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Yan Xiaomo was a little resistant, after all, she had already experienced some clouds and rain, and if she did it again, she was afraid that she would die in Yingzheng's dragon bed. Pinshu.com

As a woman, dying in a man's bed, I feel ashamed to say it.

Her resistance to Yingzheng didn't pay attention to it at all, but this time he was much gentler, not as fierce and fierce as Wu.

Gradually, Yan Xiaomo did not resist, and let Yingzheng ask for it from her.

It's just that this guy is too bad, let her be in front of her, and press her hands tightly on both sides of her waist, as he mentions and presses, Yan Xiaomo only feels that this wind and rain is really inhumane.

She is like a powerless doll being played with by Yingzheng.

Until the end, Yan Xiaomo lay on Yingzheng's strong chest with a dying breath, and his voice was out of tune with his impulse.

"Ah...... Zheng, I'm ...... I really...... Oh...... Really, can't stand ......"

Hara herself felt like she was falling apart, and now she only felt like she had been run over by a truck, and if she went on like this, she would really die.

"Do you still have the strength?" Ying Zheng's deep voice sounded, and his big palm gently stroked the small head attached to his chest.

As soon as he saw this woman, he wanted to be a little uncontrollable, and wanted to ask her fiercely.

She was like a poppy, revealing the temptation of life.

Yan Xiaomo didn't even have the strength to speak, so she could only shake her head, her white and pink skin left traces of purple, which were all left by Yingzheng.

"No, then you won't have the strength to escape." Ying Zheng sighed lowly, turned over and pressed Yan Xiaomo under him.

Looking at Yan Xiaomo, whose eyes were closed and curled up slightly like a kitten, a trace of pity flashed in Ying Zheng's eyes.

"Poor little one, I've been dizzy again." Ying Zheng gave a low kiss to the corner of Yan Xiaomo's lips.

got up, personally cleaned up the dirt on Yan Xiaomo's body with a towel, and then wrapped the quilt tightly around her charming body.

It wasn't until late that the hall was already in charge of the lights, and Yan Xiaomo slowly opened her eyes.

Is this the Hades Palace? It was dark all around, and it seemed that a little fire could be seen dimly.

Suddenly, the iron arm pulled her over, and then, a figure as heavy as a mountain pressed down on her body, so that she almost didn't lose her breath.

As soon as he tried to speak, his lips were sealed.

"Hmm......" Yan Xiaomo cried directly, does this still make people live?

The body has been hollowed out and overdrawn, but the person in the body is still as fierce as a tiger.

Perhaps it was the whispered whimpering of the person under him that made Ying Zheng stop continuing to torture.

"What's wrong?" Ying Zheng stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears on Yan Xiaomo's face, his voice was hoarse, and he lowered his head and licked the corners of the lips of the people under him.

"Don't want it, really don't want it, I'll die." Yan Xiaomo's voice was weak, and she shook her head slowly, her big eyes filled with tears.

Not even the strength to resist is gone.

"Do you know it's wrong?" Ying Zheng propped his arms on both sides of Yan Xiaomo's body and moved the weight of his body away.

Today's day of torture may never be forgotten by the people under him.

Yan Xiaomo nodded, with an expression that I really knew was wrong.

"Will you still run in the future?" Ying Zheng's face was very serious, as if as long as Yan Xiaomo hesitated, he would continue to torture her.

Yan Xiaomo shook immediately, she didn't want to die in Yingzheng's bed yet, she was still so young, and there were still many things she hadn't done.

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