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Chapter 315: Irritability (2)

The night passed little by little, and her slowly beating heart could be heard in the room very quietly, gradually slowing down again and again, perhaps the two poisons of Reverse Blood Grass and Silver Girl Incense were intertwined in her body, and she actually felt that her body temperature was dropping a little bit, and her blood power might not be able to recover in a few days. Lorenzo probably didn't think of this, she smiled lightly, the necklace was hanging around his neck, if it could be restored in a few days, or if Lorenzo didn't lock himself at the end of the bed, maybe she really had a chance to get the necklace.

It's just that once the truth is revealed one day, Lorenzo may not let go of himself as a liar.

The next morning, he waited for Lorenzo to change his clothes, knelt beside the bed and waited for him to wash up, and this time Lorenzo did not knock over the basin and water her, which did not seem to be a good thing, because every time Lorenzo was kind to her, the next time he would torture her even harder. She served a clean towel on a tray, Lorenzo wiped her face and got up to the closet, took out a piece of clothing from it and threw it to her, walked out the door, and said coldly, "Don't get dirty." ”

She unfolded the clothes that had been thrown on her, it was a brand new dress, it was still simple, it couldn't be simpler, the texture was very soft, soft and light, I don't know how many times softer than the coarse cloth dress she was wearing. She moved quickly to get dressed, but it unexpectedly fitted. Maybe this dress was the one he had prepared for Moro two years ago.

She changed her clothes and walked out, only to see another woman in a black cloak. She stood by the door helplessly, watching the woman pull down her cloak, revealing her naked, smooth body inside.

Barnett, of course, quickly understood what kind of drama was going on, and quickly gave Morrow a look, motioning for her to withdraw with him. Only halfway back, Lorenzo said coldly, "You stay." ”

This sentence was naturally said to Moro, Moro stopped and stood to the side obediently, the naked woman seemed to hand Lorenzo something, she didn't see it clearly, but heard Lorenzo's next command, "Blood." ”

She poured a glass of blood and walked to the desk, but Lorenzo did not answer, she knew in her heart, knelt down steadily, raised her head and offered it with both hands.

Lorenzo still didn't answer.

She knew in her heart that every little kindness he had to herself was the beginning of more torture the next time.

She knelt on the ground, her head bowed, and in the reflection of the floor, she could even see the figure of a woman climbing lightly onto Lorenzo's desk. The sound of skin rubbing against the wooden desk and the paper on it sounded faintly erotic at the moment, and she could feel the woman approaching him little by little. And he didn't refuse at all, she understood what this was going to do, and her heart was already cold.

No matter how much she pretends not to care, no matter how she pretends that she is another person, it is really uncomfortable to see her lover and other women with her own eyes.

The woman's soft voice sounded, and it sounded numb, "Why did the adults ...... this time?"

The woman's voice was blocked by something, the sound of skin to skin, and the sound of ear and temples grinding became extremely clear at this moment, as if amplified countless times, passing through her heart in her ear, making her tremble with pain.

She felt sick and her arms trembled.

She suddenly wondered if he had recognized who she really was.

No way.

Why?

Pampering other women in front of yourself to torture yourself?