Ever since she was brought out of the wolf's den by those men at the age of five, she had never shed a single tear.

I can't even remember what it was like to cry.

After so many years, it seems that the last time I cried was because she was hungry in the wolf cave when she was three or four years old.

Later, she forgot how to cry.

But now there is a little heat in the eye sockets.

It was obviously a thin callus in the palm of her hand, but Feng Ling felt that it was more sensitive than anywhere, she wanted to withdraw her hand, but the man held her wrist tightly, this kiss stayed in her palm for a long time, and when Feng Ling really stopped struggling completely, he slowly kissed her wrist along her palm, and kissed her wrist artery, which may be because of the artery, with her violent heartbeat, little by little and kissed again.

Until the man's lips turned directly, and suddenly directly covered the softness that she was usually wrapped in and had never been touched.

Feng Ling's hand instantly clenched the sheet under him, and his toes straightened in an instant!

It was as if some kind of dark feeling invaded, so that all the reason in her mind burned out in an instant, and the only instinct left in her mind reminded her that she couldn't continue, and she must push him away, but there seemed to be a man's temperature in her palm, and the man's pity when he kissed her was something she had never seen before.

A child like her, who was raised by wolves, will one day be pitied?

She, a person who is desperate just to have a hot meal to eat, a warm quilt to nest in, and can live well, will also be treated so gently?

She'll ...... too. When people are seen as women, they are even distressed and loved?

Even if it is just a thin cocoon, it will be regarded as a trace of all the hard work in life, and it will be understood and distressed?

I don't know what kind of emotions interfered with her thinking, she never moved again, and even forgot that someone might come in the tent at any time, only when the man didn't stop all his movements at all, his hands kept on the sheets, and all kinds of influences were constantly circling in his head.

……

Until suddenly there was a tearing pain, and the sharp pain instantly spread to her limbs!

The man was even more hot when she bit her lip because of the high fever, and she couldn't help but gasp, but she couldn't even make any sound, so she instinctively gritted her teeth because of the man's irrational successive movements, and then couldn't stand it and turned her head and bit the corner of the pillow fiercely, enduring all the pain and sobbing to her mouth......

……

Alcohol is scorching.

The valley is scorching.

Body temperature too.

The love and hate that had been silent in the training and run-in of the base for many years were all awakened at this moment.

Under the tent, in the dim light, the tent curtains occasionally blown up by the cold wind, and the small tent window that was completely enclosed.

No matter what kind of action the man did, because the fever had not subsided, he did not sweat, but Feng Ling's forehead was already oozing sweat.

She grabbed the man's arm tightly, and suddenly felt a kind of dazed helplessness, not knowing how to continue to develop to such a point, but she still instinctively climbed his neck and felt the strong alcohol on the man's body.

For nearly two hours, Feng Ling was like being cooked on a frying pan, tossing and turning over and over.

It was more like a huge truck crashing into her, so hard that she didn't even have time to react......

Maybe it's being fried, boiled, or being hit and crushed, I can't describe the feeling.

In short, the first time she was with a man in her life, she was not very comfortable, and because Li Nanheng was not sober at all, she was not rational at all, and even after tasting the taste of ecstasy, she was heavier and more ruthless, so that she didn't even have the strength to bite him, let alone struggle.

The man pinched her waist and didn't stop moving.

She clutched the quilt under her, feeling the man's warm wine, the hot temperature was still high fever, and for the first time in her life, she felt that her injury might be a little serious.

And it's also an "internal injury"!

……

When it was all over, it was still silent outside.

The man didn't even have time to sort out everything on his body and lay directly on his back on the bed, the alcohol was not gone, I don't know if he was tired after his illness or he was comfortable after expressing Gu Yaowang, in short, he just lay down and fell asleep again.

Feng Ling endured the pain all over his body, especially the terrible pain in his lower body, and reluctantly crawled away from the man, and then because of the pain, he didn't hold steady by the bed, and the whole person suddenly fell directly to the ground.

She sat up, grabbed her torn clothes and breastcloth, and then picked up her down jacket and wrapped it around herself, and though it was hard and difficult, she insisted on pulling out the suitcase under the bed, and took out new breastwraps and other clothes from it, and threw the torn ones into the stove that had been held in the tent and burned them, and then staggered into the bathroom with a somewhat slow pace.

Because she was afraid that Dabin would come back from patrol and find something abnormal, she endured the pain and took a quick shower for only five minutes, put on her clothes and walked out slowly, looking at the man lying on the bed, and only after a long time did she go over to tidy up everything on the bed, fortunately, the sheets were black, and the bloodstains were hidden in a black patch and would not be discovered.

She wiped the man's body clean, and then pulled the sheets out from under him, this bastard has a fever these days, everyone wiped his body to cool down, and there were no clothes on his body, she simply solved the pants for him, and after covering the quilt, he felt that he should not be seen by Dabin They should not see any traces, so he let out a long breath and sat on the edge of the bed as if he was weak.

Li Nanheng was not awake at all just now, whether it was a gentle kiss to her or a ferocity at that time...... It's all on his instincts.

So her first time was not treated gently at all.

even made her suspect that she might really be torn apart.

Feng Ling sat on the edge of the bed, feeling that she was sore and uncomfortable with a casual slight movement, she turned her eyes to look at the man lying on the bed as if nothing had happened, and then turned her eyes to the empty white wine bottle on the table next to her.

Raising his hand to touch his chest, thinking of the man's action of biting her chest cloth with his teeth just now, Feng Ling only felt that his whole head was heating up in an instant.

But Li Nanheng has already discovered it after all.

Looking at the man's face that didn't know if he was in a coma again or just sleeping, Feng Ling fell into confusion.

Will they be kicked out of the base?

What the hell should she do......