Yemo was stunned.

Looking at her tears, his left heart hurt.

His heart softened, and his hand also lightened the strength, but there was still no mercy on his mouth.

"What's there to cry about? Didn't you bring it all on yourself? ”

Yes, she did it herself! It was she who accidentally fell into Luo Changming's trap.

But she never knew that her father couldn't be trusted!

Luo Yan closed his eyes, hung his head slightly, and didn't look at him.

But her silence looked in Yemo's eyes, and she was empty-hearted.

"Why the fuck are you so shitty? You can sell yourself for a few bucks? Yemo withdrew his hand suddenly, and his eyes were scarlet as if they were bloodthirsty.

"What do you mean I sold myself for money? Do you think that what happened yesterday is what I want to see? Luo Yan finally had an emotion, and her voice was excited: "Yemo, can you come to answer me less?" If you can't get used to it, I'll get out! ”

One will scold her, the other will choke her neck, and she looks like she wants her to die, where did she offend him?

Get lost?

"What? If I'm out, you can go serve other men, won't you? ”

The one on the left is serving other men, and the other is serving other men, Luo Yan is almost annoyed when he listens to it.

She ran out of patience.

"You can think whatever you like, whatever you think! I just sold myself for money, okay? Luo Yan is completely in a state of openness.

There are some things that even if she doesn't want to admit it, he is forcing her to admit it again and again!

Yemo's thin lips were pursed, his five fingers were suddenly clenched, and the accumulated fire completely exploded at this moment.

He reached out and grabbed her wrist and threw her onto the bed.

"Okay, you want money, Lao Tzu will give it to you, let's sleep with you first!"

Before Luo Yan could react, he saw Yemo bully up, staking her under him, and the rough kiss fell wildly, biting her delicate neck.

"Ah, it hurts......" Luo Yan exhaled in uncontrollable pain.

Blood was pouring out, and he was sucking her blood like a vampire......

Luo Yan gritted his teeth forbearingly, layers of sweat appeared on his forehead, and the blood on his face disappeared little by little in pain.

Yemo snorted coldly, his hand had already touched the edge of her panties under her nightdress, and when he pulled hard, he heard a 'tear' sound, and the thin lace bottoms were torn open by him.

Just as he was about to go in, he ...... I felt an abnormal stickiness.

Damn it!

Yemo's face was gloomy, his face was extremely dark, and he maintained a stiff movement against it, neither advancing nor retreating.

Luo Yan saw that he didn't move for a long time, and his eyes, which had been closed out of despair, slowly opened.

She snorted coldly, and she was inevitably glad in her heart, fortunately she had her period......

But it's Yemo after all, that cold-blooded, ruthless, brutal and inhuman guy!

This night, Luo Yan was destroyed by him in various perverted ways, and was completely used by him as a tool to vent the valley, although he did not make the last step, but he was also completely happy......

After he was done, Luo Yanfei ran into the bathroom, holding the bathroom countertop with one hand to make himself stand firm, pinching his throat with the other, retching......

That bastard!

She must have dug up his ancestral grave in her last life, and in this life she will fall into her hands and be ruined by him.

Luo Yan lifted his eyelids and looked at himself in his glasses, covered with bruises and scars, and his eyes, which were originally as clear as lake water, were now empty and turbid......

Is the woman in the mirror really her?