The sound of "clanging" in the courtyard rang for a day, until the dusk dispersed, after Lu Jingyuan left, Su Yang'er had been lying quietly on the bed, she bit her lower lip from time to time, as if she was suffering from gains and losses, she didn't know why she had such a feeling, she thought to herself that she should be happy, Lu Jingyuan would never come to pester her again, but when she thought of the words "like a stranger", she faintly felt as if she had lost something great all of a sudden.

"Is he really never going to come to me again, no, he likes me so much, he will definitely come back."

"Su Yang'er, what are you thinking nonsense, are you so cheap, do you like to play with men so much?"

There is nothing more painful for a woman than when she is being tormented in secret, and nothing distracts her.

Two different voices sounded at the same time, she didn't know which was the real thought in her heart, her soul seemed to be split in half, Su Yang's various memories kept reminding "him", he was a man, and he would never tolerate her missing another man, it was disgusting, although it might not be the ending she wanted.

And Su Yang'er's body really told her that she was a woman, a woman who longed to be loved by men, and when she was caressed by men, she couldn't help but cater to their cheap women. That night, if Lu Jingyuan came to enjoy her further and used his skillful bed skills to penetrate ** her, she had no doubt that she would shake her ass like a real woman, begging him to possess herself.

"I'm supposed to be happy, shouldn't I?"

This cranky thinking lasted until late at night, and she never got a glimpse of her true heart.

Xiaoling has been worrying with her, neither daring to ask her nor comforting her. She knew that Su Yang'er let Lu Jingyuan go inexplicably, there should always be a reason, looking at her appearance, this reason, I'm afraid it is really difficult to communicate with outsiders.

At night, the cold bodies of the two women snuggled together, they were both cold and cold, and neither could warm the other.

Su Yang'er suddenly remembered Lu Jingyuan's sturdiness and fiery, in the past two nights, he would always forcibly hold her in his arms, he was so sturdy, as if his soft and boneless body was specially born for his sturdiness and hardness, and there seemed to be an unstoppable high fit between the two, which was amazingly missed in every cold night.

She couldn't help but think, "If he wasn't so rude to me, didn't beat me, didn't scold me, didn't force me to do anything, then I let him kiss me, hug me, and love me like a precious plaything, right?" ”

Inadvertently, Su Yang'er put herself in the position of a "plaything" who compromises everything.

As soon as this terrible thought was born, she felt a wave of horror and disgust, she hurriedly shook her head, and said secretly: "Am I still a man, what do I think of him like this, I just want to be toyed with by a man?" ”

"Wouldn't it be better if he would never come to see me again?"

She tried hard to forget what Lu Jingyuan had done to her, and forget the feeling of sleeping in a fiery embrace. This is not something that she, a fake woman, should be obsessed with, she does not deserve everything that a woman should have, Su Yang's will is so manic, it will jump out and tear it all apart.

If she dared to follow the instructions of her body and become a plaything under Lu Jingyuan's crotch, just in exchange for his moments of tenderness and fleeting warmth in the cold night, then Su Yang would inevitably turn her into a monster, a monster on the verge of collapse.

"She" Su Yang'er is Su Yang's slave, and she can only be Su Yang's slave.

At this time, Xiao Ling had fallen asleep, and in the sound of her fine breathing, Su Yang'er covered her mouth and whimpered softly, she was in pain, unprecedented pain, and the two huge suction forces in the depths of her soul seemed to have shattered her.

No matter which force she followed, the other would pull her mercilessly.

This illusory and non-existent phantom pain quietly spread to the tens of thousands of pores around her, transforming into real pain from the inside out.

It was as if her body had become a battlefield, and her aching little feet were arched.

She tried to endure and not let herself cry, and at this moment, she wished that someone could bring her comfort.

In this way, perhaps, she does not need to be in such pain as she is now.

In fact, at this time, it is also the moment when her willpower is the weakest, if anyone at this time, bewitching her, she may not hesitate to fall to the other side.

It's a pity that Lu Jingyuan is already gone, and he missed this golden opportunity, leaving her alone to endure the torture.

Perhaps, this miss is forever.

……

In the middle of the night in the early spring in the south of the Yangtze River, like the north, it is not very warm.

Lu Jingyuan opened the small door of the back office in a groggy manner, and he hadn't returned to Lu Zai for several days.

It's ridiculous, his original purpose in coming to Yixing was to find Lu Zai to study, but he didn't do anything in the past few days, and he wasted so much time with Su Yang'er, in exchange for a sentence of "like a stranger".

Although men are often much more decisive in the face of pain, unlike women who are tortured but have nowhere to turn for help, most of them have enough courage and ability to face pain head-on.

But for more than ten years, the love fantasy once came to naught, and his bad mood can be imagined.

This time was unlike any previous chase frustration, and this time he had had enough.

He was fed up with Su Yang'er's vexatiousness, and he was fed up with the ridiculous stories she made up.

Once, twice, three times, four times, it's never-ending.

Lu Jingyuan thinks that he has exhausted all means, facing defeat after defeat, the more frustrated he becomes, the more courageous he becomes, his greed for Su Yang'er's heart is even greater than the sum of all the women he has possessed in his life.

can be as conceited and ruthless as him, I can't imagine that what Su Yang'er wants is just a little gentleness.

But at this point, he didn't want to think of her, and this time he was determined to give up.

He perfectly inherited Lu Boyan's very spicy and decisive style, Su Yang'er, a woman who was incredible to him, since he refused to surrender to him, then there was no need for him to continue to be depressed for a delicate plaything.

"Yes, Su Yang'er, you are just a plaything, one day, you will regret it."

He said so in his heart, as if he was admonishing himself, and he was abandoning Su Yang'er.

Lu Jingyuan walked to the residence in a daze, and even forgot to communicate with others, and walked to the door of the guest room for a while, and was about to push the door in, when he suddenly thought: "By the way, Su Yang'er's little slut has an affair with Yue Fei's despicable villain, I should send someone to carry the letter home as soon as possible, and let my father expel him from the army!" ”

A wave of hatred has not subsided, and a wave of hatred has risen again, even if Lu Jingyuan has decided to break off with Su Yang'er, he can't bear to hurt her, but he will be angry with others, even Su Yang'er herself must have never expected that his jokes for a while would make Lu Jingyuan so obsessed with it, and he seemed to believe it.

He was thinking like this, "squeak", pushed the door in, and was about to backhand the jaw door, when the wind suddenly rose from side to side.

It was difficult to see in the dark, and only heard two muffled bangs, Lu Jingyuan only felt a pain in his vest, and staggered and fell to the ground.

"Someone sneaked up!"

He heard that this was the sound of a fist, and the boxer was full of energy, and there was a sound of breaking the air, if it was usual, he was careful and guarded, or he could avoid it in advance, but at this moment, when he was sad and angry, and his will was depressed, he was beaten up.

He rolled on the spot in pain, for fear of sneak attackers chasing him, because at least four punches hit him in the back, and it was impossible for someone who was good at punching and kicking to send out four punches at the same time, which showed that there were at least two people who attacked him.

But he did not wait to get up, but shouted, "Who are you?" ”