Chang Minxiao almost brought the warmth into the house, the steps were very big, the speed was fast, and the warmth didn't have time to react to what happened, and the whole person had been thrown on the bed by Chang Minxiao. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The pain in the lower abdomen, coupled with being dragged all the way by Chang Minxiao just now, the moment he fell on the bed, he felt that his bones had fallen apart.

Shivered, trying to sit up hard, her shoulders had just left the bed, Chang Minxiao pressed up, and her two arms were pressed hard.

"Hmm~" Chang Minxiao's soft lips kissed down, and the moment the tip of her tongue slipped into her tongue, her warm brain went blank.

Chang Minxiao was still angry, the anger in his heart continued to surge towards his head, he pressed Nuan's body, raised her hands above her head, and held her two wrists at the same time with the other hand.

She tried to struggle under him, this subtle resistance did not have any effect, as if he wanted to suck her dry, he fiercely and frantically pried open her lips and tongue, repeating the force on her lips, leaving gnawing marks on her lips, a stream of fishy liquid and Chang Minxiao's fierce lips and tongue entered the warm mouth together, and the warmth wanted to scream, but he kissed it back.

The man's kiss was so crazy that she felt like she might suffocate to death, and she could only breathe to his rhythm. The body arched slightly, and the fiery lips and tongue moved downward, leaving a kiss mark along her delicate neck socket.

Chang Minxiao's kiss had just left the corner of her lips, and she shouted warmly and weakly, begging him to stop, tears rolling down from the corners of her eyes and dripping on the blue sheets.

Hearing her cry, he was stunned for a moment, and then the anger in his chest rushed to the top of his head again, and there was a burst of pain, do you dislike contact with me so much, isn't it very satisfying to lean on the arms of other men just now, and enjoy it very much?

Chang Minxiao's hand was very fast, after a tearing sound. The warm clothes had been scattered on the ground, leaking out of the snow white on her chest, Chang Minxiao continued to gnaw down on her while untying the belt around her waist with one hand.

The pain in the lower abdomen, the countless scratches and bites on the body, the warmth has no strength to resist, she has nothing in the first place, except for this body, there is nothing to lose, it's just, why did he become like this, why did he treat her like this, she couldn't figure it out, the once warm picture and the moment of emotion seemed to be right in front of her, but together with her clothes, it was torn apart by the man on the body. As the last tear slipped through the corners of his eyes, he lay warm and quietly under Chang Minxiao's body, no longer struggling, like a puppet, staring at the ceiling with wide eyes, at his mercy.

Chang Min suddenly found that the thin body under him no longer had any reaction, and he raised his head suddenly, only to see a pale face, empty eyes looking helplessly at the ceiling, and his eyes flashed with despair.

Despair? Why despair! Is it because you're already disappointed in him? Still in her heart, he is not as good as that man.

It was like a sharp sword piercing his chest, stirring violently, and the flesh was blurred out, and the mark on his back began to burn, a heart-rending pain.

Chang Minxiao suddenly withdrew his hand, turned over, and lay flat on the bed.

Two people lay side by side, looking in the same direction, the same trance, the same blank brain, different injuries, the same pain.

For a long time, Chang Minxiao looked sideways at the disheveled girl lying next to her, she still maintained her original posture, lonely, helpless, desperate, there were no tears rolling down, but she could still see the traces of tears, along the tear trails......

Chang Minxiao's left chest shook violently, and the sheets were already soaked where the corners of her eyes were pointing, but how sad it must be to shed so many tears. There was a tightening of the back, a whiplash-like pain.

He quickly got up and stood on the edge of the bed, his back to the warmth, and straightened his clothes and pants. With the quiet atmosphere in the room, the sharp eyes began to become melancholy, and walked along the side of the bed to the bathroom, having already taken a few steps, but couldn't help but look back at the warmth lying on the bed.

Maybe it was because of the fierce resistance just now, or maybe because he was too heavy, the warm and bare skin, covered with scars, some were spots and bruises, some were slender scratches, and even some of the scratches were red blood.

His eyebrows tightened, and his delicate face trembled slightly from shock, all of which he did? Hurt her like this. The loneliness in his eyes turned into pity, the anger in his heart gradually dissipated, followed by a tearing pain, he changed direction, walked to the closet, picked up a coat casually, and the footsteps that were about to turn back to the bed stopped at the moment of turning around.

He would have been more at ease if she had been crying and cursing him, shouting and hating him, beating him or even killing him, but she was lying on the bed like that, as if she had no soul, pale and indifferent, and once again the scars in his heart were twitching, and every cell in the veins of his body was vibrating and sending out a trace of pain.

Chang Minxiao gasped, threw her coat on her warm body, and strode out of the bedroom.

There was only one person left in the room, with a pain in the body and a pain in the heart.

For the first time in six years, I felt at home, for the first time I experienced the same feelings as when I had my parents, and for the first time I was lying on a comfortable big bed and dreaming of my childhood, thinking that this was the day when someone loved, someone pity, and someone cared. It turns out that dreams always wake up, and the more beautiful the picture in the dream, the more painful the heart will be when you wake up.

I don't know how long it took, until the sound of the car starting sounded downstairs, and the sound was getting farther and farther away, gone? Wen Wen slowly closed her eyes, and her heart was as calm as death, she twitched her shoulders, moved her fingers slightly, and just touched the coat that Chang Minxiao threw at random, a cold coat without any residual warmth.

Even though she was the only one in the room, and even if she was naked, she still wrapped her coat around her body, and the place where the fabric rubbed against the scar was faintly tingling. Nuan didn't leave immediately, but re-made the bed that had been a mess, picked up the clothes that were thrown on the ground, the so-called clothes were not so much the rags that were torn by Chang Minxiao, everything was cleaned up, and then he silently walked out of the bedroom and closed the door, as if nothing had happened.

The space seemed to be stretched infinitely, the road between the two bedrooms became so long, every step was so difficult, and every vein in the body was screaming pain.

I haven't eaten for a day, and the river breeze has been blowing by the river for so long, the menstrual cramps plus the scene I just experienced, the warm headache is cracking, the whole body is hot, the vision begins to blur, the consciousness is also a little unclear, every step is like stepping on a soft sponge, she dragged her heavy body and tried to walk to the bedroom door, suddenly her feet were soft, and her eyes were dark.