Although she had done a good job of psychological construction before, but at this moment, she was still trembling with fear.
Feng Yihan's dark eyes stared at her tightly, and his slender fingers gently swept across her delicate cheeks like water, what a clean little face, as if he could pinch out the water with a little force, and this cleanliness was what he longed for......
"Are you afraid of pain?"
His voice was very soft, but it seemed to have a kind of magic power, which could capture people's hearts in an instant, and her body couldn't help but tremble when she heard it, scared, afraid, trembling, helpless......
Her eyes were tightly closed, her long eyelashes flapping like butterfly wings, and she nodded vigorously, then shook her head again......
The throat couldn't help but let out a beast-like whimper......
"Good girl!"
Her true reflection completely pleased him, and an inexplicable sense of satisfaction rose in her heart, and her slender and powerful fingers ran through her hair, which was softer than brocade, clasped the back of her head, and lowered her head to kiss her lips that were more delicate than flower petals, and it was a storm in an instant......
The next day.
Shredded sunlight shone in through the gaps in the curtains.
The door of the bathroom was opened, and Feng Yihan walked out wearing a black bathrobe, his eyes falling on the cat-like huddled figure on the big bed.
Her long black hair was messily spread on the white pillow, her small white jade face was embedded in the black hair, the sun shone on her snowy skin, as if it were transparent, her long eyelashes were still hanging with teardrops, and there was a heavy black under her eyelids.
She's like a poppy, addicted to it......
It is estimated that she was not lightly injured......
He walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, the collapse of the mattress made the girl's brows on the bed furrow even tighter, looking painful, and the lotus root-like arm exposed outside the quilt unconsciously hugged the quilt in his arms.
Her arms were slender, her skin as white as snow, but they were covered with red marks of fear.
Feng Yihan stretched out his hand and gently brushed her long hair, her hair felt cool, silky smooth, and very comfortable to the touch, her eyes fell on the scar next to her hairline, her brows were slightly wrinkled, and her fingertips unconsciously touched the scar, and her heart was a little stinging.
What a strange feeling......
It's just an ordinary scar, why does he feel this way?
Jiang Xinyu was like having a nightmare, and in the dream she went back to that terrible night three years ago.
Terrible gunfire......
Wounded man......
Big mom kicks her like crazy......
Father's merciless whip......
The woman's hideous laughter......
My brother was lying on the ground, bleeding profusely......
"No ......"
After a low cry of pain, the girl on the bed slowly opened her eyes, and when she saw the man next to the bed, her pupils contracted violently......
Feng Yihan withdrew his hand a little embarrassed, and coughed lightly, Jiang Xinyu was startled by him, and she hurriedly wanted to retreat, but with only a slight movement, there was a sharp pain on her body, and her little face immediately turned pale.
Her body hurt terribly, her waist seemed to have been broken by life, and the worst thing was that her stomach was also painful......
"You ......"
Feng Yihan was actually very embarrassed in his heart, although he wanted her, he didn't expect to hurt her so badly.
After all, last night was her first time......
Maybe it's been too long since I've been looking for a woman, so I ignored her begging for mercy over and over again last night, crazy and excessive.
He found himself the perfect explanation.
Jiang Xinyu didn't dare to move, because it hurt as if she was going to die, she looked at the man next to the bed, and suddenly covered her face and cried, but because she cried so hard last night, her voice was hoarse and couldn't make a sound......
Does it hurt?
It hurts......
But no matter how much pain her body has, it is less than one-ten-thousandth of her heart......
After last night, she had lost the girl's most precious thing......
In the future, she is no longer qualified to love someone calmly......
Let's just let her cry this time......
After today, she no longer allows herself to cry easily......
Feng Yihan looked at the girl on the bed, the tears that flowed down her fingers suddenly became bored, and her eyebrows were rarely tied in a dead knot.
What is her reflection of this.
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Damn girl......
"Don't cry, I want you to cry again!"
His tone was cold and cold, with a ruthlessness, which frightened Jiang Xinyu violently, he really didn't dare to cry anymore, and looked at him with a pair of pitiful and innocent black eyes......
However, her pitiful appearance of the victim white rabbit made Feng Yihan even more angry, he couldn't help but curse in a low voice, and then reached out and picked her up with the quilt.