It hurts......

I couldn't help but moan from the heart-rending pain and pressure of the body. Damn, that dead ghost didn't say that borrowing a corpse to resurrect a soul hurts, and I haven't said that borrowing a corpse to resurrect a soul hurts so much in the n travel novels I read in Jinjiang all day, could it be that my soul has a rejection reaction with the borrowed body?

I wanted to open my eyes, but my eyelids were heavy, my head was dizzy, and I couldn't open them after a long time, I frowned, what did the dead imp hide from me? Why did I let my body suffer like this?

Fortunately, I didn't believe him, and the dead boy still wanted to beat me, and I couldn't help but shudder at the thought of the little ghost's confused expression and rushing to hug me and bite at me. Could it be that the dead boy who was full of erotic thoughts had the idea of begging me to be his wife, so he deliberately corrected me, right?

A stinging pain from my body that almost pierced me interrupted my thoughts, and then a scorching stream of heat caused me to scream uncontrollably, what should have been a deafening scream escaped from my lips but turned into an inaudible broken moan. I knew that the dead imp wouldn't be so kind and send me to borrow a corpse to resurrect my soul? It's almost the same as sending me to eighteen layers of hell. Who let me just laugh at him in front of so many ghosts and ghosts who covered their mouths and snickered in the Hades Temple, he was so angry that his face turned green, now it's good, the end of offending the villain is really uncomfortable, the ancients don't deceive me.

Am I in the pan? The strange heat continued in waves, burning me so uncomfortably that I tried to open my eyes again, and thankfully, this time it worked.

I had imagined a thousand horrific scenarios, but I was still taken aback by what I saw. Instead of the bloody and terrifying Shura Field, I was lying on a large delicately soft carved bed. Hey? That little ghost didn't lie to me, he really borrowed the corpse to return the soul. I laughed in my heart, quite in line with the golden law of traversal, 99% of the resurrection of the corpse is from the bed to wake up. However, has anyone come and tell me who this man is lying on top of me and doing a piston exercise? Where did all those screaming stupid maids, grandmothers, little maids, and fathers and mothers go?

...... is this man? Husband? Lover? My head seems to be starting to get dizzy again. I knew that the dead imp wouldn't be so kind and actually arranged for me to get married! Wait, married? How old is this body? Have you ever had a baby? Is there any sagging? Do you have unsightly stretch marks on your stomach? It won't be older than me in the 21st century, will it? Also, when I was not mentally prepared at all, what did it mean to arrange for me to meet with a "husband" or "lover" who had no feelings at all, or even never met before, or in such an embarrassing situation? Also, what's the matter with so much pain in your body? Is it the first time?

My eyes widened, and the pain in my body made my mind seem to clear up a little. What I was thinking about just now was all nonsense, and how to deal with the current and future situations is the main topic. In ancient times, I knew very well how oppressed and statusless women were, just like this man who seemed to enjoy me on me, he didn't care at all about how my body felt, and women were perhaps no more important to men than a horse or a pig. If a woman wants to survive in such a social environment, she must rely on a man, not to mention a master like me who has just arrived and doesn't know anything about the situation. Being able to survive is the most important thing, and I can tell at a glance that this bed is made of fine mahogany, which seems to be of a higher grade than the mahogany desk and bookcase in my boss's office before, and it seems that this man's family is not bad. Gritting my teeth, I endured the pain that the man was still causing in me, and I didn't say a word. Since I can't change the fact that I have become a wife, I asked for the surname to look at this man generously, so that he is my long-term meal ticket in the future, and if I serve this boss well, my previous dream of being a rice worm in the 21st century may be realized. Staring at his close face, this closer look made him gasp. This, this man, looks a little better-looking, right?

His long, satin-black hair was tied back with a headband, and the messy strands of hair playfully hung down from the sides of his neck, teasing my crisp breasts. The thin but resolute face, the nose as straight as an ancient Greek sculpture, the thin angular lips, and the thick black eyebrows are all well-proportioned and exquisite, perfect and impeccable. It's a pity that his eyes are closed, and he can't see if the windows of his heart are as bright as stars. But the glamorous eyelashes were black, long, and curly, and a small bead of crystal sweat hung on them, and with his wild movements, it shook gently with his wild movements, and shook it on the lightly trembling eyelashes twice, and then it dripped down cutely, and fell onto my cheek with a "click".

"Coax", a fire burst out of my throat, my body twitched slightly, and the sweat was like a catalyst, which made my already painful body have a strange reaction. Shamefully aware of this, my body stiffened, and I couldn't help but laugh slightly in my heart, Ye Haihua, Ye Haihua, it turns out that you are just a vulgar woman who becomes a nymphomaniac when you see a handsome guy, and you will be spawned by a good-looking skin when your body is in such pain.

