A conspiracious competition, tearing the cloak of truth, where should each other go? ——

If it was Lu Huaining during the day, if it was Lu Huaining who was sober, he would definitely say: I happen to be around here to determine if you are still alive. And at this moment, the boiling alcohol in his blood undoubtedly burned his sanity.

At the moment when he said this, he only felt that all the chill in his body dissipated instantly, maybe because of her umbrella, or perhaps, just because he was close to her.

Xue Zuining thought that she had misheard the man's words because of the weather, and couldn't help but stare at Lu Huaining's face, but when she saw the other party's lazy but serious expression, she realized that it was not a mistake! She also knew better than anyone that everything would deviate from its original trajectory and run over in unpredictable directions, because she saw the man's face with the inevitable conquest getting closer and closer!

Finally got his wish, as in his memory, no, because of her meekness, without struggle, her lips were incredibly soft, more like a layer of honey, although he never liked sweetness, but her taste was wonderful. From gentle tossing to deep exploration, she clasped her hands firmly behind her back with one hand, letting herself take what she wanted, and enjoying it to the fullest. The black umbrella was dropped on the ground, facing the sky on its back, alone to witness the ravages of this rainy night.

Xue Zuining didn't know how to resist, and he understood that he couldn't refuse everything this man asked. When she faded all her dignity and walked into the luxurious cage that belonged to him, her world had already fallen, and she already knew that this day would eventually come, sooner or later. She neither struggled nor argued, obediently letting the man take her into the car, walking through the stormy weather, watching the wipers wipe the fine raindrops from the windshield over and over again, without saying a word.

When Xue Zuining, who was drenched through, stepped into the space that suffocated her again, the unknown future made her a little embarrassed and overwhelmed.

Lu Huaining looked at her curled up and shivering, her wet eyes were just staring at her toes, and the droplets of water dripping from her hair slowly gathered into a circle of small water stains on the ground, like an invisible cage that restrained her movements.

Xue Zuining looked at the shadow that was gradually shrouded in him, and a second before he stretched out his hand, his body leaned back, "Can you let me take a shower first, cold ......?"

Lu Huaining looked at the cat huddled in the depths of the alley on a rainy night at this moment, and his forbearance and meekness seemed to be brewing an outburst of anger, he turned sideways, "I'll get you clean clothes." ”

In the bathroom, which is spacious and comparable to her own living room, the water in the shower head is turned on to the maximum, and soon, the heat lingers in the entire space, Xue Zuining opened her eyes, and let the hot water splash mischievously into her eyes, bringing a trace of pain, and the smell of the fragrance faintly penetrated her heart, but it made her inexplicably feel that her throat was choked and unable to speak.

When Xue Zuining's trembling hand finally buttoned the last button of the light green shirt, and when she finally opened the bathroom door with a sworn heart, even though the heating was turned on in the living room, she couldn't help but shiver.

It's just that she didn't have time to retreat back to the temporarily warm space behind her, her body had been picked up by the man, she bit her lip and looked at the man's forbearant face, feeling him press himself into the soft but sinful sofa in the messy kiss, the suffocating fear made her instinctively shake her head to avoid his domineering to almost predatory kisses, and the man who was immersed in passion was actually pushed off the sofa by himself.

Falling on the carpet, Lu Huaining looked at the little woman who wanted to escape after crossing the sofa, and the falcon-like action made him simply drag the trembling body to the ground together.

Xue Zuining felt that the man had imposed almost all the strength of his body on himself, the thin voice overflowed his pale lips, and his body writhed helplessly and retreated to escape, but it further stimulated the firmness of the man in his body, and gradually, she was completely quiet.

Lu Huaining, who was plundering, finally raised his eyes when he felt the girl under him fade into a silent puppet, but saw her clutching the collar of her shirt in her fawn-like frightened eyes, as if praying for the most reluctant trace of dignity.

That helpless but stubborn look made him seem to see the eyes that appeared in the hazy light in that messy rainy night, as if he saw her looking up to face the wind and rain, and seemed to recall the heartbeat he had lost......

It's just that his mercy can be given to anyone, but he can't give it to the person who is lying under him at this moment, this girl who is destined to become her own woman!

Xue Zuining breathed quietly but heavily, she felt the man let go of the hand that imprisoned her, but the broken smile had not had time to bloom, but the dry and warm hands gently covered her face, her eyes, as he slowly moved towards the slur, the dry eyelids slowly closed, plunging her world into complete darkness and sin.

The man suddenly used his strength to encircle her beautiful body like an ancient Greek goddess, and the widest living room became the most unscrupulous place for men to commit crimes, and the wordless conquest rushed to the peak in tears. The girl's sharp fingertips ran across his even shoulder blades, leaving several long, feeble red marks. The fluff beneath her body was twisted but cut before the next assault came, like a girl's desperate and humble submission.

He gasped lowly, the thin shirt of the summer day was torn into rags under his hands, she never knew that Lu Dao could have such forbearance, he never knew that Lu Dao, a person's crying could hide such a desperate look, her tears almost lost all sound, quiet to the point of silence, only the moment he entered, and the whimper could not be suppressed from the corners of his clenched mouth, but he hated her like this, biting her slender shoulder and choking her jaw, indifferent like a lonely beast, "You owe me!" It's you who owe me—"