The door that had been closed was suddenly pushed open, and the smell of wine came with the wind that came with the closed door. (book.ruokan.

The man shook twice, found the bed, and as soon as he lay down, he felt something soft and cotton pressed under him, and when he listened carefully, he heard the girl's faint moaning/groaning, and his mind, which was paralyzed by alcohol, suddenly cleared up, and the smell of pine balls jumped into his nose.

In the dark, those eyes were as deep as a black pool, slowly contaminated with heavy lust.

Zhong Yuxi felt a slender but powerful hand untying her clothes, his movements were gentle at first, and then he tore it with both hands, and the thin maid's shirt was all broken by his big side, and he waved his big hand and threw the clothes aside.

Obviously he should have resisted, but the heat around him actually felt a coolness that he had never felt before when he touched her, like a person who had been trapped in a dry field for a long time suddenly had a mouthful of water, and it was refreshing from his throat to his internal organs.

She twisted her body, whispered a low moan, and subconsciously pushed him with both hands.

The girl's whisper was better than the best invitation, and he let out a low roar, removing the last restraints on her upper body, bowing his head and holding the trembling tip, teasing it again and again.

Reason was completely covered by this strange love "tide", Zhong Yuxi closed his eyes, made a voice that even he was shy, and his body arched slightly, wanting to escape, but he wanted him to continue.

But in her latent consciousness, she didn't want to, she didn't want to.

In the dark, he felt her pandering, and while kissing her, he reached out and took off her trousers, and his hand slipped into her panties, feeling that it was already wet.

She was scared and panicked, and in this pine scent, she only wanted more and more.

"Don't, well, don't ......"

When he parted her beautiful legs, the already swollen and hard pushed forward, and the sharp pain mixed with the horror of being torn all over the body struck at once, and the originally "confused" consciousness suddenly became a little clear.

A flash of lightning slipped outside, thunder roared, and the rain that had not yet fallen was finally coming.

Her parallel gaze could only see the flamboyant dragon tattoo on his chest, which belonged to the prince, and the prince would be tattooed this when he was eighteen years old, symbolizing power and nobility.

She knew that she didn't have much time to be awake, so she didn't do any thought, and she bit into the tattoo.

She used all her strength, so this bite was extremely heavy, and the heavy smell of blood spread in her mouth, and then it slowly sank and withered under his pumping.

He didn't know how many times he asked her until she fainted, alcohol would make people "confused" and "confused", but this grass would make people lustful/lustful, and he released all the fiery seeds in her body.

When Zhong Yuxi woke up, the rain outside was still falling, and there was no one around, she hurriedly jumped out of bed, and there was a severe pain under her body, she gritted her teeth and held back, packed up the blood-stained sheets, picked up the clothes on the ground and ran out in a hurry.

It was almost early in the morning, and she was running faster and faster in the rain, and something wet was sliding down her face, and she couldn't tell if it was rain or tears.

I fell a few times, and I got mud all over my body.

The last time, she lay down in the muddy inlet, pressed her face to the ground, let the rain flood her mouth, her black hair stuck to her forehead, and her whole person was like an abandoned little animal, fragile and pitiful.

No matter how she escaped the darkness of this night, there was an indisputable fact that kept whipping her:

She was raped/raped.

She smiled bitterly in the rain, the rain slid into the corners of her mouth, the muddy bitterness, the dirty rain seemed to flow into the blood "liquid", washing away the original purity, only the great pain occupied the high ground of thinking, drowning her little by little.

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There are not a few messages a day today, you starling, I don't believe it, you starling, see this, you can still hold back and not speak, "rape" laugh