Why is Zhou Yuehong still a virgin. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info Ma Fengkui asked himself softly.

Thinking of Zhou Yuehong's fear when she desperately resisted, she thought it was Zhou Yuehong's pretentious foreplay, Ma Fengkui clenched his fists with remorse. What kind of harm will his roughness bring to Zhou Yuehong. As soon as he thought of this, Ma Fengkui's heart seemed to have fallen into an incomparable abyss.

The sun is setting and the breeze is blowing.

Ma Fengkui stood in front of Ma Fengbin's tomb in a daze. For a long time, for a long time.

Gao Xuemei lay on the bed crying sadly. Due to the double trauma of body and mind, Gao Xuemei can't wait to disappear from this world.

It's over, it's all over. For Zhou Yuehong, Gao Xuemei paid for chastity. Gao Xuemei has done enough. Aren't these enough to repay Zhou Yuehong's kindness?

Gao Xuemei's tears slipped silently.

Ma Fengkui, this once made Gao Xuemei a little excited, but at this time it was a name that Gao Xuemei hated so much, Ma Fengkui not only tore Gao Xuemei's body, but also tore Gao Xuemei's self-esteem. Ma Fengkui is so cruel and so evil.

Gao Xuemei hates him and hates him to death!

The moonlight climbed up the curtains. Gao Xuemei sat up from the bed, and the pain in her lower body made Gao Xuemei unable to help but cry again.

No, she couldn't recall that horrible scene anymore. Gao Xuemei ordered herself.

Gao Xuemei got out of bed and locked the door to prevent Ma Fengkui from coming back again.

Ma Fengkui can only hurt her once, and he must not let him take advantage of it a second time. For this reason, Gao Xuemei did not hesitate to fight with her life.

Gao Xuemei swears.

The red blood stains on the sheets reminded Gao Xuemei of that terrible nightmare again. Gao Xuemei rushed into the bathroom. Gao Xuemei turned on the shower head and let the gushing water hit her pain nerves. so that she can forget everything that just happened.

Raising her head, Gao Xuemei let hot tears and cold water wash over her body, and also washed away the traces left by Ma Fengkui.

Under the moonlight, Ma Fengkui returned to the big house.

He stood in front of Gao Xuemei's door, hesitating how he would face her. He wanted to see Gao Xuemei very much, but deep down he was afraid of seeing Gao Xuemei.

After taking a deep breath, Ma Fengkui plucked up his courage, and he reached out to push the door. Unexpectedly, the door was locked from the inside. Ma Fengkui's heart sank, she wouldn't be fine.

"Zhou Yuehong, Zhou Yuehong." Ma Fengkui shouted loudly to Zhou Yuehong in the house.

A choked inhalation made Ma Fengkui's stopped heartbeat beat again. Ma Fengkui slammed the door harder.

"Zhou Yuehong, Zhou Yuehong."

"What else do you want to punish me?" Gao Xuemei shouted to him in a thick nasal voice, "Isn't the punishment you did to me enough? ”

Ma Fengkui was also a little sad when he heard Gao Xuemei's voice, he hurt Gao Xuemei so deeply. Ma Fengkui couldn't help lowering his voice and said softly: "Now I just want you to open the door, Zhou Yuehong." ”

"No, I won't open it." Gao Xuemei burst into tears, and she tried her best to stop choking: "You finally got your wish." If you force me again, I'll die here, and if I don't die, you'll be satisfied, right? There is never a time when a demon like you will never be satisfied. You never seem to be able to quell your anger, are you not satisfied only if I'm dead? ......" The hysterical voice resounded throughout the room, and Gao Xuemei collapsed on the bed and cried loudly.

Ma Fengkui's heart fell to the bottom, and he shook his head helplessly, hey, this was not the result he wanted. He didn't want Gao Xuemei to hate him, but Gao Xuemei hated him to death.

Listening to Zhou Yuehong's heart-rending cry in the room. Ma Fengkui's eyes turned red involuntarily. What should I do? What did he have to do to make Zhou Yuehong stop hating him.

Putting down the hand that pushed the door, Ma Fengkui came to the living room in disappointment and sat on the sofa. Zhou Yuehong's accusations rang in his ears.

"There is never a time when a demon like you will never be satisfied."

"You never seem to be able to calm your anger."

"Are you not satisfied if I'm dead?"

Ma Fengkui was a little overwhelmed.

Was he wrong? Ma Fengbin is his only relative, is it just like this to let Ma Fengbin die in vain, he is unwilling. He naturally wants to avenge Ma Fengbin. But, but why, why his heart hurts so much at this time. Zhou Yuehong's choking made him feel that he was the culprit.

Zhou Yuehong, Zhou Yuehong.

This name once made Ma Fengkui hate it to the extreme, but at this moment, this name made him feel an indescribable heart.

Thinking about the days spent with Zhou Yuehong in the cemetery, Ma Fengkui fell into deep thought.

"You've finally got your wish. If you force me again, I'll die here, and if I don't die, you'll be satisfied, right? ”

The fierce Zhou Yuehong's words poured into Ma Fengkui's mind. Ma Fengkui was taken aback. Zhou Yuehong!

Ma Fengkui jumped up, he actually sat here for a long time for Zhou Yuehong to say that he hated him, and ignored the determination in Zhou Yuehong's words.

He walked quickly to Zhou Yuehong's room and knocked on the door vigorously.

"Zhou Yuehong, Zhou Yuehong."

There was no movement in the room.

Ma Fengkui's cold sweat had already come down. I've been sitting there blaming myself for hours. Will Zhou Yuehong have already found a short-term view? Ma Fengkui didn't dare to think about it anymore. Knocking on doors is more frequent.

"Zhou Yuehong, open the door, Zhou Yuehong."

The silent silence made Ma Fengkui's heart panic and unable to think. Ma Fengkui forced himself to calm down. Remembering that there is a spare key to this room in the office drawer.

Running to the office, Ma Fengkui found the key with a trembling hand and ran back.

Hurriedly opened the door, and Ma Fengkui rushed in. Seeing Zhou Yuehong lying on the bed safely and soundly, Ma Fengkui breathed a long sigh of relief.

Ma Fengkui wiped the sweat on his head and calmed down a little, he wanted to talk to Zhou Yuehong, he wanted to find out why he cared so much about Zhou Yuehong in his heart.

Ma Fengkui walked to the side of the bed, and he pretended to call Zhou Yuehong sternly: "Zhou Yuehong." ”

Zhou Yuehong ignored him, Ma Fengkui stepped forward again, he found that Zhou Yuehong, who was lying on his side with his back to him, was panting rapidly, Zhou Yuehong's face was flushed, and he couldn't stop shouting, "Mom." ”

Ma Fengkui was taken aback, what happened to Zhou Yuehong?

Ma Fengkui stepped forward and stroked Zhou Yuehong's forehead with his hand. Zhou Yuehong's forehead is so hot.

Zhou Yuehong is in a fever!