Rose used all her strength to push and slap him, but he was unmoved, as if the fists were not hitting him at all, he was just focused on the softness under his lips.
He hugged her tightly, his face became more and more gentle, his thin lips trembled slightly, he kissed her with great affection, and kissed her with great longing, tossing and turning gently, wanting to possess deeply, and carefully pity.
The tip of the tongue licked her soft lips, and when she opened her mouth to breathe, she poked in, tightly against the root of her tongue, bursts of numbness spread from the tip of the tongue to the whole body, and a stream of heat surged up from the lower abdomen, dissolved, and rushed into every vein of the body.
Although he has been happy with many women, he has never felt that he wants to have anyone, just as an instinctive vent, all the women who ask him for pleasure know that he will only accept it when the solar terms change, and those days are just a beastly vent for him, which is meaningless.
And for her, he didn't want to have it all the time, and now that she was in his arms, he had no power to resist, he could easily crush her under him and stab her body.
But he endured his longing for her, he knew that having her without preparation was likely to pass the toxins in his body into her, and although he knew that she was about to die at his hands, he did not want her to be harmed by lust even if she was alive for a short time.
Even if she wants to go, she wants her to walk cleanly.
Meiguo's mind was already a little confused, and the itching under the root of her tongue made her sober up a lot in an instant, and she had a feeling that he didn't just strangle herself, but there was still a glimmer of hope, and she vaguely felt that he was forcing her to tell the truth.
Trying his best to inhale as much air as he could, he regained a little strength in his body and bit down on his tongue, dissolving a thick smell of blood between his tongues.
The pain in his heart made him shrink slightly, and although his lips did not leave, the tip of his tongue retracted.
At this moment, Meiguo tried her best to turn her face away slightly, allowing her lips to get a little freedom, "Don't force me" He stopped kissing her, locked on her blushing little face, and loosened the hand around her neck a little so that she could speak more smoothly.
"Don't force me, don't force me to be dishonest with Jin Jinrui," although his hand was loose, and her inability to breathe still made it difficult for her to speak.
Suddenly, the hand on her neck loosened, and a large number of empty hands poured in, choking her with a violent cough, and tears poured out like a flood.
There were millions of black dots gathering in front of Pei Jin's eyes, his ears buzzing, and his body was shaking, and sure enough, it was Jin Rui who killed Ya'er This thought, he had never had in the past, until she died and refused to speak, and then thought of the letter that Mu Qiu handed over to him, which made him suddenly have a thought.
He could feel her love for Jin Rui and take care of it, and it was precisely because of this that she would keep a secret for him.
Instead of letting go of the arm around her waist, he wrapped his other hand around her back and pulled her tighter, allowing her to cough violently on his shoulder.
There was no word of sorry, just pressed his face to her earburns, bit her lower lip, let out a long sigh, closed her eyes, and the petite body in her arms trembling with a violent cough made him feel distressed.
After a long time, Meiguo coughed like tears in his chest and lungs, and then slowly stopped, his little face was flushed, and tears had already wet his hairline and the clothes on his shoulders, because of the fear and shock just now, his emotions could not be calmed down for a long time, his chest rose and fell violently, and the cold sweat oozing from his forehead wet the hairline hair, clinging to his cheeks, and his whole body was so weak that he had no strength at all, let him hold himself like this, he didn't want to struggle, and he didn't want to leave.
He also closed his eyes and leaned on his shoulder, gasping heavily.
He almost killed her just now, she didn't have a trace of resentment, she didn't know when she became so broad-minded, but it was the case, not only did she not have any resentment, but she didn't even want to revenge.
He didn't know how long it took him to feel her breathing steady, and then he picked her up horizontally and walked to the bed.
Gently put her on the bed, covered her with a silk quilt, his eyes fell on the faint bruise on her pink neck, his eyes suddenly darkened, he felt guilty, his thumb gently stroked the bruise, and he sighed again, and looked at her eyes again, clear as water, without a little hatred at all, which surprised him, and replaced her before, at this time, he was only afraid of eating his flesh raw.
Meiguo just looked at him quietly, tired and unwilling to move a finger.
Although Pei Jin felt ashamed, he still faced him calmly, he thought very simply, if she hated him and annoyed her, she would treat him as much as she wanted, beat and scolded him, even if she was stripped alive, let her go, there was no need to dodge.
Accompanying the king is like accompanying the tiger, when he chose this path, he had already had such psychological preparation.
"Sleep," he asked softly.
Meiguo was so sore that she didn't want to speak, she just nodded lightly, she felt strange, what kind of person was this person, just like that to herself, but she didn't run away or hide, and even if she was fine, just like he could look at her calmly after masturbating in front of her.
But now she felt really tired, and she didn't have the energy to study anymore, so she slowly closed her eyes.
Feeling his hand leave her neck, she narrowed her eyes slightly, and saw him slowly retreat, put down the curtain, and open the door and go out.
She almost died here just now, and she should be afraid, but she didn't have any fear at this time, but closed her eyes unguardedly, and her mind began to be confused.
Half-asleep, I heard someone come in and take away the bathing utensils, and heard the sound of the door closing again.
After a while, she vaguely felt the bed curtain being lifted, and someone took a hot towel to wipe the sweat from her temples and the tears on her face.
After standing by the bed for a long time, the man got into bed, uncovered the silk quilt and lay down beside her, and took her into a warm bosom, and put his arm through the space under her neck so that she could rest comfortably on his shoulder.
The slightest chill on his body slowly dissipated with the body temperature coming from the body that was attached to his body.
After that, there was nothing to be learned.
Suddenly, a cloud of smoke appeared in front of him, and he turned into a child standing in front of the smoke.
Behind the smoke came a shocking chaotic sound, screams with fear, screams, panicked footsteps, fighting sounds, and all kinds of terrifying sounds mixed together.
She was scared, but she couldn't help but walk forward, through the smoke, to see what was going on in front of her.
When the smoke clears, there is a village in front of you, the door plaque has been destroyed, only one corner is still connected with the door number, it has not fallen, it hangs crookedly in the air, the broken plaque, you can vaguely see the word Puyang: