When he was about to tear her heart's clothes, he heard the screams of the people beneath him, and every sound could hurt his heart, and the pain was so heartbroken.

But even so, he still warned himself in his heart that he could not stop. He had stopped at such a critical moment because of her crying.

This time, he could not be soft-hearted no matter what. He had to cure her heart disease. Although the method of "fighting poison with poison" was a bit extreme and almost cruel, she could not get into the ordinary ways to relieve and persuade her. Even Su Zhi's relationship could not convince her. Instead, she was disgusted by her so much that she was on the verge of breaking up, forcing him to take a detour, as if he was taking this risk in a storm.

He was ready. As long as he could cure her, he would admit all the consequences. Even if she would hate him, even if he wanted him to die, he would be willing.

Youmeng, forgive me.

He told this sentence in his heart, and finally hid his regret deeply in his cold pupils. He decided to take action, and tore off the strap tied to her neck. He instantly pulled off her clothes and threw them aside, as if he had peeled off her heavy defense and saw the real one she was the most real.

Youmeng heard that the rain outside was getting heavier, covering the sky, as if it had poured into her heart and poured down from her eyes.

In a blink of an eye, his black eyes had regained the eternal indifference. Youmeng lay under her body without any trace, crying and trembling, pushing him with a slight force and hitting him, but still could not stop his lips, tongue and hands, and domineering on her.

The hand instantly fell from his waist, like the wind passing through the flowers and leaves, and explored all the way into the white jade-like double thighs. The forests and grasses were dense, and there was a unique world. Although under his every move, there had been changes there, and as her tears raged into a river, she still struggled without any effort, so she should not be played with by him.

"I know you will hate me, but I must do this." He looked down at her crying miserably, with unconcealed love and desire. The fingers passing through flowers and leaves were still exploring the secluded realm further, deep or shallow, fiddling with the core of her desire, "If you want to hate, then hate it."

Such words sound too familiar. When the emperor abused her, he also said whatever he wanted to hate her, and the tone was full of the pleasure of revenge.

When they do such things, they ignore her feelings and only have strength and possession.

"No..." She shook her head hard with tears, tightening her wrist, but she couldn't get rid of it, "Let me go..."

He took advantage of the momentum, grabbed her ankle, rubbed it for a while, raised it, and spread it apart, kissed her slightly cool lips upwards along her calves, and in a moment it came within her two thighs.

He buried his face deep in the dense forest of the valley, leading the entrance of the clear mountain spring, like drinking the most fragrant wine in the world, making him unable to stop.

Although she had an experience, the emperor's brother just went straight to the topic and did not use any skills to please women, so she had never been treated like this. Even though Ye Yuan was so arrogant in her bedroom that time, she had not come to this. This new and strange feeling made her both fear and inexplicably... unable to hide her excitement.

Excitement was the instinct of the body, but the instinctive shame made her reject. She tried her best to tighten her legs, hugged his head, and pushed out desperately, but under his control it was useless.

His desires woke up earlier than her, and the increasing swelling and pain made him feel a little dazed occasionally, but he still had to do something.

As he greedily absorbed, the mountain stream flowed more, and she was already soft and from the corner of her eyes, she accidentally swept the string of lanterns under the eaves, one by one, like a decadent flower in the rain, floating in the raging wind.

Those faint lights, just like her remaining rationality at this moment, have been wiped out, and there are still a few remaining lights left, and the wind and rain are so swaying that it may dissipate into smoke at any time.

Seeing her in a daze, he thought it was time, so he raised his upper body and began to strip his clothes. While he briefly let go, Youmeng kept awake and turned over and grabbed the clothes and wanted to escape. The man immediately noticed her motive. He was quick-eyed and rushed forward and rushed up like a tiger. His prey was instantly encircled under him.

In order to catch her, his open clothes were not enough to remove them, and they hung them on his shoulders and arms casually. His palm pulled her back with brute force, covering her entire body. She was lying down, and the woman's beautiful back curve was so vivid that it was within reach.

He held both sides of her pelvis and stepped in without hesitation. A heavy and bitter stinging pain came from behind, piercing her defense. Youmeng screamed in horror and grief-

pain.

The heart-wrenching pain is even more painful than the first time.

The shrill crying trembled and gradually submerged in the hustle and bustle of the heavy rain.
Chapter completed!