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1235 undertaking everything of his, never leaving (2)
No, it’s fine, Yingluo.
As long as he stopped torturing himself, she would be fine with anything.
However, sang Xia would never have thought that Rong Zhan’s torture was not just biting her, but rather, whimpering.
“Zzzzzzzzz!”
There was the sound of clothes being torn. Her clothes were roughly ripped apart from the back. He seemed to have gone crazy. It was as if he had changed into a different person, like a beast.
The next second, she didn’t know what indescribable thing happened. She groaned in pain and bit her lip hard. She could taste the blood in her mouth.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtSang Xia’s mind seemed to have gone blank.
he seemed to have forgotten where he was for a moment.
This was really ... Really in a dark, quiet corridor.
just like this?
Her whole body was tense and hard to imagine, but the intense pain coming from her body didn’t let her think so much. She could only bite her lip.
However, in the next second, the hand that was covering her mouth was released. Sang Xia was breathing heavily, but the hand did not leave. His thumb was directly on her lips, forcing her to bite her lip and place it on his hand.
He didn’t want her to bite herself.
With every intense movement behind him, a deeper layer of her bite marks appeared on his thumb.
sang xia’s tears fell even more violently.
Sang Xia was unable to break free, but she did not want to struggle, no matter how painful it was and how fierce he was.
Behind her was a man who was nibbling on her fair neck. His long and narrow Phoenix eyes were scarlet red like a beast.
In the dark corridor, there was a faint voice that was suppressed, not daring to make a sound. In the dark corridor, there seemed to be people overlapping in a blurry place. A woman was pressed against the wall and kept moving up and down.
**
Time had passed. Fortunately, no one walked down the stairs and the staff had to take the elevator down. Only sang Xia was in a hurry and ran into Rong Zhan, who had suddenly fallen ill.
This was a huge blow to Rong Zhan.
His illness acted up all of a sudden, but he didn’t expect that his wife would really bump into him here. Everything he had done before, everything he didn’t want her to know, was exposed.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmShe would know that there was a hallucinogens in his body that could torture people but not kill them. She would know that other than self-torture, violence was another way to solve his illness. However, he could not do this every time.
Time, place, it could be any time.
He couldn’t control the violent nature in his body when he had sex when he fell ill, no matter how much he didn’t want to hurt her, how much he didn’t want to.
the redness in the depths of rong zhan’s long and narrow eyes had gradually disappeared, indicating that he had already gotten over this relapse. however, he still could not stop, and he did not want to stop.
He was too embarrassed to face her.
He was ashamed to face her.
he was even more afraid that she would ask him to confess everything. he clearly didn’t want her to worry. he just wanted to live a simple and happy life and didn’t want her to be involved in his complicated matters.
After that, the effects of the hallucinogens were completely alleviated through X-rated violence. Rong Zhan’s heart ached as he looked at her, who was almost unconscious from his torture. He hugged her tightly and said in a hoarse voice, ” Huahua, I’m sorry. I’m sorry, Huahua, my wife, Huahua. I love you.
In a daze, sang Xia subconsciously clutched at her torn clothes. I want to go home.
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