Chapter 4: A Cold Night
The mist was steaming, and the girl in the mirror was dressed in a pale skin like a layer of jade. The young body is full of vitality, with a firm lower abdomen under the waist of Yingying, a cute navel dripping with water, and two slender and round thighs under the firm buttocks.
Xin Qing looked at herself in the mirror, she knew that she was beautiful, but now, as long as she opened that door, after tonight, her life would not be her own. Beautiful or dirty, she had no choice.
Put on your bathrobe, stand in front of the bathroom door, take a deep breath, and pull the door open. The room was a little dim, and Ying Qingcang sat on the edge of the bed, only surrounded by a bath towel.
"Come here. The deep voice was still cold.
Xin Qing moved to the side of the bed step by step, Ying Qingcang was probably impatient, and as soon as he reached out and pulled, he threw her on the bed. Before Xin Qing could react, Ying Qingcang pressed up.
Xin Qing struggled to dodge, kicked him hard, and Ying Qingcang grabbed her ankle with one hand: "If you don't obey, you will pay the price." ”
"Ah......h Xin Qing cried and begged for mercy: "It hurts, I beg you not to move!"
"It's noisy, shut up. Ying Qingcang kept rising and falling on her, but there was no emotion in her eyes, "I hate women very much, if it weren't for Zu Xun, I wouldn't touch you, if you want to end it quickly, I'll figure it out myself." ”
Xin Qing was already in pain and couldn't think, what did it mean to think of a way by herself? But she suddenly felt that the person on her body was moving much faster, and then Ying Qingcang didn't move. Although she felt that she was going to die, she still looked at Ying Qingcang in some surprise, Ying Qingcang saw her eyes, her brows furrowed deeper, and she said coldly: "What kind of eyes are you?"
Before Xin Qing could answer, she heard a demonic voice. "Think I'm too fast?" Ying Qingcang's eyes darkened, "Then let you feel it again." "The tearing feeling is coming again. Xin Qing stared at the expressionless man on his body: "Since you hate me so much, don't touch me!"
"Don't forget, it's your mom who came to me, you...... I also rescued it, I gave you the opportunity to choose, and you left it for yourself. Ying Qingcang's movements were even harder, Xin Qing bit the broken voice and begged him to let it go, I don't know if Ying Qingcang heard it, and when she felt that she was going to be torn, her eyes went black and she fainted.
Ying Qingcang came out again, looked at Xin Qing who was crooked to the side, stood up and wrapped a bath towel and walked out. Behind him, Xin Qing lay on a mess of sheets until the light was shining outside the window.