President's Private Spoil Rule

Zuo Xiaoyou returned to the ward arranged for her with her schoolbag. All the equipment beds were moved away, leaving only an empty room.

It hasn't been used for many days. The mobile phone has long been dead.

There was no chair in the room. Left, right and left sat on the windowsill waiting for the cell phone to charge.

Zuo Xiaoyou sat quietly, his forehead against the window, his eyes looked out of the window without focus, and his heart tingled.

Gradually dusk outside the window, left and right suddenly felt that the sunset fell on the top of her hair, making a golden halo. The wide and thick bay window is like a picture frame, in which the left, the small and the right are mounted to form the most natural Angel oil painting.

As soon as ye Rui came back, he saw Zuo Xiaolong snuggling up in front of the window, wearing a long white dress prepared by Ye Ruiju, beautiful and elegant. His long hair like ink fell on his shoulder, half covering half of his face.

The beauty is ethereal and unique, as if the spirit in the forest will fly away at any time.

Night Rui walked over and got close. She found that her eyes looked at the sea outside the window. Her eyes were empty, as if her soul had taken away from her body, and the rest was just a body.

So, isn't the soul in yeruiju?

This cognition made yerui very uncomfortable. When he was about to open his mouth, he saw a layer of tears in his left and right eyes and slowly slid across his glittering and translucent cheeks.

Crying?! Because it's not easy to go bankrupt?!

Night Rui's heart seemed to be hit hard by something. He suddenly pressed her on the window, grabbed her chin with one hand, bowed his head and kissed her. He strongly pried open her lips and began to plunder recklessly.

"Well"

Zuo Xiaoyou opened his eyes in shock, put his hands subconsciously against his solid chest and tried to push him away.

Night Rui loosened the clamp on her chin, controlled her wrists with one hand, pushed her whole body to the window, lowered her head and asked for a kiss frantically, stirring up every sensitivity in her lips and teeth.

Zuo Xiaoyou struggled desperately, but he seemed to know that she was sensitive everywhere, and the hand holding her wrists skillfully dipped into her skirt. She was clearly resisting, but her body trembled unconsciously because of him.

Her tears fell to the junction of her lips and teeth, salty and bitter. Night Rui's ink pupil was deep. His hot tongue retreated to her lips and licked it one by one along the little tears.

"Night Rui, don't do this. Please don't do this." Zuo Xiaoyou finally shouted out, "why? Why? "

Why do you have to torture her and make her hurt when you have such close contact. This will only make her feel more ashamed and heartache.

Why do you hurt her like an enemy when you have such a close relationship. Why on earth?

Do you know if it makes her feel sick.

"So you cried because you saw the 'gift'?" Night Rui pinched her chin and forced her to look at herself. Her tone was so cold, "so my night Rui woman is crying for other men?"

Night Rui pinched her chin tightly and honed a hate voice between his teeth, "don't you admit that Bu Junjie is a adulterer

Zuo Xiaoyou felt that his chin was about to break. He couldn't speak or close his mouth. The shallow crystal flowed out of her mouth and fell on Ye Rui's hand. The night Rui subconsciously shrinks his hand, the left small right mouth finally gets empty, and roars hysterically, "the night Rui, you pervert, devil, I am with the senior..."

The explosive roar is not over yet. Night Rui pinches Zuo Xiaoyou's neck again and pinches the sound of "devil, pervert" in his throat.

Night Rui threw her on the bay window, left Xiaoyou stared at him with hatred, covered his neck and gasped desperately. His mouth stubbornly and hoarsely scolded "pervert, ye Rui, you are a devil".

Night Rui pulls out the belt between his waist and makes a sharp blasting sound in the air.

Zuo Xiaoyou immediately shrinks back in fear, but behind him is the big landing bay window, which can't retreat.

"What do you want? What are you doing? " Zuo Xiaoyou looked at the man with a deep cold breath in front of him, and his scalp was numb.

Night Rui stared at her deeply, showing an uncontrollable demand.

Looking at the panicked Zuo Xiaoyou night, Rui inexplicably thought of her pouting PP shaking on the bed that night, and the red line in the ink pupil became thicker and thicker. He doesn't deny that Zuo Xiaoyou is different from other women.

So in front of her, he never conquered, because she was her rightful antidote.

"Of course, it's doing something in line with the abnormal status." Night Rui looked at her coldly and slowly approached her step by step.

Zuo Xiaoyou looked at him blankly, his body kept shrinking back, and his tears kept flowing down, "no, please, I'm wrong, I'm wrong."

She was wrong. Why was she angered at that moment? She was so irrational. Mingming told himself to bear it. Just help Ye Rui steal the antidote. Why can't he bear it anymore.

She regretted, really regretted.

But it was too late. The next second, night Rui tied her wrist and threw her upside down on the windowsill of the bay window. Zuo Xiaoyou was forced to raise her hips. Her body was sensitive to the heat of the other party. She was terrified and struggled desperately. But her twisting and struggling at the moment seems to be a deep seduction and happy invitation to yerui.

"Don't do this, don't do this."

Zuo Xiaoyou struggled desperately and finally turned into a shrill hiss pain.

It hurts. It hurts.

At the end of a night of Rui, Zuo Xiaoyou curled up under the bay window and shivered. His body hurt badly, his legs hurt, his hands hurt, and his wounds hurt too.

But she didn't cry. The more she cried, the happier Ye Rui was, and the more he would find a reason to torture her.

Night Rui looked at her condescending, and his heart throbbed. Attached to the body, he saw Zuo Xiaoyou subconsciously shrink back. He frowned unhappily, and Zuo Xiaoyou immediately dared not move. Night Rui stretched out his arms and picked her up from the ground. He said to the door, "drain the water."

"Yes, young master." Simon's voice sounded at the door.

Zuo Xiaoyou's heart was desolate. Everyone saw that she was abused by night Rui. Everyone could hear her scream. However, no one came to save her.

Night Rui takes her back to the room and puts water in the bathtub.

First remove your own clothes, and then take off her. When he saw the faint blood stains on his two jade legs, he felt a sense of regret for the first time.

He put her into the bathtub. The water was warm and soft, but Zuo Xiaoyou trembled involuntarily.

Night Rui tightly took her into his arms and kissed her eyebrows, nose tip and red lips, winding down all the way. At this time, the night Rui was gentle and unreasonable, as if he were licking the wound of a lion, and there was no lust in his eyes.

Night Rui knew that she was sensitive almost everywhere. A layer of light pink slowly appeared on her left, small and right body, and her toes curled up in a ball, trying to find a support point. With tears in her eyes, she whispered, "don't do this."

"I don't want you to hurt." Night Rui raised his head and looked at her with innocent and clear eyes.