Chapter 196: The Strongest Hormone in the Universe 2

However, her body was not controlled by reason, and she could not move at all, and was completely stopped by a magical force in the underworld.

Invisibly, she felt that she had an extremely strange relationship with the girl and this man, and she was closely implicated. Yet, like a bystander, a passerby, an insignificant spectator—especially the girl, who suddenly longed very, very long to see her face—but no matter how hard she tried, no matter from which angle she looked, she could not see her clearly.

It's like a person who knows that he has a soul, but no one has ever been able to see his soul clearly.

She was shocked by her strange thoughts.

The next moment, suddenly I don't want to look, I don't want to know, I don't know why, I want to escape, get out of here, or, I can't see what is going to happen in the next moment.

However, there was no escape.

The soul and the body are separate, and each holds a direction.

She couldn't even close her eyes, she could only watch the man's extremely strong body, completely prostrate on the girl's body as clean as spring snow......

He was so eager that anyone could see that he had been looking forward to this moment for a long time, the germination of a love and human instinct that no force in the world could ever stop.

It's like your own wedding night, like a night that has long been indifferent......

She suddenly felt uncomfortable.

A heart is sour for no reason, and I don't know why I am so sad.

However, the next moment, it was swept away by a strange force. The vigor of the man, the silence of the girl...... I can clearly see that the man is so strong, so wild, like a prisoner after being suppressed for millions of years, his enthusiasm is enough to ignite any female between heaven and earth...... However, the girl under her still has the same smile...... Still motionless...... It's like a real person facing a puppet^

But he could no longer care about it, and fell into a terrible madness, and was intoxicated, and accumulated enthusiasm for a long time, from winter to spring, and from spring to autumn...... The incomparable lovesickness converged into a surging torrent...... He used all his strength to please her, to cater to her, and to treat her as the supreme queen......

Finally, he stopped exhausted.

The girl underneath her is still smiling charmingly.

He suddenly collapsed, hugged her tightly, but turned his head away, and couldn't bear to look at that familiar and charming face anymore: "No snow...... No snow ...... You're not snow-free...... You're not snowless after all...... You're not her...... It's not her ......"

Obviously happy to the extreme, but also painful to the extreme.

Even though the face may be exactly the same, what about the soul? what about the feeling? the fiery disposition, the wildness of the heart, the uniqueness......

Even though he could copy a thousand of these women, were they really Ji Wuxue???Were they little fairies?Were they the little girls who used to sit on his lap and smile at the hibiscus flowers in the magic mirror??

He looked up to the sky and howled, as if the qiē that had just passed was a great pain, a great despair......

Natsuki watched the man burst into tears, like a mystery she didn't understand. How could that be? How could he be so sad?