I tried to use shouting, crying, to arouse my husband's self-esteem and bloodiness as a man.

He and his own father dare to play with their lives, and now they meet a man who comes to the door to cuckold him, will they really be indifferent?

It's a pity that my husband is a scoundrel.

The biggest characteristic of scoundrels is that they bully the weak and fear the hard.

When he bullied me, he was as fierce as a lion, and when he beat his father and scolded his mother, he erupted like a wolf, but at this time, he was as docile as a rabbit and as well-behaved as a sheep.

He suddenly broke free of my hand, dodged far away like a plague god, and yelled at me: "Shut up! It is your luck to be favored by Ma Dashao! Don't make you noisy, if Ma Dashao is unhappy, I can't spare you!"

I was desperate.

My husband is not only a scoundrel, but also a wreck.

The only time I needed him, he acted like a complete piece of waste.

Are men all waste?

Wang Xiucai before, now her husband.

It's all so vulnerable and hopeless.

I never demanded a lot of them, I just wanted to do the bare minimum of protection, but none of them could do it.

Ma Dashao was very satisfied with her husband's cooperation, and took out a wad of money from his pocket and threw it on the ground: "You all go out, don't disturb the young master and me." ”

The mother-in-law and her husband began to scramble to collect money.

My father-in-law still looked at me with a blank eye, and I saw his unwillingness in my eyes.

I know that he is unwilling not to be bullied by his daughter-in-law, but unwilling to let him not get started earlier.

In fact, in his heart, he must be very envious of this Ma Dashao.

envy Ma Dashao can enjoy his daughter-in-law, and he can only watch dryly.

After the hustle and bustle, the Cui family took the lead in retreating.

Ma Dashao's two subordinates were about to leave, but they were stopped by Ma Dashao.

"Two more grains, this woman looks energetic, and the amount is less worried that she will not be able to do her. He laughed disgustingly.

After taking the medicine, he was about to close the door, but saw her husband returning.

I thought he finally wanted a man, but I saw my husband sneering and nodding at Ma Dashao: "Ma Dashao, can you use a condom? ”

Ma Dashao kicked her husband's buttocks with her foot, and scolded with a smile: "I still need you to remind me, young master, my seeds are expensive, and I can't just stay outside." ”

The husband was assured and went away happily.

The door closes.

The room went dark.

Ma Dashao pressed forward step by step, and I retreated step by step.

Until the back hits the wall, there is no way to retreat.

He grabbed me by the shoulder and shook it vigorously: "What are you hiding? you can't run away, no one will come to save you even if you scream and cut your throat, hahaha." ”

I bit his arm, leaving a deep tooth mark, but it aroused his ferocity even more.

He used all his strength and I struggled desperately.

Eventually, both of us were exhausted and rolled on the ground together.

He pressed my leg against my leg and said viciously: "Here, no woman has ever dared to do this to me, you are the first!"

I don't have the strength to struggle anymore.

What to do?

For a moment, I thought about biting my tongue and killing myself, I didn't want to suffer such humiliation.

But is it meaningful to die like that?

Did I die to keep the festival for my husband?

Want to exchange my death for a chastity archway?

Of course not.

Such a husband pig dog is not as good.

At this time, he hid outside the door and shivered, listening to his wife being ravaged by other men without saying a word.

So it's not worth dying now.

It is even less worthwhile to be said to die for her husband's festival.

You won't be able to live in peace.

So I can't kill myself.

I still have a lot to do.

I want revenge.