Chapter 117

"What for?" Ji chuyang pulled his lips coldly and tore her clothes directly. He was rude and didn't have any pity. He hated that woman. Even if she died, he left behind a memory of shame.

He wants to vent, put women under pressure, and use this to offset that shame!

Soon, Ling Xiaoqian's clothes were all thrown on the ground.

He looked at her naked body, waving a cruel smile, one came forward, directly blocked her lips, wantonly biting, tender lips broken, the blood from the wound, wiped by his kiss, washed by cold water, again and again, repeatedly

they hurt.

It's numb.

As if the wound was sprinkled with salt, fine hemp, gripping the same pain.

Her hand, tightly grasp his arms, a force, nail pinch into his muscles

But he, in the pain, occupied her body, crazy again and again for, again and again for, again and again to satisfy himself, again and again let her in pain, feel the pain he gave her

After that, he evacuated her body and looked at her pale face cruelly.

"Woman, although you have no experience, it's more fun than other women. I'm very satisfied. It seems that you can not only be my exclusive servant, but also my exclusive bed companion!"

Fingers gently stroked, slowly moved from the cheek to the clavicle.

"What do you think?"

"Pervert!" Ling Xiaoqian clenched his teeth into these two words.

Ji chuyang close to her ear, whispered, "you say is it, anyway, how do you think I don't mind, what I want to do, I like it, want to free, very simple, a word: death! If you do, I will not stop you. "

With that, without looking at her again, he turned and went out.

Looking at him going out, Ling Xiaoqian is sitting on the wet floor tile feebly. His whole body is aching, even his bones are aching. The only way to relieve such pain is to die, which is the only choice he gives her.

However, she did not want to, unwilling to

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