Feeling his tenderness, Wanqing inexplicably gave birth to a trace of complicated feelings, and couldn't help but feel pain in the softest place in her heart, and a tear crept down like this.

The moonlight is beautiful, the woman stands inexorably, and the man hugs her, what a beautiful scene!

Sometimes, however, the inside is the opposite of the outside.

Feng Qiuyin, who was in a drunken dream, felt that Wanqing was crying, and for a while she panicked like a child, "Ning'er, why are you crying?" Am I not doing well? If you really don't do well, you can beat me, scold me, as long as you don't cry, don't cry, don't leave me......"

I saw Feng Qiuyin holding her hand tightly and pumping it towards her face, one at a time, desperate.

When Wanqing saw it, he was even more panicked, and he didn't know what to do for a while, but he just let his tears fall violently, mixed with the pain in his heart, and a tear actually fell into his mouth.

Licking slightly, Feng Qiuyin's kiss became more and more violent, only to see him kiss all her tears, and his mouth was full of apologies.

It's a pity that the object of his apology at this time is not her, but the woman named Ning'er.

No, she doesn't want it, all this is false, let's end it quickly, thinking in his heart, Wanqing couldn't help but increase the intensity of the struggle, and he didn't seem to want to let go, with his usual domineering, kissed her very rough and strong.

Slowly, Wanqing's strength was almost exhausted, and her senseless struggle ended, and he gradually softened, extremely gentle and lingering, as if he was holding a priceless treasure in his hand.

The warm breath left her mouth, kissed her face, her nose, her eyes, and then, all the way down, stayed between her beauty's collarbones, the snow-white neck slightly exposed, extremely seductive, he sucked it over and over again, as if he wanted to suck her blood dry before he would stop.

The extreme teasing made Wanqing tremble, and suddenly a gust of cold wind blew, Wanqing couldn't help but shiver, and a thirst in her mouth made her even let out a low moan.

This voice! Wanqing couldn't help but be startled, when did she become confused, and when did she rely on his gentleness so much, not to mention, this gentleness didn't belong to her in the first place.

There was a burst of irritability in his heart, and he didn't know where the strength came from, but he was so ruthless that he pushed him aside, and he, perhaps because he was drunk, stumbled under his feet, couldn't help but take a few steps back, and his back slammed into the stone table behind him.

The stone table is not round, I don't know if he likes it or Mrs. Tai likes it, the stone tables in this courtyard are all square, and the corners of the table are even sharper, looking at his slightly frowning eyebrows, Wanqing knows that just then, she is a little harder, and he must have hit it hard.

She couldn't help but feel a trace of guilt in her heart, so she stepped forward and said, "Husband...... Are you hurting? ”

But who knows, he didn't seem to feel pain, and suddenly stepped forward and held her in his arms again, this time, it seemed to be more forceful than Fang Cai.

I saw that his hands were directly clasped around her waist, not giving her the slightest room to react, and again, he forcibly kissed her, "Ning'er, don't leave me......"

There was a trace of pain in his body, and the words in his ears were even more annoying, Wanqing forgot Fang Cai's apology for a while, and with a burst of annoyance in her heart, she pushed him away with a force.

His eyes also became much colder, "I'm not your Ning'er, wake up!" ”

However, where could Feng Qiuyin, who was drunk, listen to it, and in her consciousness, she only knew that she rejected him.

Suddenly, his gentle eyes turned cold, looking at her, with incomprehension, pain, and anger.

"For what? Why do you want to leave me, where am I like him? For you, I did everything I could, practiced martial arts diligently, and now, I am a general, and you still marry him! ”

He roared wildly, as if he wanted to explode all the anger that had been building up for years at once.

Wanqing saw it, and he didn't know what to do, and he was about to pull out his legs and run, but he was firmly withdrawn, only to see his expression, tear open her clothes, and bite her shoulder frantically with his lips, causing her to cry out in pain, but he didn't care at all.

And that cry of pain triggered his madness, and saw that his eyes were full of scarlet, and there seemed to be nothing else in his eyes, he suddenly picked her up horizontally, kicked away the stone bench in front of him, and then kicked open the door of the room again, panicked and frightened, Wanqing almost forgot all the reactions, and her mind was blank, until she was thrown on the bed by him, she had a trace of consciousness.

Trying to escape again, but there was no chance, he tore off all the restraints, straightened his waist, and just went deep into her body, into her body, crazy plundering, wild rhythm.

This time, Wanqing was surrounded by fear and pain, she thought that she would die in his madness, if she really died, at least, it would be a relief, otherwise, she would hate him even more, because this time the humiliation was even worse than the last time.

Outside the window, the moonlight is hazy, inside the house, ambiguous, Wanqing silently put on the clothes that have been torn by him, leaning on the end of the bed, the tears on his face have dried, the picture is left on the face, is a thin trace, today's moonlight is particularly charming, the pale yellow moonlight is slightly blocked by a thin layer of clouds, like a shy girl, reflecting her faint brilliance.

With a long sigh, there was a strange calm in her eyes, but in the depths of her heart, it was an indelible wound to the bone.

On her side, the man fell asleep deeply, his face was devoid of seven emotions and six desires, calm as an innocent child.

Looking at him quietly, Wanqing's heart burned even more anger, this man was the one who forced her twice, the first time, he regarded her as the real Murong Wanqing, and also as an enemy, cruel and rude, the second time, he regarded her as Ning'er, and also as a lover, extremely gentle, extremely lingering, but it hurt her heart even more.

But so what, she is his wife, the wife that Ming Media is marrying, he moved her, it is natural and rightful, but she is really not what he thinks.

I had no choice but to be in another world, traveled through time and space, and forgot the beginning.

Wanqing looked at the man in front of her, then slowly got up and called, "Shuang'er, Hongmei." ”

After a while, the two of them appeared in front of her, and when they saw the mess on the ground, Shuang'er's eyes turned red.

She didn't say anything, but said to Hongmei: "The general was drunk just now, so he ordered the kitchen to boil a bowl of ginger soup, and when he woke up, he would give him a drink, so as not to hurt his stomach." ”

Instead, she said to Shuang'er: "Go and prepare a bucket of hot water for me again." ”