Song Shaoyan sneered and untied his nightgown.

He pressed Ning An on the bed with all his might!

Ning An was panicked, like a little deer, with a helpless expression in his eyes.

"Since I have taken the medicine, I have to ask for something while the medicine is still there? Hum?" Song Shaoyan was shameless.

He tore open Ning An's clothes and said nothing!

"I don't want it anymore, Song Shaoyan, you can't be like this in life. I know I'm sorry for you, but I have paid the price, right?"

Song Shaoyan didn't listen to her defense and threw her coat to the ground!

Ning'an's hair is messy.

The strength of men and women is very different. No matter how hard she struggles, she is no match for Song Shaoyan.

What's more, this man was angry.

He pressed her on the bed and bullied her violently, regardless of it.

She begged for mercy, the better he did.

She struggled, the more violent he moved.

Ning An felt the pain, and it was not so painful for the first time.

She cried, but she cried after all.

Tears flowed down the pillow, wetting my shoulders and wet the quilt.

Later, she didn't even have the strength to struggle, like a doll, at the mercy of Song Shaoyan.

Song Shaoyan did not let her go all morning.

At the end, he went to the bathroom to take a shower, and Ning An hugged his knees alone and buried his head between his legs.

Her hair was drooping, and no one could see her expression, and her shoulders were twitching violently.

The choking sound echoed in the bedroom, one by one.

When Song Shaoyan came back from taking a shower, she was still sitting there.

Neither wearing clothes nor doing any cleaning, he just sat motionlessly.

"Very wronged?" Song Shaoyan stood at the head of the bed with a cold expression.

"Don't feel wronged." Ning An raised his head, looking at the wall with empty eyes and exhausted eyes, "I asked for it."

Marrying him was originally something she asked for, so why did she feel wronged?

Song Shaoyan lit a cigarette, his spine was cold and his face was cold.

The smoke was shrouded in the bedroom, and the choking smell drifted away.

"Ning'an, if I find out what you have hidden from me in the future, don't blame me for being polite."

"What else do you do except bully me?" Ning An sneered.

If it were Gu Huiyin, would he still bully her like this?

I'm afraid it's too late to be a baby.

"So, don't be ungrateful." Song Shaoyan warned her.

Ning An was very tired and tired, and she didn't have the strength to argue with him again.

This marriage was defeated.

She wrapped herself in a bath towel and walked towards the bathroom with the wall.

My legs hurt very much and my body was covered with kiss marks.

She looked at herself in a mess in the mirror and smiled bitterly.

Turning on the faucet, she poured a handful of cold water on her face.

The cold water in winter is really cold.

Ning An's teeth trembled, but he was unconscious.

She doesn't care.

As long as she doesn't have a child, it doesn't matter how Song Shaoyan messes with her.

She was wrong first.

Ning An lay weakly beside the pool, keeping the faucet on.

The cold water spread and she felt uncomfortable all over.

Ning An turned on the shower and washed the traces on her body. She took a cold shower.

She knew that her heart had been poured coldly by Song Shaoyan, and... she would never be able to hold it warm.

Song Shaoyan stood by the window smoking.

The dim light shone on him, his body was slender and independent, with a white shirt and black trousers, clean and elegant.

After smoking one cigarette, another one.

A bunch of cigarette butts were thrown on the ground.

Just after he smoked half a pack of cigarettes, Ning An had not come out yet!

Song Shaoyan's eyebrows moved, he held his heart and strode towards the bathroom!

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Chapter completed!