But now even a trace of thoughts has been ruthlessly deprived of it. Who will tell her if there is no pain?
But after all, no one will answer her.
The dense forest, like an arrow, thorned on her face, turning into tears, washing away.
The heavy and aggressive body that could not be pushed away was like the crawling of a wild beast, waiting to be torn under his sharp claws
Shui Lingyu trembled his body, trembling every inch of his skin, feeling that the blood was condensed in his body, and the warmth was evacuating away little by little.
Tang Hehan grabbed her thin waist and grabbed her round buttocks with the other hand. “Ah” Shui Lingyu arched her body and shouted loudly.
The eyes opened in despair, and the rain poured into her eyes, gathering into tears.
When Shui Lingyu woke up, she was on the bed, and the light dim light in the bedroom, illuminating her pale and lifeless face, and pillowing on the snow-white pillow, it was almost mixed.
Her eyes fell on the window curtain, which was not firmly pulled. From that gap, she saw how strong the night outside the window was, wrapping everything.
The rain stopped, stopping its sadness, but some sadness was flowing into a river of blood, so clear
Shui Lingyu got up from the bed, and the pain signal sent by her body every time she pulled her body made her breathing rapidly and her eyes were hot, but she wanted to continue to endure the pain afterwards.
She was wearing high-end silk pajamas and dragged onto the carpet as she got out of bed, which was very graceful and gorgeous.
But she would not appreciate it, but used all her strength to walk from the bedside, bedroom to bathroom.
The figure in the mirror was slender and weak, vulnerable and soft, with a fair and pale face, and there was a mark of invasion on her neck, just like the devil’s exclusive.
I didn’t dare to untie my pajamas, looking at the traces of the wrappings.