the pleasure of revenge surged in her body. He sneered: "Wei Jing, you owe a man so much to clean up. I can help you!"

"You are shameless!" Wei Anning trembled with pain. This feeling was different from being controlled by drugs last night. She was very conscious and felt the dense pain from her chest to her limbs and bones, as well as humiliation.

The man looked down at her. Her skin was so tender that he pinched it. There were clear red marks on it, which stimulated the beast hidden in his body. His body quickly reacted. He leaned down and bit her lip flap. He said, "I'm shameless, then I'll let you see what real shamelessness is!"