Chapter 695: Black Hand 6

Like the stubbornly ugly scar on my chest -- because of which I have not had a woman for many years -- is this normal for a normal man? Obviously not normal!!

How strange!

He had been so badly wounded that he was almost ruined, but he hated her—not for the knife she had slashed at him, but for the joy she had brought him, and then he had gone away

Forever Lost My Love - Forever Lost My Source of Joy.

Like an addicted person, like a person who has been tricked - the shock of the intense bodily joy she brought to him was like a terrible bowing head, and from then on, it shook his soul -

Xiaodong, I can't say it!

Xiaodong, I will never have the face to tell you my true feelings.

That's why I'm so selfish, so despicable, so unscrupulous.

If I don't get it, I will never be able to get salvation and comfort in this life.

Painful torment, ** torture, he almost went crazy, crazy, and miserable when he dreamed back countless midnights...... even went to the red-light district in the hope of solving an urgent need......

However, when he really faced a strange woman, he was scared and flinched...... Not to mention Bingbing, even any woman he didn't know, as soon as he closed his eyes, he would have nightmares and nightmares...... Therefore, from then on, I could only live in torment.

That's why there's a legend in the industry that he's a great guy who is loved by gay men. Even, on some special occasions, some men have shown him favor more than once. If it weren't for his own status and wealth, the men would have chased him like flies.

But, God knows!!

He almost broke the bones of the men who dared to show favor to him.

Now, in the face of the woman lying beside him, all the pain that was sealed in the dust suddenly came back to life.

The whole body, every pore, every cell, every body language is shouting - I want this woman! I want this woman even in the most despicable way......

His hand slowly covered her hands, and almost without thinking, the person was already lying beside her, and gently, hugged her soft body in his arms.

It was a terrible shiver - really, not just out of a **, but a long-lost, frightened, twisted longing - like the timid feelings of a teenager.

I hugged it, and I didn't know what to do, and I didn't even dare to go on, just hugged it.

At that time, Qiao Mai was still asleep, and the whole person seemed unusually soft and obedient, in this life, she had never been so supple and well-behaved in front of him.

In the hospital room, the gentle light smeared her lips with an illusory rosy. Yi Xiangxi stared at the lips tightly, and suddenly felt that the light was very eye-catching, and his throat was dry and smoking, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, he extinguished the light.

The new rain stopped, and the moonlight was dim.

The spring is cold, and thousands of families fall asleep early. The dark night gave birth to bold feelings, and the big hand tightly wrapped around the slender waist, just as it did back then.

The lips somehow caught the rosy—so warm, so slippery, so faint, the faint taste of memory—the sweetness, the taste of first love, the taste of love......

The kiss tossed and turned, slowly deepening.