"What are you going to do? Hurry up and let go!! ”

A pair of large hands quickly ripped off her wedding dress and looked at her body wantonly.

The white underwear seems to blend in with her snow-white skin, and the immaturity makes people's blood gush.

When he stripped her naked and removed her clothes, he moved even more sharply, threw her to the ground, and couldn't wait to lean down.

"Please, let me go...... Please......"

Zhao Qishan closed his eyes and kept pushing and rubbing him, crying in fright.

The corners of Murong Yan's mouth raised, "What are you pretending to be pure?" How many times have you done it with him, and you still pretend to be ignorant of the world!! ”

He lost his patience and directly parted her body and pushed hard.

"Ahh

Without any foreplay, she felt like her body was torn apart alive, and she died in pain and fainted directly.

Murong Yan let out a low roar, and his face, which was originally covered with gloom, suddenly turned into surprise.

He was stunned for a long time before he approached her.

"Shan'er, this is your first time?"

But the people below him had already fainted.

Looking at her aching pale face, he was suddenly distressed, but he was ready to send it.

He could only slow down his movements slowly, trying not to feel the pain in her coma.

I don't know how long it took, but when Zhao Qishan opened her eyes again, she only felt that her abdomen was sore.

As far as the eye can see, there are wedding dresses that have been torn to shreds, and the movements of the men on their bodies sweating like rain.

He obviously doesn't love her, why should he possess her......

Hot tears slipped down from the corners of her eyes, and she seemed to be numb all over, and she couldn't feel a little pain, letting the man on her body toss.

After a long time, Murong Yan realized that the person under him had woken up.

He was pleasantly surprised, bowed his head and kissed her, "Shan'er, does it still hurt?" Sorry ......"

He looked down at her, increasing his speed and strength, and his breathing became a little heavier.

Zhao Qishan didn't say a word, she bit her lip, as if she was in great pain.

I don't know how long it took for a man's low roar to hear in his ears.

The thin body was heavily pressed and could not breathe.

Murong Yan stretched out his hand to rub her teary eyes, and kept apologizing, "Shan'er, I'm sorry, I'm too impulsive, don't be angry, okay?" Sorry ......"

Zhao Qishan's eyes were full of tears of grievance, and he reached out and gave him a slap.

"You bastard!!"

The man rubbed her forehead, grabbed her small hand with his big hand, and beckoned to his face, "Yes, I'm a bastard, you hit me, I'm sorry, I'm just too angry, I can't see you smiling at him, as soon as I see you together, I feel that you are tempted by him again, it's me who is wrong, you hit me...... Sorry ......"

Zhao Qishan pursed his dry lips, unable to argue with him, closed his eyes, and said quietly, "I'm sleepy." ”

The man hurriedly pulled out his body, lay down beside her, hugged her body into his arms, and kissed her sweaty forehead, "Then I'll sleep with you in my arms, okay?" ”

Zhao Qishan raised his eyelids and glanced at him, then turned away.

The man hugged her from behind, kissed her soft shoulder, and sniffed her fragrance deeply.

"Shan'er, I promise there will be no next time...... "But the person in his arms has fallen asleep.

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I don't know how long I slept this night, and when I woke up again, Zhao Qishan only felt dizzy, as if the muscles and bones of his body had been dismantled, and he was in severe pain, without any strength.