Xiao Sha Desolate

Qian Mo sat on the sofa in the living room, flipping through magazines boredly, and looked up at the clock on the wall from time to time.At one o'clock in the morning, the master said that he would come back early tonight to accompany him.The joy at the beginning faded away bit by bit over time.You are just a slave, why should the master remember to come back to accompany you.

I believe that sooner or later the master will bring himself down to a more miserable situation.But the heart that has warmed up again can no longer control it.

"Bang!" There was a knock on the door.Xu Zhaocheng was outside the door, but he couldn't take out the key when he tried to open the door.Qian Mo immediately stepped forward to open the door, and he saw the owner who was too drunk.

Something must have happened.

"Master, Qianmo will help you back to your room." Zhaocheng was noncommittal, staggered to and fro, and fell into Qianmo's arms all of a sudden.When Qian Mo finally dragged the owner back to the bedroom on the second floor, she was already sweating from exhaustion.Finally got the master onto the bed and covered the quilt.He stood by the bed and took a breath, ready to leave.

Seeing the child turn around in a haze, Zhao Cheng suddenly got up and grabbed Qian Mo's wrist, and pushed him down on the bed.

The blood flowed into a bright river on the off-white bed sheet.

Master, no matter what happens in the future, Qianmo will never forget the scorching heat that master brought me with his lips and body.Pain is real and intense, so warmth is also real and intense.

Reversed age.

Zhaocheng's consciousness is still in a haze, he drank a lot of wine last night...and then?He rubbed his temples and tried to sit up.But he found a person hanging on him, with his arms around his waist, still sleeping.He was startled and woke up instantly.Qian Mo's face was pale, and she frowned tightly, as if she was enduring great pain.

Qian Mo's body is covered with bruises, and looks weak and enchanting.Red, white and white stains were messed up on the bed, showing the violence/deeds of last night.Thoughts came back to the cage, and the dream of a beautiful spring night turned out to be true.He hurt Qian Mo again and again, in such a cruel way.Is it because you might lose it so you can't wait?

Zhao Cheng gently put down Qian Mo's hands around his waist, got out of bed and got dressed.

Although the movement was very light, Qian Mo was awakened.If you didn't open your eyes, just pretend that you are still asleep, and you don't want to face your master at all.Hearing the master's footsteps leaving the room, Qian Mo thought for a while, and stood up.He supported the edge of the bed, got out of bed little by little, and then knelt on the ground against the edge of the bed.He didn't go to find a piece of clothing for himself, what's the use of covering up if something happened.The master woke up, unsure of what to expect.

I know who the master is better than anyone else. Part of the struggle last night was because I didn't want to be raped, and part of it was because the master hated drunken sex.How could such a rational and calm person tolerate such a stupid behavior by himself, how could he tolerate himself who made him behave like this.

How could the master tolerate something around him that made him lose his mind.

Zhaocheng entered the room with a basin of hot water and a towel, and the moment he closed the door and turned around, he saw Qian Mo kneeling with his head bowed, his long bangs hanging down to cover his expression.But it clearly gives people a kind of desolation and suffering.

He cried, he must have cried.

Zhaocheng stopped at the door, not knowing what to do next.I wanted to clean Qian Mo first, but now Qian Mo woke up, should I touch his cock in front of him again?How could he bear such an insult.

"I'm sorry, Qianmo was wrong, Qianmo shouldn't..." Her voice was hoarse, but such a hoarse voice carried a different kind of charm.That "seduction" can't be said anyway.Maybe taking the initiative to admit the wrong owner first will make him feel better.But it's obviously not your fault, but you still say it's your fault after being raped. Is there such a thing?

"You wash it yourself first, I'll go out, and I'll talk about other things later." Zhao Cheng put the water and towel in front of Qian Mo, and left the room quickly.He didn't know how much his voice was shaking.

Qian Mo felt that the pain in her whole body would engulf her, and it was not only the body that was torn/torn apart.After all, he thought he was dirty, couldn't stand himself who was not cleaned, and didn't want to get close to him.Even the last steps are as eager as fleeing the plague.

After cleaning, is it still clean?