double burial

Facing the muzzle of the gun, Xiao Xinran was neither surprised nor flustered at all, but stopped in her tracks, and frowned with her undeniable brows.

He raised his hand to swing the muzzle of the gun, but he raised it halfway but put it down again.She was too tired, she didn't want to entangle with that person any more, she would rather let him insult her, and she would accept whatever that person wanted to do to her.

The woman in the dark seemed annoyed when she saw her deliberately pretending to be calm, and said angrily, "It's the first time someone can be so calm under my gun."

The gun pressed against her forehead began to tremble, rustling, but still stubbornly refused to let it go.She glanced at the glistening cold sweat on the woman's forehead, pursed her lips calmly, and said coldly, "Is it enough?"

"Do you think... I dare not kill you?" The woman's voice was also trembling, and the pain in her panting became more and more unbearable.

"You don't dare," Xiao Xinran sneered, her tone full of teasing, as if to completely anger her and end the useless dispute at the moment as soon as possible, "Kill me, and you won't survive. Unless you are willing to die with me, but that's too It's not worth it, why bother to settle the grievances in this life in the next life."

These words took effect very quickly, as if anything she said could easily irritate the person in front of her, the woman seemed to be gnashing her teeth, her fingers were rattling, and vigorous anger rose from the cold air.

"You know, I wish I could kill you!"

She smiled indifferently: "I always know."

As soon as the words fell, the waist was suddenly grabbed, and he was dragged forward. Behind him was the loud sound of closing the door violently, which made people's eardrums hurt.She was restrained and walked all the way. The room was dark with no lights turned on, but the man was familiar with the road and walked straight, finally throwing her in a soft mass.It was the sofa, she could feel it.

In the darkness, she closed her eyes, not a single bit of her domineering aura was left, like a sheep at the mercy of others, her rare meekness was only due to her inability to resist.

The clang of metal colliding rang in her ears, and her chest rose and fell slightly, as if she was a little nervous.Immediately, the wrist was caught, and the cuff of the left hand was rolled up, revealing a section of fair skin.A little bit of gauze was wrapped around the upper part of the wrist, with faint blood stains, as if there was a deep wound hidden under the gauze.

"Don't you know how to change the dressing?" the woman scolded, "I don't like the smell of rotten flesh." While speaking, she removed the gauze, exposing the hideous wound to the cool air.

Not one, but many, and they are all neatly cut.Some were close to recovery, leaving only a shallow scar, while others were new wounds with dark red blood scabs condensed on them.It is not difficult to see how many cruel injuries this delicate and beautiful wrist has suffered.

The surroundings were still dark, she calmly waited for the man's next move, but she couldn't wait for the sharp pain that should have been there.Then the wound suddenly felt cold, followed by a piercing pain, completely different from the pain from the blade.The air smelled like iodine, and the woman was actually prescribing medicine for her!

She smiled coldly from the bottom of her heart, never in the past was she licking her wound alone and creating a bad aftermath for her.Who can blame this?People always come together because of benefits, and disperse when benefits are exhausted. Since fate has pushed her to this point, shouldn't it be up to her to bear these things?

While thinking about it, the wound felt another stabbing pain, but it was the woman who rewrapped the gauze wrapped in anti-inflammatory medicine for her.She frowned and said nothing, but she had some extravagant hopes in her heart.She hoped that that person could pity her and let her go, even if it was only for a day, at least let her know that there is still some hope in life, and that people's hearts are not always cold.

"I came back late today, so I have to be punished." The woman's voice was smiling, but trembling like a devil.She was silent, and the extravagant hope a moment ago turned into calmness at this moment.It is a joke to think about making the devil do good.Now that he has returned, let her torture him.

"Don't talk again." The woman was a little annoyed, and her breathing became heavier, as if the time of taking the medicine had worn out her patience, and it seemed that the elegant cold fragrance on her body had aroused the woman's desire. She felt that the woman was already anxious. Can't wait.

"Hurry up, I still have work." She barely suppressed the trembling in her voice and urged in a cold voice.

The woman laughed twice, said "yes" repeatedly, and grabbed her right hand, which was a good wrist.

There is no scar on the slender and beautiful wrist, and it is the most delicate and smooth.Whether it was holding a pen or holding a cup in the past, it was a beauty that was so noble and perfect that it could not be desecrated. Now, when someone roughly pinches her and wants to inflict maximum harm, she has no power to resist.

"Let me try something new today." Before she could speak to stop her, she slashed with the knife involuntarily.

