"Come here!" his voice was low and hoarse, and he did not hide his inner longing for this girl.

She walked over gently, stood at the end of the bed, and asked, "Is it okay...... Turn off the lights?"

Under the light, it will make the bruises on her skin unobstructed, and no man will like a woman who looks so broken.

If Feng Hao refuses her, then what awaits her but death?

"What?, like to play games?" Feng Hao's slightly hoarse magnetic voice had just fallen, and before she could react, her slender arm was grasped by a large one, and her petite body hit his hard chest.

She frowned and took a breath, was his flesh made of stone?

"No, I ...... But don't worry, I'll do it well, at least not to disappoint you. Her breath was short, her hair was messy, and her eyes were glinting uneasily.

"Nervous?" Feng Hao's hand lifted the corner of her bathrobe, slowly up her slender legs.

Her skin is smooth and delicate, and the silky touch makes him a little lovely.

"Don't ......" Xia Yucheng's whole body seemed to be lit by fire, and it was very uncomfortable. She gasped in pain as his fingertips touched her wounds, pushing him away with almost all her might.

"I'm sorry!" Mr. Wind......" she stepped over his body and turned off the lamp.

The room suddenly went dark, but darkness was nothing to Feng Hao. Searching for the sound of breathing, he took the soft body in his arms, and said with a low smile, "You'll get used to it." ”

With that, he pressed her tightly under him, and his big rough hands caressed her undulating breasts.

Seeing that she was silent, he leaned down and kissed her soft lips gently, from shallow to deep, and his breathing gradually became heavy.

But she was so nervous that her teeth were trembling because she was jerky, and she bit the tip of his tongue at once.

"Relax...... "He usually doesn't have much patience to teach women in detail. Because most of the women who can climb into his bed know how to please men.

But this girl is different, she keeps shaking in his arms, maybe let her speak at this time, she should also stutter, unable to say a word.

Such a jerky reaction to the extreme, for no reason, made him feel sorry.

"Relax......" He kissed her as he caressed her green body with great patience, his hot skin ironing her tightly.

Slowly, her stiff body softened in his warm arms, and the temperature of her skin gradually rose. But he also noticed that the trembling of the woman under him seemed to have a little pain in it.

He half-propped himself up and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

"I didn't ...... It's nothing...... I just ......"

Before Xia Yucheng's words were finished, Feng Hao had already let go of her, leaned over and turned on the bedside lamp, and lifted the sheet with one hand.

Under the soft light, the body on the bed was well-proportioned and beautiful.

But the bruises on the skin are also shocking.

"What's going on?" he asked softly, caressing her slightly pale face, his face full of pity.

"Don't drive me away!" she said, grabbing his strong wrist, looking at him sadly, and trembling, "these wounds will be healed, I suppose...... I can...... Really, it doesn't hurt much!".

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