Beloved Wife on Top : Master Mo, Softly Kiss

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Chi Huan sobbed and pushed him hard, trying to push him away from her, but couldn't push the man's heavy body at all. She cried in an angry cry, "Are you still out?"

He got up a bit, no longer pressing the weight on her body, and indeed backing out as she said.

Chi Huan just sat up hard, reached out and wanted to grab a piece of clothing and put it on her body. She could at least cover a little bit, but before she touched the corner of her clothes, she automatically moved away.

Because the man picked her up from the sofa.

Chi Huan froze. For a while, he didn't even respond to what he wanted to do. In her cognition, it was over.

She clutched his clothes and stared at the red eyes. "What else do you want to do?"

Mo Shiqian hugged her and walked into the bedroom. Her thin lips were lined up, her handsome face was very displeased, and she was so dull that she could drip water.

In this way, in addition to hate, Chi Huan has more fear and fear in his position.

She also noticed that he was very upset. She really didn't know that he was a perpetrator, aggressor, and a raper. What qualifications were there to show such an unhappy expression.

"Mo Shiqian, you put me down, put me down, I told you to put me down, did you hear me?"

The bedroom door was originally strapped, and he kicked it open.

This movement made the woman in his arms shake again.

He finally realized that he wanted to continue.

She was placed on the bed, and the man's body was followed closely, and the double bed sunk in the middle.

He kissed her jawline without saying a word, and when she reached out to push him, he held her two wrists with one hand and pressed it against her head, and her thin lips rolled over her neck, shoulders, and clavicle.

Chi Huan was very sensitive, and his whole body was trembling.

Those kisses have the fascination of being immersed in them, savoring every inch.

"Mo Shiqian, you let me go!"

"I will kill you, if you have the ability to kill me, otherwise I will kill you tomorrow!"

He wanted to hit him and was arrested. He wanted to kick him and beat him too far apart. Chi Huan had no other way than to attack him in words. Obviously, this useless threat had no effect on him.

It even deepened the scale of his violation.

"no, do not want……"

Her wrist was held in the palm of a man's palm, and she kept trying to break free, all controlled by him.

"Mo Shiqian ... please don't ..."

Her low sobbing sounded like a meow in Mo Shiqian's ears, a pitiful tone, but it was too manic, and Mo Shiqian let go of her hand to restrain him.

Before Chi Huan pushed him, the man was turned over and forced to lie on the bed.

Dense kisses followed her shoulders and back.

Kiss and kiss, kiss back to her jaw again, and return to her lips again, forcing her to intertwine, which makes Chi Huan more unbearable than kissing her shoulders, her brain is blank, can't wait to put herself Curled into shrimp.

The long night is long, like a dark promenade with no end in sight.

All night, Chi Huan's ears were filled with the sound of heavy rain outside the window, the man's wheezing or low gasping, and ... she could not control herself.

All the senses are overwhelmed by men, floating up and down, unable to be autonomous, and everything is under control.

…………

Chi Huan was suddenly awakened in the morning. When the sky just started to light up, she opened her eyes suddenly.

Her face was facing the glass without the curtains, and her eyes were grey and grey, as if looking at it, she could feel the coolness.

Suddenly she relieved a sigh of relief from the nightmare, raised her hand to raise her eyebrow, and tiredly wondered why she had such a ridiculous dream.

Before her fingertips touched the corner of her eyebrow, she stalled.

The black cuffs were too long, covering the back of her hand and drowning her fingers.

Obviously, this is not her own clothes.

Chi Huan's pupils widened, and her head seemed to explode with a thunder. The last night's picture was skipped from her head, and she was still sitting up while she was still ignorant.

The man sleeping beside her sat up before her.

Chi Huan looked at him, the blood in his whole body froze in that second.

Mo Shiqian looked down at her, her short black hair was a bit messy, her handsome face, her dark eyes, and after a while, he slowly spoke, his hoarse voice was very low, "I'm sorry."

These three words completely broke the tight tension of Chi Huan.

She didn't hesitate at all, and raised her hand with a slap.

"Snapped."

The man does not shy away, and receives this slap.

Chi Huan looked at his face without any expression, breathing more and more quickly, the chest undulations became more and more violent, and he took the pillow beside him and smashed into his face.

I couldn't vent my hate this time, and I smashed it several times in a row, but it didn't help me at all. Even if I gave her a knife and inserted it in him, it might not have any effect.

Instead, her tears burst out uncontrollably, and her vision was blurred.

"Mo Shiqian, you ..." She gasped, because she was too gritted and hated, she couldn't even spit out words, bit her lip, sobbed, and her shoulders were shaking.

She always feels petite, and now her shoulders are hidden in a man's oversized shirt, looking thin, hopeless and helpless.

The man's throat rolled and his voice became dumber. "I'm sorry."

Chi Huanqu raised a leg and lowered her head so that her forehead rested on her knees. Her long hair like seaweed covered her tearful face. She didn't seem to want to scold him, and questioned him, or did not have the strength to scold him to question him. She didn't understand why this happened suddenly.

And this person is Mo Shiqian, she has no strength to ask why.

The world in the early morning was extraordinarily quiet, and there were only women in the bedroom crying uninterruptedly.

Mo Shiqian stared at the top of her hair for a while, and did not know how long it had passed. He opened the quilt, got out of bed, picked up the trousers that had been thrown on the ground, and put on.

I wanted to put on my clothes again, and after a few seconds I found out that his clothes were on the woman on the bed.

He had never seen Chi Huan look so sad.

He knew it was not only because she was forced to lose herself, but not only because it was her wedding today, but also because the offender was him.

He knew from the beginning of approaching her that she had little trust in the world. Teenage girls did not even trust their parents. They started earning money very early and moved out to live alone.

In these years, their lives seem to have no intersection, but she has no defense against him. She probably never thought that he would hurt her.

Chi Huan didn't know how long she had been crying. She cried until she had no energy, and then gradually stopped.

The man in the room made no sound except to get out of bed and pick up his clothes.

But she also knew that he didn't leave.