Chapter 407: Do You Know What a Real Slave Is

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After speaking, Luo Xingchen took a sharp breath, feeling a little uncomfortable.

Jin Zeming raised his body slightly and turned her over suddenly.

She saw that his handsome face was covered with frost at the moment, and the whole person was like an iceberg that would not melt for thousands of years, making her feel the cold to the bone, as if even the blood was frozen.

"Jin Zeming? leon๏ผŸ Master? Luo Xingchen endured the heartache and looked directly into his eyes that contained a storm, "No matter what your identity is, I, I will not be half interested in you." What slave games do you like to play, there are a lot of people to play with you, but definitely not me. Because I look down on you, Jin Zeming, I look down on you! โ€

She said the most heartless words in the world, as if this was the only way to suppress her attachment to this man.

"Do you still have a heart when you say this?" Jin Zeming's eyes raised slightly, staring at her pink face full of anger.

The grim expression and the cold eyes that seemed to freeze a person were full of bloodthirsty killing intent.

His big palm slammed into her neckline, picking open the edge of her underwear, his fingertips twisting hard.

Luo Xingchen's face changed in pain, and his body couldn't help but tremble.

"Slaves? Do you know what a real slave is? He unbuckled his belt, like a king on high, and there was a slight mockery in his cold tone, "I want to play with you, what can you do?" โ€

He pressed her against the desk, grabbed her by the collar, and parted his hands.

Luo Xingchen waved his hands, and the coffee cup touched the ground.

The sound of cups shattering is terrifying.

He made her understand that in the face of his strength, resistance was superfluous.

He lowered his head and gagged her lips in a frenzy, not giving her half a chance to struggle.

She was suppressed by him, and the strong kiss seemed to squeeze all the air out of her lungs.

"You'll know what a slave is......" Jin Zeming raised his head slightly, and a trace of complicated emotions flashed in his eyes.

The next second, he lifted her leg and squeezed into her dry body.

She tightened in pain, her fingers clenched into fists, and her fingertips dug deep into her delicate palms.

The man is full of anger, his movements are strong and domineering, and there is no tenderness at all.

The hard desktop made Luo Xingchen's back hurt, and the grievances and discomfort in her heart forced the tears in her eyes out of her eyes little by little.

She didn't want to be nice to him, and she didn't want him to be nice to her.

There was no emotion to make up for her broken heart, and nothing to get her lost child back.

Thinking of her lost child, she suddenly struggled hard, but her body was tightly clamped by his strong arms.

He gagged her lips hard, trapping her in his arms so that she couldn't move, and could only let his lips and teeth fill with his breath.

The tearing pain made her face pale, her brow furrowed, and she bit her lip to keep herself from letting out a low groan of pain.

I don't know how long it took, but it was getting dark, as if the torment in hell was finally over.

The man crushed her under him, and the weight of his body was all on top of her.

It was as if they had gone through a terrible war with a disparity in strength, and both of them were drenched in sweat and short of breath.

After a while, he had just carried her to the couch when he heard a sharp knock on the door.

"Master, master, it's not good, Young Master Heng fainted."

Leng Rou shouted anxiously outside.

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