Chapter 1213: The Relationship of Fiancés
What do I mean to you, you don't understand? 】
The man's voice was very deep, revealing a trace of uncontrollable paranoia, which made Pei Tong hear it, and his heart trembled, quickly spreading to every corner of her body where blood flowed.
Pei Tong couldn't stand the domineering possessiveness he released like this, she stepped back, bit her lip and said, "We are not suitable." ”
"What's not suitable?"
She dared to take a step back, and Smussen took a big step forward.
His momentum was approaching, and he didn't allow the girl to continue to retreat.
It took a few months for Smusen to spend time with her, but he didn't allow Pei Tong to take it seriously and not take himself to heart.
His powerful slender hand dragged her back and clasped her in front of him, and his inky pupils clearly reflected the girl's panicked appearance, turning white with fright.
His eyes darkened, and his voice was still the same: "Do you think I'm old?" Ripple ...... When you grow up, you still have to marry me. ”
"How can I marry ...... when I grow up," Pei Tong felt that he spoke very unbelievably.
The powerful position of the Si family, you can marry any woman you want.
Her family is just a small family in a wealthy family.
"If you don't marry me, who are you still thinking about?" Smussen's voice was suddenly very sharp.
As soon as he saw Pei Tong's appearance of resisting him, he thought of her first love, Huo Xiucheng.
Did she never fall in love with herself at all, from now to future, all she thought about was Huo Xiucheng, but that man had been pressed by Huo Xiumo for too many years, and he had no ability to get her.
Smussen's emotions suddenly became violent, he ignored Pei Tong being frightened, lowered his head, pressed the back of her neck with his big hand, and in an absolutely forced gesture, his thin lips pressed down on the girl's soft lips.
At that moment, it was as if the memories in my heart came back one after another.
He couldn't get along with her gradually, and forced the girl to respond to his enthusiasm violently and persistently.
Pei Tong was frightened.
She had never been kissed like this by a man in sixteen years.
An unfamiliar masculine aura came to her face, forcibly pouring into all her senses.
The struggle was unsuccessful, and before he could beat Smussen, he was picked up by his strong arms and pressed heavily on the sofa.
He leaned over and reached into the corner of her coat with his large hand.
"Don't ......," Pei Tong moistened a teardrop from the corner of his eye.
Her fingertips were white and tugged at the man's shirt, her voice fragile and fragile.
The hot palms of the man's hands pressed against the skin of her delicate waist, causing her to tremble and start crying.
Smussen was still kissing her.
Licking her mouth, the corners of her lips and cheeks with her thin lips intimately, her breathing was extremely thin, as dangerous as him: "Good, don't be afraid of me." ”
"Don't be afraid, don't look at me like this."
He couldn't tolerate it anymore, Pei Tong looked at him with disgust.
She grew up to be his woman, why should she be afraid of him.
It should have belonged to him.
Pei Tong's corset was easily skimmed off by the man, and he trembled even more with fright, and his voice was choked: "Please, I don't cry, don't take off my clothes, please......"
Smussen looked down, thin lips resting on her cheeks.
It seemed that she had kissed her tears, and suddenly there was no next step, and next to her, she kept hearing Pei Tong crying: "Don't do this to me, I won't believe you anymore." ”
She had never been treated like this, and she was scared.