Emperor Shaoqing: The wolf-like president taps love

"It hurts, it hurts..." Xia Zhichu's eyes filled with tears, two lines of tears slid down her cheeks and dripped onto the bed. She punched him with both hands indiscriminately, but she still couldn't stop his movements.

"I want you to know what will happen if you offend me!" Lou Fanyu put her legs on her shoulders arbitrarily, and tore off the skirt on her body, revealing her snow-white and tender skin. Ripping off her underwear, a flawless body was presented in front of him.

"Woooo... I didn't offend you!" Xia Zhichu burst into tears, looking at the demon that kept hitting her body with blurred eyes, and cried.

"Whatever I tell you, you must do. You must not have any intention of resisting. If I tell you to turn left, you must turn left. You must never turn right!" Lou Fanyu gritted his teeth and growled.

Xia Zhichu bit her lower lip tightly, her hands clutched the quilt tightly, her knuckles turned white, even if she hadn't offended him, she wouldn't be able to escape tonight.

It's been a while since he wanted her. Like a wild beast, he savagely pushed into her body. There were fine beads of sweat on his forehead, which were crystal clear under the light.

Lou Fanyu vigorously kneaded her softness, lowered his head to kiss her fragrant lips, and kissed her salty tears...

This woman really made him ecstasy, he had already made him want to stop, he could taste her taste, and made him want to occupy her body crazily again and again.

And Xia Zhichu's tears dried up, his heart ached, his lower body gradually became numb from the pain.

Lou Fanyu panted heavily, beads of sweat slid down his tall nose, dripped onto her pale face, and merged into her tears...

I couldn't see Xia Zhichu's expression of enjoyment and ecstasy, but saw her ashen and mournful face, and the anger in Lou Fanyu's black eyes turned into a raging fire, burning her ice-cold body like snow, but couldn't reach it. to any apex.

With a low growl, streams of essence poured out, staying in Xia Zhichu's body, and then without any nostalgia, eyes full of disgust, he pulled away from her body, got up and got out of bed, and walked into the bathroom.

Xia Zhichu seemed to be ravaged by the messy bed. Lying on the bed, she heard the sound of water splashing from the bathroom. She rolled her eyes, stared at the ceiling dully, swallowed, and just Throat feels dry and tingly.

After a while, Lou Fanyu had finished washing and came out of the bathroom, and saw her lying on the bed curled up like a dried shrimp, with tears still remaining on her face.

He walked over, sat on the bed, and stretched out his hand to brush the hair scattered on his face. Seeing her like this, he felt angry for no reason in his heart. Together, are you so unhappy?"

Xia Zhichu gently rolled his eyeballs, looked at the demon in front of him lightly, slightly moved his bloodless lips: "Do you want to hear lies, or the truth?"

Xia Zhichu asked Lou Fanyu indifferently.

"Say." Lou Fanyu didn't like Xia Zhichu's beating around the bush, and stared at her with cold eyes, his face was as pale as paper, but it was as calm as water.

"You kidnapped me and imprisoned me in this villa, and you occupy me almost every night, tell me, can I be happy?!" Xia Zhichu didn't like to beat around the bush, and told Lou Fanyu truthfully and directly. Said.