But, but, this can't be blamed on me, another voice whispered in the bottom of his heart retorted, such a handsome and good-looking peerless beauty man, in the twenty-first century, is definitely a super idol material, I think of the pile of handsome celebrity pictures in my computer divided into seven levels of "inferior, lower-middle, medium-upper, upper-middle, superior, superior, and stunning", I feel a little sad. If you put this handsome man in that pile of pictures, it will definitely be a stunning posture of seven stars. God, what kind of shit luck did I go to marry a handsome male husband? Won the jackpot.,No wonder I haven't won any prize in the welfare lottery for so many years.,It turns out that the compensation is here.,Thinking like this,The sadness of never seeing a picture of a handsome guy in the future is also swept away.,Hehe,After all, I have a reality show to watch in the future.,Tsk,Such a disaster,In the 21st century,How can an ordinary woman like me have a chance to get a star? Nowadays, it's normal for the body to have a little instinctive reaction.

The handsome man didn't know if he noticed the strangeness of my body, and the already wild sprint sped up and ran through the depths of my body mercilessly. His body was dripping with beads of sweat, soaking my snow-white and soft watery skin, his heavy snort was like a feather teasing my pink cheeks, the warm and warm breath made my body gradually exude a hot heat like his, I let go of the lip that had been biting tightly, and let out an unbearable moan.

The ** voice made his whole body stiff, he opened his eyes suddenly, I did not avoid his gaze, fixed to meet his dazzling eyes, as if something exploded in the body, those eyes ......, really bright as stars, such black eyes, I thought in a trance, the body was numb, like a fire, his body melted away with it, I felt his body tremble and spasm, he stared at my eyes viciously, I only felt his body like a river bursting embankment, the pleasure of the mountains and seas hit me at the same time, It also made him tremble uncontrollably.

He stared at me, and I looked at him, both of their bodies stiffened, maintaining this movement, allowing the death-making sensation to invade like a flood in waves, destroying us, scattering, and shattering ......, for a long time, until the ** pleasure slowly subsided like the water at low tide.

He still didn't move, his expression stiffened, staring at my eyes without blinking, and I didn't dare to move, and when I met his gaze, I saw a chill flickering inside, fleeting. I didn't understand the man's intention to stare at me, and I didn't dare to act rashly, nor did I dare to speak rashly, for fear that saying something inappropriate would make the man suspicious. His eyes deepened as he looked at me. My heart was up and down, nervous, hell, what was he staring at me all the time? Could it be that I am suspicious of my body?

I didn't dare to look at him anymore, lowered my eyelids, and hid the panic in my heart, it couldn't be that he really saw anything unusual, right? I thought uneasily.

Seeing that I lowered my eyelashes, the handsome man also moved, and slowly withdrew from my body. I couldn't help but take a light breath, and my body that was no longer paralyzed by passion was also brought out by his slight movements, and it hurt like this, I am afraid that it will take several days to recuperate. My face flushed slightly, and I was slightly stunned when I raised my eyes to meet the ridicule in his eyes.

How could it be like that? Contempt, mockery, disgust, and even hatred. I can't figure it out, what kind of relationship does I have with him? Isn't it husband and wife? However, after such an intimate thing has been done ......, if he hates me, why would he have sex with me? Alas, for the eleventenary and first time, I began to despise my own super-poor imagination......

He rolled over and got out of bed, and the back of ** almost made me squirt out a nosebleed, what kind of life is this man? Why is you in such a good shape? The height is at least 1.8 meters or more, tsk, the strong and powerful muscles, the ancient carcass skin, the hips, the narrow waist, the ape arms, the broad shoulders, the pine straight back ......, the line of sight slid from the bottom to the top, I gasped again, there was a scar on the back that was more than a foot long, like a big brown centipede, ugly and hideous crawling on his back, and then look closely, the ancient carcass complexion also concealed many wounds of various sizes, as if crawling out of the shadow of the sword and sword, Those wounds reveal what a turbulent past the owner had.

This man? Who the hell is it? I looked at him in a daze, and my mind began to mess up again. A woman in a pretty pink dress had quietly walked to the bed, put down a basin of water, and held a wet silk in her hand to clean the traces of love on his body. When I saw her at first glance, I was shocked, there were other people in this room, he and him, he was so calm with me when there was a third party in the house? Does this man have any shame? My face burned hot, I, a person from the 21st century who is not so conservative about surname behavior, also felt very embarrassed in the face of the live version of the A movie, but he is still an ancient person in a feudal society, okay?

My mind was in a mess, and I just stupidly watched the handsome man stand motionless naked, letting the woman in pink carefully rub his body. Finally, after the woman had finished cleaning him and carried the sewage out, before I could come to my senses, a woman in purple came over and put a loose white robe on him. I almost fainted, how many people in this room had watched the show.

Turning his head to search the house, his eyes suddenly made contact with a person four or five meters away from the bed, and he almost screamed in horror.