Chapter 350: Every minute and second before the divorce, you are all mine
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"Mousseon!"
Pei Tong was pressed on the washstand by a strong and cold man, weak and beautiful, the pain from her buttocks made her frown in pain, the difference in strength between men and women was too great, she could only look at him aggrieved.
"Can you bear it?"
Smussen's eyes were intertwined with layers of gloomy colors, and his big hand pinched her cheek, approaching violently: "Who gave you the courage to say divorce?" β
Pei Tong was frightened by the lust emanating from his body, his lips trembled, and he couldn't speak at all.
The man's extreme anger broke through his reason, and his big hand tore the dress on her body on the spot, as if he was punishing, and his actions were rude and rude.
Pei Tong Jiaorou couldn't stand his wild posture, and couldn't help but beg for mercy: "Mu Sen, I don't dare......"
Smussen's expression was grim, and he didn't stop because of the woman's crying, and his big cyan muscles parted her buttocks and pinched them hard: "Divorce me?" β
Pei Tong trembled in pain, his black hair fell one after another, and his face was beautiful and pale, crying and saying, "Mu Sen, don't you do this...... You're sexualβah, sadistic. β
Before she could finish her sentence, the man went straight in.
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In the fog lingering in the bathroom, the man stood in front of the washstand, his tall and muscular body hooked with a pair of slender and white legs around his waist, and the shadow was reflected on the wall, and the two overlapped together.
Smussen's dark eyes narrowed, the grim look between his eyebrows faded a little, and he smoked a cigarette in his mouth, and the thick smoke spat out the woman's dried-red face.
Pei Tong's smooth body slumped in front of the mirror, and the cold touch of his back was in stark contrast to the hot temperature in front of him.
Her fair skin was stained with the foam of the man's body, her hair was also wet against her cheeks and neck, her body trembled with the smell of smoke, and she coughed lowly.
Smussen played with her indifferently, enjoying her body.
"Moosen." Pei Tong screamed timidly, wanting to reach out to touch his cold face, but was pushed away by the man's big hand indifferently.
"You don't want to divorce me?"
Smussen didn't touch her, and he still kept this sentence in mind.
Pei Tong's watery eyes were so red and swollen that he seemed to have been crying for a long time, and he bit his faintly white lips: "I, I want to divorce you, and you still touch me." β
Why can he touch her, she can't touch him.
Seeing that she was still wronged, Smussen sneered and threw away the cigarette, grabbed her cheek with his big hand, leaned closer, and carried the strong smell of smoke in her ears and said in a hoarse voice: "Pei Tong, every minute and second before the divorce, you are all mine, don't you understand the truth of not for nothing?" β
"Where does that come from?" Pei Tong angrily beat the man's strong chest, but unfortunately this bit of strength had no effect at all.
"If you don't want to be killed by me tonight, just give me some peace." Smussen grabbed her wrist with a big hand and slashed her back, and Deep Throat let out a heavy growl.
Pei Tong cried.
I cried very sadly.
She found that the divorce was used by Smussen, and he would not be afraid at all.
Afterwards.
Smussen didn't even wear a condom this time, and refused to let her take medicine immediately, and when she was done, he rinsed her with cold water and threw her on the bed.
Pei Tong lowered her long eyelashes, tears slipped from the corners of her eyes, and as the man walked into the bathroom and slammed the door shut, the pain in her heart instantly poured in.
She looked at the tears falling on the back of her hand, as if she saw a young and handsome man, the three-dimensional facial features are perfect, the dark eyes look at her will hide a tenderness, thin lips and a thin smile, temperament is both good and evil, and it is very similar to the memory.
What he said to her is still ringing in his ears now: "Xiao'er, I like you so much, when you promise to be my woman, I will ask you to give me ten or eight children." β
In the next second, his tall and familiar figure faded away in front of him, and in an instant, a beautiful and gentle lady held her hand, and said seriously: "Daughter, you and Huo Xiucheng have no results, he has been suppressed by his cousin all his life and can't turn over, listen to his mother, don't have any more dealings with him while he doesn't develop a relationship with him." β
"You see, your father has selected a better person for you, his name is Smussen, and he is more worthy of you than Huo Xiucheng."
Pei Tong's vision was blurred by tears, and his slender hand covered his mouth and cried, out of breath and very uncomfortable.
She cried for a while, got out of bed with her sore body, found a dress to wear, and walked out of the bedroom.
Smussen came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, his hair dripping with water, his facial features were cold, and his tall body was draped in a white bathrobe and unfastened straps, revealing a large piece of sexy muscular chest.
He had heard the woman crying, and when he came out, he didn't see a figure.
Seeing the door of the master bedroom being opened, Smussen walked out on long legs, saw the maid in the living room at the top of the stairs, and asked in a deep voice, "Where is the wife?" β
The young maid saw that the man had just finished bathing, his face was slightly red, and he pointed to the door and said, "I saw that my wife went out alone at night, and she didn't even change her shoes. β
Smussen's eyebrows froze, and he turned back to his bedroom.
There was a bang, and the door was so loud that it felt like the whole villa was shaking, and the maid could feel the man's anger downstairs.
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At night, the darkness was a little heavy.
Pei Tong stopped a taxi to Pei's house, and at night, his thin body was reflected in the white street lamp, which was a bit desolate.
She rang the doorbell, and soon someone came to open the door.
"Miss?"
The maid found out that Pei Tong was coming, and hurriedly went to call Madame.
After a while, Pei's mother came down from upstairs, saw her beautiful daughter who returned to her parents' house late at night, and quickly pulled her into the house and asked, "What's the matter, I quarreled with Mu Sen again?" β
Pei Tong's eyelashes were still wet with tears, his long hair was messy and draped over his shoulders, he was only wearing a nightdress and dirty slippers, and his exposed skin was cold to the bone, looking too embarrassed.
She hugged her mother's warm body and was trembling and crying.
Pei's mother asked the maid to wrap her in a coat, and when she opened her daughter's hair, she found shocking kiss marks on the back of her neck and shoulders.
Pei's mother took the clothes and wrapped her weak daughter tightly, hid these traces, sighed lightly, and persuaded her daughter: "You, the crying mother's heart is about to break, and the couples who don't quarrel in the past few years want to open up." β
"Mussen, he has a bad temper." Pei Tong choked up, his eyes were already red and swollen from crying, and the tears were still falling: "Mom, I don't want to go back to face him, can you let me stay at home for a few days." β
"Nope."
Pei's mother's face changed suddenly, and she said seriously: "You are married, even if you want to live, you have to let your husband accompany you, what is it like to live alone in your mother's house." β
"Mom!" Pei Tong begged her: "I'll stay for one night." β
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