XLVII. Insults
Tong Ling'er had a sense of humiliation that she had never felt before, she was unconsciously angry, and her strength gathered in her palm again, and just when she was about to hit the woman who was laughing wildly under her, Tong Yihan, who appeared at some point, suddenly attacked Tong Ling'er from behind: "Why, you don't even want to let go of your cousin, do you hate us so much?" ”
Before Ling'er could see Tong Yihan's face clearly, she was grabbed by the peony that was finally pressed under her, and she turned over and pressed Ling'er under her, maybe because of the injury, Tong Ling'er's expression was very painful, Tong Yihan looked at Tong Ling'er at this time with a pain in her heart: "Sister, you hurt her, she is already injured." ”
"Something that doesn't make a living." Peony scolded loudly: "At this time, I am still talking for this girl." ”
Peony put her face close to Tong Ling'er's face, and the two soft breasts fit together like this, Tong Ling'er looked at her with frightened eyes, no matter how she twisted her body, she couldn't get rid of it, and her back was hit hard by Tong Yihan, and the pain made her lose her strength for a while: "What do you want to do." ”
"What are you doing, now that I know I'm afraid, I just hate your unstoppable arrogance." The woman gently blew in Tong Ling'er's ear, and whispered in her ear: "Now that I am being pressed under someone, doesn't it feel very enjoyable?" ”
Tong Ling'er shouted loudly: "You crazy woman, let me go quickly." ”
Tong Yihan couldn't bear to look at it anymore, and wanted to pull the woman up, but he was hit by a meteor dart from Peony, and he was seriously injured so easily: "I'm distressed, you don't want her very much, it's a man who crushes her under him now, and her, no matter how noble she is, she is also the woman you play with, and she has to attach this label for the rest of her life." The woman slowly raised her body, watching Tong Ling'er's chest rise and fall, panting heavily, maybe because of the struggle, the outer gauze was already a little messy, the corset had been revealed, the woman smiled: "I want to see what is so special about this girl who makes my brother fascinated?" As he spoke, he pulled down her outer gauze from her chest, and the light green corset was completely exposed, Tong Yihan became more and more anxious, holding his arm to block his eyes: "Sister, don't do this." ”
"If you can't stand it, you can climb down the mountain for me. If you stop it again, I'll ruin her face right now. Peony glanced at Tong Yihan with some disgust, and no longer paid attention to him. Tong Ling'er looked at the woman's hand groping on her chest, as if she enjoyed her panicked appearance very much, Tong Ling'er looked at her bare shoulder, the woman's fingers were cold and cold on her upper body, her heart suddenly tightened, and hot tears fell, Tong Yihan slowly crawled back and said: "Sister, I'll leave now, don't hurt her." ”
Seeing Tong Yihan's limping back, the woman suddenly laughed: "I want you so much, but I dare to look at you, what a miscreature." ”
"Let go of me." Tong Ling'er's heart seemed to be stuffed with a huge stone, and she was powerless to stop anything, looking at the woman who had been smiling and unbuttoning her corset, the Ru room was straight and exposed, the sun shone on it and gave out some golden and smooth light, the light pink ** stretched straight like a child who had been imprisoned for a long time, ecstatic to the outside, Tong Linger closed her eyes, tears slipped down the corners of her eyes, and begged softly: "Let go of me." ”
"You look really pitiful, if you were like this in the morning, I might be like other men." The woman didn't seem to care about Tong Ling'er's request, but was a little more unscrupulous. The woman's hand slowly swept from her chest through her flat lower abdomen, swimming around Ling'er's waist: "You said that such a fragrant body, why doesn't my brother have such backbone." But it doesn't matter, I'm not as stupid as him, so I'll check his body first. The woman said that she was about to peel off her gauze skirt, Tong Ling'er's whole body trembled, constantly shivering, her legs were desperately clamped together, the trembling collarbone caused by fear was particularly prominent, the woman's laughing voice, Tong Ling'er suddenly lost consciousness a little, the cold feeling of the whole body was instantly covered by a stream of heat, and suddenly the whole body was uncontrollable, suddenly turned over and pressed the peony under him, Tong Ling'er's hand suddenly stuck on the peony's neck, Suddenly, an old voice came from Tong Ling'er's body, but Ling'er's eyes were still closed, and she didn't seem to have any consciousness: "You slut, you and your brother are really lustful all the way, I've seen men lustful, but I've never seen women play hooligans." ”
Peony couldn't make any sound in his throat, and he was really unprepared for this scene, he only felt that the hand stuck in his neck was very rough, and he couldn't help but be shocked, but he was still staring.
"I don't want to know what it's like to be crushed under a man, I'll let you experience it myself." Suddenly, Peony felt a pair of rough hands around her waist, untied the belt on her waist, and the tight wrap tied to her body instantly relaxed, one by one, she felt that they were leaving her body one by one, and the old voice sounded again: "It's really troublesome, it's obviously a woman, and you have to wrap yourself like a man." The pair of rough hands actually reached into her trouser tube, Peony suddenly struggled desperately, but found that Tong Ling'er sitting on her body was just like a shell that had lost her soul, her hands were closed and her head hung down, she wanted to shout loudly, but she didn't hear any sound, her legs kicked hard, but she could only feel the rough hands sliding between her legs, the woman's face became more and more hideous, and she tossed for a while, and suddenly the feeling of those hands was gone, and Tong Ling'er's body lay heavily on Peony's body, Peony quickly pushed Tong Ling'er aside, quickly lifted his clothes and left in crazy panic.
Tong Ling'er woke up from a burst of pain, and saw that she was lying there in disheveled clothes, the woman had long since disappeared, she wrapped her corset in a little despair, tidied up her grandmother, and staggered down the mountain, her eyes were not bright, as if she had lost her soul, and her tears fell uncontrollably.
As soon as she walked to the mountain pass, Mu Yan was sitting there dressed in black, Tong Ling'er's heart tightened, and the scene just now appeared in front of her again, ignoring Mu Yan's shouting, she held herself tightly and ran away quickly.