Chapter 70: Don't You Want It Badly?

His calm and introverted, calm and indifferent, and his handsome face was dull and unpredictable.

But it is the kind of creepy and daunting piercing anger that overflows from the bones.

The dark Satan in hell will be tortured with eighteen punishments and whips, and he will use the most cruel warfare techniques to corrode your humble and pitiful courage bit by bit, pushing you to the edge of the cliff step by step, giving you life, but not letting you feel better.

For survival, for revenge.

Suriri's delicate face still smiled: "I don't know what's wrong. ”

"Don't know?"

The man put the laptop next to him, reached out and pulled her little wrist, easily scooped her petite body into his arms, and sat on his long, straight thighs.

The thin lips reached the pinna of the ear and smiled lightly: "I really want to know, right?" ”

"Hmm."

The psychology is disgusting to him, and it is even more repulsive.

The honest palm poked under the skirt, and Suriri exclaimed in fright: "Don't ......"

It's in the living room.

Mother Li, they are all here.

The man hooked his lips contemptuously and sneeredly, and said indifferently: "Don't you really want it?" Why do you like to pretend to be pure so much? …… Suriri, do you think you're really an 18-year-old rural girl who doesn't know anything? ”

The president of the dignified Agni Group dares to deceive.

Suriri, you really ate the bear's heart leopard gall.

"The night is thundering...... How can you talk nonsense......"

Talk nonsense?

The deep, cold ink eyes locked on the delicate little face that had turned a little white, getting cooler and cooler, more and more mocking.

She is a beautiful embryo, but after a little while, her skin becomes whiter and she becomes coquettish.

And although Suriri is only 18 years old, his body is also a little thin, but his development is a bit sultry.

Just sitting on his lap can make him more rocky, which is her greatest ability.

The big hand ripped off the pink little Nenen.

Suriri's face turned red, and he struggled subconsciously, but found that he couldn't resist at all.

No......

Shi Yeting, you devil with a thousand cuts, I hate you to death.

Why humiliate me like this, why......

Tears fell very unhappily in front of the enemy.

The last vestiges of Suriri's dignity were trampled to death.

"No...... To ......"

The man put her on the back of the sofa, the action was very shameful, pouted the skirt, lying on the soft and comfortable backrest, the buttocks were raised high, and the man took off quickly with one hand. Trousers.

Before she could react from the panic, she pierced hard from behind.

Hiss......

Without warning, the attack penetrated, giving her the pain of her lower body being torn.

The voice that came out of her heart was held in her throat, and Bei Yan bit her red lip fiercely, trying not to scream,......

He doesn't have a face, she still needs a face.

The pink fragrance in the living room is pervasive, reflecting the beautiful scenery of a good day that is not suitable for children, and Mama Li and those nannies are very eye-catching to avoid it.

Suriri doesn't know how long he's been.

The rough attack went from the couch to the tabletop, and was carried back to the room, where I could have had a good rest, but I didn't want to be tortured in the soft and comfortable bed for another two hours or so.

The pain is like your bloody wound being torn with your bare hands.

However, if you are powerless, you will be hoarse and exhausted, and it will be useless to go mad with demons.

Fall asleep groggily.

When I woke up, it was late at night.

There was a faint smell of incense on her body, and someone helped her get dressed after taking a bath, and she would definitely blush when this kind of thing was done before.

But now?