When Su Yile heard this, he raised his head in a daze, shed tears, looked at him, and hid in a panic.

"Why are you doing this to me?" She asked, looking at him in a hoarse voice.

Why is he doing this?

Because her clothes were a little revealing, and she wanted to rush out, let him punish him as he had been in the beginning, with great possessiveness.

She deliberately hooked him, but she caused him to be punished so horribly, what did he look like he was doing?

Hei Siyu's face sank, and his voice was cold, "I'm asking you, do you dare to pester me?" ”

Su Yile looked at the trampled figure under his clothes, and his aggrieved nose was sore, "Hei Siyu, I hate you!" ”

Kuroji Yu's eyes were cold.

"But I love you too." Su Yile bit his lip.

Kurosi looked at her quietly.

She looked at him with tears in her eyes, "Do you know what my bottom line is? ”

Kuroji pursed his lips.

"If you can touch it, congratulations, I will never want you again, I will never wait for you to ask me again!" Su Yile said, tears falling again.

Hei Siyu listened to her words and narrowed his eyes, "The bottom line." ”

Su Yile nodded uncomfortably, "It's easy for you to touch, as long as you do it, I will leave you so easily!" She laughed, masochistically.

Hei Siyu looked at her, but his eyes were full of undercurrent, gloomy, he quickly came to her, lowered his body, and clasped her cheeks.

She trembled with fright, forced out tears, and looked at his inexplicably gloomy face.

"The bottom line?" His stinging voice looked at her, "The bottom line? Would you still use two words like that? ”

Su Yile was so inexplicable, crying, pinched by him, and glared at him.

"What's your bottom line? Well? Tell me about it! What a bottom line! His violent words commanded fiercely.

Su Yile looked at him, "Hei Si Yu! I beg you not to go over the top, okay? She was pinched and said in a vague voice.

"You tell me! What a bottom line! What a bottom line! You don't say? "Hei Si Yu seemed to be in a great storm, and his eyes were gloomy, gasping.

Pressed her down again, her wild countenance, hissing at the torn clothes again.

"Hmm......" Su Yile let out a painful sigh, gasping, looking at the tears, "Hei Siyu, why are you doing this!" Why are you so moody! Which word of mine can make you like this? She cried and struggled.

The man's big hand had already reached in, wanton to the extreme.

Her body was still very sore, and it was unbearable to be kneaded by him like that.

Hei Si Yu gnawed at her earlobe, gasping for breath, "You dare to give me something like that?" Well? Dare to give me something like that? What the hell is the bottom line? You woman! What a disobedience! What a disobedience! I'll be obedient until you're obedient! ”

He roared, tearing the fabric off her body, such a horror, invading.

"Hmm......" Su Yile's whole face turned into a ball in pain, "Hei Siyu!" I hate you so much! I hate you so much! She screamed, cried, closed her eyes, and collapsed, not wanting to struggle any more.

"Call you bad! Call you disobedient! What the hell! Better throw it away for me! Kurosi roared, heavy, roared, commanded.

Su Yile didn't want to have any more responses, but he was so driven by him that he insisted that she follow him to recover.

She opened her teary eyes, looked at the man with a distorted face above her, gritted her teeth, and stretched out her hand.

'Smack' hit it hard.

(Battlefield Literature)