Chapter 2309

She slightly lowered her head, pale lips gently pursed, this is a defensive and helpless posture.

Gong Heng's lips show a funny smile. She goes to pick up a wisp of Tang Qing's hair and holds it in her hand. She doesn't speak. She uses silence to bring her fear.

Tang Qing's breathing really gradually became rapid, her face just woke up the red gradually faded, emerged a trace of pity pale.

He reached out his hand, slightly raised her pointed jaw with his fingertips, and let her trembling eyes on his smiling eyes.

At the moment of sight, Tang Qing's breath seemed to stop, like a frog caught by a snake, and each pore stood up because of fear.

Eight years have passed.

Once a young boy, has completely become a tall and slender man.

He is even more aggressive than he was eight years ago. He doesn't need to do anything to show his aura.

But sadly, she is thinner than eight years ago. Time has not given her any good. When she falls into his hands again, she is more humble and weak than before.

She didn't expect that Gong Heng didn't die.

When Fu Tingyuan told her that Gong Heng was still alive, she was almost scared to vomit.

He is her nightmare buried in the depths of her soul. Every time she thinks of his name, she can feel a part of her soul which is polluted by him shaking faintly. What kind of feeling is the nightmare come true? In the distance she was taken by Fu Tingyuan, she couldn't bear to finish herself by herself several times.

More terrible than death is this man.

It was a revenge. He was planning to get her back with his own hands for what she had done to him eight years ago. But what was the torture she suffered in those days?

Is it hard for them to bully her and not allow her to resist?

In this world, there is really no reason and fairness to be said.

For the weak, maybe even living is the charity of the strong, so the torture they give can only be endured in silence, and resistance is not good.

Gong Heng has a pair of dark blue eyes. At the moment, he is smiling, making those eyes beautiful like a black gem under the blue sky and white clouds.

And the sweeter he laughed, the paler she looked.

Finally, she was so frightened by the silent fear that she moved away from her eyes and retreated helplessly. However, the man gave a happy smile and finally had other actions. She put her hand on the back of her head to stop her movement and let her slightly raise her face and close to his breath.

He slowly lowered his head and kissed Tang Qing's colorless lips with his rose petals. At the moment of contact, he uttered a slight sigh from his throat, like a cat's comfortable sound of being plucked.

He gradually no longer satisfied with this slight contact, the tip of his tongue pried off her lips and teeth, fiercely kissed into her lips, grabbed the tip of her tongue, and forced to kiss her in a way of unilateral satisfaction.

Tang Qing is almost suffocating. The strange touch brings her a kind of disgusting feeling that is hard to speak. With this disgust, there is also a kind of disgust to herself. She has already had a suicide tendency. Now she has fallen into the hands of Gong Heng, and her one-sided blasphemy by him has aggravated her aversion to herself.