Although she had done a good job of psychological construction before, but at this moment, she was still trembling with fear.

Feng Yihan's dark eyes stared at her tightly, and his slender fingers gently swept across her delicate cheeks like water, what a clean little face, as if he could pinch out the water with a little force, and this cleanliness was what he longed for......

"Are you afraid of pain?"

His voice was very soft, but it seemed to have a kind of magic power, which could capture people's hearts in an instant, and her body couldn't help but tremble when she heard it, scared, afraid, trembling, helpless...... Her eyes were tightly closed, her long eyelashes flapping like butterfly wings, and she nodded vigorously, then shook her head again......

The throat couldn't help but let out a beast-like whimper......

"Good girl!"

Her true reflection completely pleased him, and an inexplicable sense of satisfaction rose in her heart, and her slender and powerful fingers ran through her hair, which was softer than brocade, clasped the back of her head, and lowered her head to kiss her lips that were more delicate than flower petals, and it was a storm in an instant......

When her breath was taken away, she was about to resist, but her strength was too small in front of him to be worth mentioning.

Over the years, there have been countless women who have approached him, all of whom have a certain purpose and go to great lengths to please him, trying to climb his Hirogi, but he hates those women, and they are so filthy that they make him feel disgusting......

She's definitely an exception......

Whether it's the fragrance on her body that fascinates him, or her clean little body, he wants to possess it fiercely!

There is a filthy devil living in his heart, and he needs a clean angel to purify it, or is it ...... Fall into a demon together!

After a while, Jiang Xinyu was already pressed heavily by him on the wide wide wood.

She still couldn't control it, tears poured out of her eyes like raindrops, he looked at the crystal tears, and became more excited, she wouldn't know that her appearance of pear blossoms with rain could arouse men even more.

With the sound of the cloth tearing*, a devastating pain struck her, and everything around her became illusory, as if everything was far away from her......

Pain......

She didn't feel anything other than this, she cried so much that her throat was hoarse, and the knife-like feeling made her think several times that she would definitely be tortured to death by him......

The pain is endless, but it burns vividly, and it never ends, and the pain seems to have transcended everything, and finally there is darkness......

On the bedside table, the budding white rose is quietly placed, quietly blooming on this hot night......

The next day.

Shredded sunlight shone in through the gaps in the curtains.

The door of the bathroom was opened, and Feng Yihan walked out wearing a black bathrobe, his eyes falling on the cat-like huddled figure on the big bed.

Her long black hair was messily spread on the white pillow, her little white jade face was embedded in the black hair, the sun shone on her snowy skin, as if it were transparent, there were tears on her long eyelashes, and there was a heavy black under her eyelids, reminding him that he was out of control last night, and he was unrestrained in her demand.

Looking at her frowning brows, he suddenly remembered that she cried and begged him for mercy last night, and his abdomen instantly tightened again, and he raised his hand and pinched his eyebrows with some annoyance......