Looking at the large strip of white flesh in the painting, I raised my hand to cover my mouth.

It's disgusting!

But what made me feel even more disgusting was the fact that there was another man and woman who only took up half of the portrait.

Sharman was naked, and she was enjoying lying on her back on the carpet, her hands on Lirad's shoulders, and looking at her wide open mouth, my ears seemed to ring her screams of pain mixed with pleasure.

Lirad was lying on top of Shaman, and it could be seen from the movements that he had just made a forward sprint movement, and in the process of walking back, Lilard's red eyes were a little weird, and the indulgence on that face, combined with Shaman's expression of enjoyment, was like a thousand knives piercing my heart.

Raising my hand to my chest, I tried to stabilize my body, trying not to shake too much, not wanting Llard to see what I was like.

The jealous maddened woman is the ugliest of the sights, and I don't want him to look at it.

Rirad lay on his stomach, like a beast in heat unleashing his most instinctive desires.

I persuaded myself over and over again in my heart that maybe at that time he wouldn't care who the woman lying there was, as long as he could be released, it would be enough.

It doesn't matter which woman is Shaman, or any other member of the Bloodline, the result is the same.

But when I found out that Shaman's eyes were looking in one direction, I finally had no way to deceive myself.

Trembling hands to touch Shaman's eyes, slowly and forcefully buckle into those uncomfortable eyes, I gritted my teeth and whispered, "That direction, it's the entrance to the room, isn't it?"

It took a long time for Llard's voice to sound, a little hoarse, perhaps from concern, "Yes, that's the entrance." ”

"At that time...... "I finally pierced the whole drawing board, I took my finger back with all my might, regardless of whether it hurt or not, and looked at Llard with a miserable smile, "I just stood at the entrance, watching you tear Sharman's clothes like crazy, and then ......"

"Hatherine!" Richard interrupted me with a low growl, pressing me into his arms, kissing my earlobe shallowly, and whispering, "I'm sorry...... I do not know...... Sorry ......"

Rickard whispered sorry over and over again in my ear, saying all sorts of apologies, and I think he must have wished I could forgive him.

In fact, I forgave him very much, but it hit me so hard that I couldn't control my emotions at all, so I could only lie on Rilac's chest and tremble......

Shiver......

My whole body was cold, even colder than I felt after three days in ice water before, and the kind of cold that emanated from my bones was something I couldn't resist.

Even if Lillard hugged me tightly, he couldn't get rid of the cold.

I lowered my head and tried to speak, but I found that my voice was hoarse and I couldn't speak, and there was something stuff in my chest.

The mass hit my throat and made me uncomfortable, and I started coughing uncontrollably.

"Ahem......"

When my cough was comfortable, the lump in my chest was gone, and my throat was not so bad.

I tugged at Llard's sleeve to tell him it was okay, and I had forgiven him, but all I saw was a red patch on Llard's chest, and then my eyes went black and I lost consciousness.

Before I lost consciousness, I heard Lillard scream in a changed voice, and I wanted to pull the corners of my mouth and smile at him, but in fact I did it mentally too, but I didn't know if he could see it.