Mu Zhihan was upset, and stood in place like a chicken, until Pei Junhao carefully collected the doll, suddenly grabbed her collar, and said coldly: "I can't bear to be lonely if I ignore you for a few days, right?"

"I, I didn't. Mu Zhihan shook her head in horror when she saw his cold eyes.

He didn't need her answer at all, only a few clear voices rang out, and all her buttons fell to the floor. After a few more sounds, the clothes became strips of cloth, revealing rosy underwear. He reached out and tugged at it, and the ribbon on his underwear was torn off, and he threw her on the ground with contempt and pressed her down on the edge of the bed without any foreplay.

"It hurts!" she cried.

Without pity, he grabbed her hair, slammed it hard against her body, and said sharply, "It hurts?

Without a trace of tenderness, she couldn't get into the state at all, and the pain caused by the dryness made her keep begging him: "I don't dare, I don't dare anymore, please lighten up!"

But he turned a deaf ear, and his waist straightened faster, as if he was going to pierce her with all his strength.

This kind of pain, like the first night, she almost fainted, he finished venting, pulled her hair up, let her face up to face him, he raised his hand and slapped her hard, her face instantly red and swollen.

"If there is a next time, it won't be so cheap, get out!" lifted her out of bed, turned around and pushed, she was thrown against the wall, stumbling and about to fall, her hands were on the wall, her dark eyes looked at him intently, held back the tears rolling in her eyes, and turned to go out.

"Wait!" he exclaimed.

She held her torn clothes with both hands, trying to cover some of her body, and he slowly approached her, and she looked at him as if she were about to devour people, and slowly leaned against the corner.

"Don't even want your face, do you want this shame?" he stepped forward and tore the pieces off three times and five by two, revealing her beautiful carcass, her dark eyes looking at him with a look he couldn't read, her hands resting on the round.

"You haven't seen me for a few days, so it's okay to run into my room and smell my breath?" he sneered, his disdainful gaze falling on her delicate hand.

"I said it to help you clean up your bed. She hunched back.

"If you want to help me do something, go to the bathroom and bring the washboard. ”

"What for?" she wondered, and she didn't do the laundry.

"If you want to take it, you will take it. He snapped.

She had to go get the washboard.

"Get down on your knees!" he commanded.

God! even punished her to kneel on the washboard, she hesitated.

"Get down on your knees!" he snorted, and she slowly knelt down in fright.

"You're so dutiful, I have to satisfy you, but I'm so tired, what should I do?" he stared at her meaningfully.

"No, I don't. ”

Her face was red from his palm, and this time it turned even more pig's liver color, and she wanted to get up and leave, but he held her down

Her lacquer cover knelt on the protruding washboard, in pain, and couldn't help screaming, but he sneered: "Turn your face and look at me!"

She had to turn her head to look at him, and he said satisfied, "Yes! That's all!"

In this way, not only the lacquer cover, but also the neck was sore, and he was caught off guard, and he invaded again, and when he moved her knees, the pain was even more uncomfortable, and she couldn't help screaming.

"Scream!" he said, "The louder the better!" he said.

His mind was full of the scene in the eighteen-story hotel room fifteen years ago, when his mother knelt at Mu Pinwen's feet and groped up from his calf in a low manner......

The scene that made him despicable flashed in his mind, he had a splitting headache, and the woman in front of him seemed to be in pain and couldn't stand it, and begged: "Jun Hao, I was wrong, you spare me, I don't dare anymore!"

"Spare you, I'm satisfying you. Didn't you take the initiative to come into my room, didn't you want me to you?" he sneered, and without the slightest pity, she was sweating profusely and screaming.

If it weren't for the fact that your father deceived my mother's body and humiliated her in every way, my father felt shameless, how could he have dashed my mother's only hope, how could she have jumped from the eighteenth floor, and my father would not have followed her.

Mu Zhihan cried in pain, and kept begging him: "Spare me!" Junhao, please let me go!" But the more she begged him, the clearer the painful cry of his mother fifteen years ago was in front of him, and the more he moved frantically, venting the pain in his heart.

It wasn't until she couldn't hold her hands anymore and fainted on the washboard that he burst out of the passion in his body and threw her on the washboard.

When Mu Zhihan slowly woke up, she felt pain all over her body, her knees were swollen and she couldn't shake, how could she get up, and when she turned around, she saw him leaning on the edge of the bed, looking at her coldly, with only hatred in her eyes, no pity.

She slowly climbed out with tears in her eyes, climbed onto the sofa outside, she couldn't climb anymore, so she had to touch the sofa with great effort, took a piece of summer quilt from the sofa and put it on her body, and collapsed on the sofa weakly.

"Damn woman, dare to touch what Sister Ziwei gave me!" Pei Junhao watched her climb out of the room, and scolded hatefully in his mouth, wanting to use this to warn himself that she was self-inflicted, and suppressed the pity that surged in her heart.

In the past few days, I have been in a bad mood, and the wedding date with Liang Manru is about to be set, but Sister Ziwei can't be found anywhere.

Tilted his head on the soft big bed, cold tears slipped down his cold cheeks, his adoptive parents were so kind to him, the only thing he could repay them was Guangda Pei, for more than ten years, he had never brushed their wishes, but this time, he hesitated.

"Ziwei, where are you? Do you know how hard Brother Shi thinks about you? I don't want to marry Liang Manru, I don't want to marry her!"

The person he wants to marry is the innocent, kind, and flickering black eyes of Ziwei sister, this doll is the only souvenir she left him, and this damn woman dares to touch it!

She should fight!

But...... The look in her eyes just now touched the softest place in his heart, and he suddenly regretted that he shouldn't have put such a heavy hand, forget it, he hit it, but those big flickering eyes always disturbed his heart.

Pei Junhao, she is the daughter of your enemy, what you think in your heart is just Sister Ziwei is just a girl, and no one can replace her in your heart, because without her, there would be no Pei Junhao today.

PS: It's on the new book list, readers who support Zhuzi, there are a few flowers to offer, and it will be wasted if you don't send them. Recommend Zhu Zi's final article: "Love you in this life".