Chapter 39: In the snap of a finger, the water splashes
Or, perhaps, it was such a title that aroused the pain that he had been pressed to the bottom of his heart for the past five years and did not want to be mentioned.
He violently tore Feng Qinyu's underwear into pieces, and the coldness under his body made the panic in Feng Qinyu's eyes even stronger.
"Wang ...... Lord, don't ......"
"You dare to say a word, give it a try."
Dongfang Yunlie's warning was full of the danger of desperation and murder, which made Feng Qinyu feel more and more panicked.
At this time, Dongfang Yunlie did not have the slightest pity, and brutally grabbed her soft lips.
His lips were as cold as his heart, without a trace of warmth, and he gnawed and entangled like a vent......
There was a strong smell of blood between his lips and teeth.
The hands that were imprisoned by Dongfang Yunlie were tightly clenched into fists, trembling, and the thin fingertips sank into her white palms.
The tingling pain under her body made Feng Qinyu's forehead break out in cold sweat, and the nails that had sunk into her palms broke instantly, and bright red blood gushed out along her fingers.
The blood color faded little by little, and the bright red bloomed on the moon-white mattress.
Her body was stiff and cold, her face was pale with despair, and her body seemed to have fallen from a great height and then into a pool of ice.
The cold enveloped her, and she felt the cold she had never felt before, and every inch of her body was tightly wrapped in the cold, unable to move.
In the end, the only bit of struggle in her body slowly stagnated, and she obediently let Dongfang Yunlie run rampant on her, perhaps resigned herself to her fate.
Dongfang Yunlie ......
The man who was covering her at this time was like a wild beast, ravaging wildly, and his indifferent eyes without a trace of temperature had already been filled with blood.
She saw the coldness and tyranny precipitated in Dongfang Yunlie's crazy eyes, but she didn't see that behind these dark eyes, there was loneliness and loneliness that others couldn't know.
He plundered again and again cruelly, like an invincible king, condescending and looking down on her.
I don't know how long it took, Feng Qinyu only felt that she seemed to be numb from pain, and no matter how big the pain was, she didn't feel it anymore.
Finally, Dongfang Yunlie's rough actions stopped unexpectedly, sweat was dripping on his bronzed chest, he supported his hands, looking at Feng Qinyu's painful expression from top to bottom, and a hint of revenge appeared on his face.
Sweat dripped down the tip of his straight nose and fell on Feng Qinyu's slightly red face, splashing tiny water.
He smiled, and that smile was so beautiful that it was glaring.
He stretched out his fingertips and swiped Feng Qinyu's forehead from left to right, his fingertips were stained with the sweat on her head, and he chuckled: "You're tired just a moment?" ”
In the snap of his fingers, the water splashed away, and he looked at Feng Qinyu and opened his tired eyes slightly.
"It's just the beginning, we're tired so quickly, how can we continue talking?"
He leaned down, the thin lips covering her lips were so cold that he couldn't find a trace of temperature, and this kiss, after tasting it, he looked at Feng Qinyu's helpless black eyes again, and continued: "Xiao Jiu'er, you are no longer a perfect body, why do you pretend to be so innocent in front of this king, this king wants to know very much, is it the king's bed* that is good, or your general's fiancé's bed* who has returned to his hometown to see his ancestors." ”
The clear taunt was almost piercing, flowing back and forth in Feng Qinyu's ears.