The sharp blade like a willow leaf cut through the delicate and smooth skin, and blood gushed out immediately, staining the entire wrist red.The woman quickly lowered her head, covering the bleeding wound.

She bit her lower lip tightly, holding back the moan that was about to escape, and a thin layer of sweat broke out on her forehead.The sweet blood was drawn out of the wound, it was a piercing pain, she often experienced this kind of pain, and she was already used to it, so she could bear it quietly.

The woman just lay on her soft body, greedily sucking the blood, and sniffing the fragrant orchid scent on her body with pleasure, her eyes gradually blurred, like a dream.

There really is such a sweet and beautiful person in the world, the people under her are docile and forbearing, her every move fascinates her and also makes her resentful.The woman can't wait to eat her up, skin and bones, and eat her cleanly, leaving nothing behind.The surge of unbearable desire turned into a bite between the lips and teeth, the blood and body fluid blended together, and the pain that had been suppressed for a long time in the body was finally relieved. There is nothing more difficult than this moment for the woman in the darkness to extricate herself.

The force of the woman's biting became stronger and stronger. She curled up in pain and endured bitterly. Deep marks were bitten on her lower lip, but she stubbornly remained silent.Not showing weakness, not begging for mercy, is Xiao Xinran's last dignity in front of women.

Time passed by every minute and every second, like a sharp knife cutting her heart, leaving irreparable scars.The woman's dependence is getting stronger and stronger, and she can feel that the amount of blood she loses increases every time.The time of onset seems to be much earlier. In the past, at this point, I have never seen a woman suffering as much as today.

She had lost too much blood, she was faintly dizzy, and her face was actually a little whiter than the snow falling outside the window, but the woman was still hungry, her hot lips were tormenting her wound, and she couldn't let go.

"Enough." She endured the severe pain and said coldly, her voice was full of exhaustion.

The woman turned a deaf ear, and the hands around her waist tightened again, tightly hugging her cold body and rubbing it into her arms.

"As I said, I still have work to do." Her body was shivering as she curled up in the woman's hot embrace.

The woman finally noticed her discomfort, her misty eyes gradually became clear, and the force of sucking also decreased a lot, but the spirit tongue was still lingering on the incision, reluctant to let go.

Such licking is tantamount to lighting a fire.Xiao Xinran trembled even more, with cold sweat on her forehead, her long hair slipped from her ears, and was stuck to her temples wet with cold sweat, her appearance became more and more pitiful.

"Let go..." She couldn't bear the itching pain, trembling.

The woman slowly raised her head, the dark outline of her face was like a stroke of landscape, deep and cold like snow: "Are you begging for mercy?"

She didn't speak, she was trembling, her head was buried in her arms, leaving only a perfect figure that was heart-wrenching and soul-shattering, looming in the darkness.

Originally, darkness is the best protector, it can make people don't have to see everything clearly, everything that happens can be regarded as a dream, and it can't be counted when you wake up.So in the past, they always did all this in the dark.But now, the darkness seems to be the invisible hand that lifts up the desire. The more you can't see clearly, the more tempting you will be.Desire is like fire, eroding the heart and soul until it starts a prairie fire.

The woman stared at her for a moment, and the coldness in her eyes gradually dimmed again, like a layer of mist enveloping a vast ocean.

The woman's lips slowly left her wrist.The blood-stained lips are so plump and glowing faintly, the best pigeon blood gemstones are nothing more than this.The woman has a beautiful and thin lip line, and her two red lips are slightly parted. They climbed up and got close to Xiao Xinran's drooping head.The fragrance in the nose is fragrant, and the woman takes a deep breath, like bathing in the sea of ​​flowers.

Xiao Xinran lowered her head, not aware of the smell of abstinence in the air at all, until the back of her neck was grabbed, she looked up in shock, and her cold and bloodless lips were captured by a touch of heat.

Bloody, domineering, painful, dizzy, and unwilling, she raised her hand to push the woman back, and the bright red on her wrists dripped down, accompanied by the subtle sounds of panting in pain and rubbing of clothes, depicting a piercing cruelty in the silent night. screen.

The woman's lips and tongue easily captured her, and she bit and sucked like a show of power. She was powerless to protect herself from such a menacing invasion, she could only close her eyes, and hot liquid streaked across the corners of her eyes, burning the dark night.

If everything is just a dream, is this dream too painful?

The author has something to say: read on, and you will know the answer.Thanks to every little angel who clicked in, it is you who gave me the motivation to continue.