Wearing a mask, fall into pure love

"In June, Queen's day will be in two days. The school is off. Do you have any plans?" After several phone calls, Andre sent a message.

Since he couldn't help looking for her that night, his heart has been very confused. He hasn't contacted her or been to the troupe again.

He was very abnormal that night.

Actively approaching her, playing with her, secretly providing protection and punishing those who threaten her... These are just small things that he is willing to do for her.

Who told him to like her?

However, on the night of her attack, it was very strange that he ran to find her immediately after he killed her.

He was so eager to see her that he didn't hesitate to arouse doubt for himself.

For him, that was by no means rational behavior, contrary to his usual style of behavior.

Since then, he has found that he cares more about her than he cares about any woman in the past.

During this period of deliberate cooling, his heart not only did not calm down with the passage of time, but intensified his longing and missing.

This made him deeply aware of one thing: he was no longer satisfied with standing in the distance and appreciating her. He wanted to possess her and make her his.

And vaguely, he found that this possession was more spiritual.

That is, he wants her to fall in love with him.

This idea may be normal for ordinary people, but it is strange for him.

Since childhood, he has seen too much darkness in the world because of his different growth environment.

Among them, women are naturally indispensable.

Women can be used to vent their desires, to buy and sell, to spy, to work as colleagues, but not to love.

Because love is superfluous and fatal for people like them who live in the darkest abyss of the most smelly gutter in the world.

However, the heart was so eager for her that even he felt incredible.

She is not the most beautiful he has ever seen, her figure is average, and she has no shocking ability, but why does this heart keep shouting because of her all day?

After thinking for more than half a month, he finally figured it out.

Maybe it's because she's too clean. It's so clean that he feels ashamed and wants to occupy her regardless of everything, or even... Defile her.

"Well... What's the matter with you?" A delicate hand slowly caressed his neck from his chest.

Natasha closed her eyes and rubbed her body against Andre by touch.

Andre didn't speak.

Natasha opened her eyes and smiled at him. Then she stretched out her tongue and drifted away in his chest.

With her skillful teasing, Andre's body tightened.

Feeling his reaction, Natasha proudly lifted the corners of her mouth, then moved slowly and embedded herself in his body.

Andre rolled over and pressed her under her.

"Bitch, do you still want it?" He looked down at her condescending, and there was no wave in his blue eyes.

"Well..." Natasha snorted happily and nodded.

Andre lowered his head and bit her hard on the chest.

"Ah..." Natasha shouted even louder.

Her cry stimulated him to swell. He pressed a pillow on half of her face, leaving his mouth exposed.

Natasha was caught off guard and hurriedly pulled the pillow, but Andre controlled her hands and pressed them on the pillow.

"Honey, what do you want to do?" Natasha asked in a panic.

Andre's mouth gave an evil smile, "you'll know in a minute. Don't worry, I won't let you die, because... "

He leaned close to her ear and whispered, "I haven't had enough."

The enchanted voice was like the most miraculous aphrodisiac, which made Natasha honest immediately.

She nodded. Although she was disturbed by the deprivation of vision, her heart held expectations, and her body twisted eagerly.

Andre looked at her contemptuously and stirred her body wantonly.

Natasha hummed bitterly because of his movements.

Andre continued to abuse her mercilessly, venting his dryness and anger.

"Please, please, don't do this... I'm so painful, so painful..." Natasha's voice was broken and prayed sadly.

At that moment, Andre saw the lip shadow of yuemuchen from her lips.

He immediately stopped and stared at the opening and closing mouth.

If this were her, how good it would be

The idea came to his mind.

Uncontrollably, he bowed his head and kissed the mouth gently.

Natasha did not expect that he would suddenly treat her so gently, her lips slightly opened and forgot to respond.

HMM... she should have such a green and astringent reaction

Andre fantasized and continued to treat women's lips slowly and with unprecedented tenderness.

Natasha, who had tangled with him countless times, immediately understood his new preferences, immediately pretended to be astringent and allowed him to act recklessly in her own mouth.

Andre was satisfied with her reaction, closed his eyes, licked her sweetness and gave her whatever he wanted.

Natasha, who had never been treated so gently, was very happy, so she worked harder to cooperate with his actions.

While enjoying the stimulation brought by his senses, Andre imagined that the pure virgin was lingering with him at this time, so he couldn't help being more emotional.

A hearty scene.

"Andre, I love you..." Natasha was limping in bed and panting coyly.

The good dream was awakened. Andre suddenly opened his eyes, withdrew from himself in disgust and got out of bed.

"What's the matter?" Natasha took the pillow away and looked at him suspiciously.

"Get out." Andre gave orders coldly.

Natasha was stunned.

I was so gentle to her just now. How can it suddenly become like this?

"What did I do wrong?" She looked wronged.

"I told you to get out!" Andre yelled back at her, with a ferocious face.

Natasha was stunned by him and hurried out of bed.

When picking up her clothes, she accidentally bumped Andre's mobile phone onto the ground and hurriedly picked it up.

Then she found the message.

Women in love are the most sensitive, and a woman like Natasha who is dedicated to Andre is far more sensitive than ordinary women.

In a moment, she understood why he was so gentle to her.

"Do you like moon so much?" Her voice is a little dull.

"Why don't you get out? Do you want me to throw you out? " Andre was seen through his mind and became more and more irritable, and the green veins on his forehead protruded.

"But she is already another man's woman!" Natasha cried bitterly.

"Pa!" A slap in the face hit her hard and she was knocked to the ground.

"... why? Why? You would rather like a woman dirty by others than me who gave everything to you?! " She began to cry recklessly.

Andre forked her neck, picked her up, looked into her eyes and said fiercely, "is a woman dirty? I can smell it with my nose!"

Then he threw her on the ground and went into the bathroom.