Marriage at first thought: the black-bellied president is super painful

Xiao Jun's kiss was so passionate that Ruomu felt suffocated.

So he struggled desperately, tossing and turning in his arms like a restless bird.

But his big and powerful palm easily grabbed her two slender wrists, as if pinching her wings.

After struggling for a while, I felt the pain of my joints being stuck, and I couldn't move anymore.

I can only let him kiss, let him do whatever he wants.

Maybe because she stopped tossing, Xiao Jun's kiss also changed from a storm to a drizzle.

But his breathing became more and more rapid, and his body became hotter and hotter.

When the clothes were ripped off by him, and when his aggressive kiss fell on her shoulder, Ruomu realized that she had been reduced to his palm.

All efforts are in vain, and all unwillingness must be turned into willingness.

She can only stay in his enclosure for his enjoyment.

If he wants her, she has to prostrate on the ground.

It doesn't matter if she is not willing to be a spare tire, and it doesn't matter if she doesn't want to be the object of his venting. No matter it is the power in reality or the power of her body, she can't resist it.

This kind of unfair love, or it can't be called love, made Ruomu shed tears sadly.

Xiao Jun kissed her tears, his destructive kiss became gentle, he kissed her tears away, and asked her in a drunken voice: "Don't you like me?"

Ruomu shook his head.

"Then why don't you accept me?"

Ruomu stared soberly at the man in front of him who was so drunk that he lost his mind, with eyes blurred by tears.

"Because you don't like me." At least not from the heart, like liking Miss Su.

After saying this, tears rolled down her cheeks.

Xiao Jun sighed: "If I don't like you, what am I doing?"

"You just..." Ruomu pursed his lips.

"Go on," Xiao Jun caressed her cheek, wiping away her tears, "What am I just doing?"

His breath still smelled of alcohol, could it be reasonable to talk to a drunk person like him?

But then he thought that he was drunk anyway, so he simply said what he was thinking.

"You just treat me like a plaything."

He smiled wryly, pinched her waist, picked her up, and put her on the cabinet in the entrance, so that their eyes were at the same level.

He continued to kiss her tears, her lips, and murmured: "I never thought of playing with you, I just...touched you, it was like being addicted, it was you who dreamed of you at night, and you were also in my mind during the day." It's all about you, but you keep saying 'You' and 'Master Xiao' every time you say it, and you treat me as if you're away from me..."

He kissed her lips, pressed against her lips, and asked her as he kissed, "Tell me, who is whose plaything?"

His words made Ruomu's heart both sweet and bitter, and even made him want to cry even more.

Did she really touch his heart like this?

So she was not the only one who tossed and turned?

Young Master Xiao, Xiao Jun, he misses her so much?

but……

"I don't understand..." Ruomu shook his head at him.

I don't understand what Young Master Xiao is to her. He obviously loves Miss Su, and he was also sad for Miss Su just now. He must be drunk because of Miss Su. Could it be that Ruomu's judgment was wrong in all of this?

With a hoarse voice, Xiao Jun said in a low voice: "I can explain to you slowly..."

He said so, but there was no real explanation. On the contrary, that hand, along her back, unbuttoned her blouse, and then became more and more eager and unscrupulous...

"Do you want to go to the bedroom, or... on the sofa, like last time?" He asked bewitchingly.

Ruomu was thinking about his problem, the bedroom, or the sofa...

After suddenly realizing what he was asking, his cheeks burned instantly.

"I don't want to go anywhere." She replied with a thick nasal voice.

Xiao Jun kissed her earlobe, and said in a low voice: "I don't understand, is there a difference between once and twice? Or did I leave a psychological shadow on you last time?"

Ruomu pushed his shoulder, but didn't push it away, "What once or twice, what are you talking about..."

"Just don't admit it?" He bit her earlobe hard.

Ruomu suffered from pain, frowned, and shrank his neck: "I told you, you were dreaming, we... nothing happened to us."

Following her denial, Xiao Jun's arms gradually tightened, "The blood on the sofa belongs to you, I know."

"That's the blood on your hand, I've explained it too."

Regarding that matter, she had made up her mind and just refused to admit it.

If you don't admit it, it doesn't happen, and if it doesn't happen, there will be no other stories. The two people can still get along in the relationship between employer and employee as they are now, and there will be no embarrassment.

After all, she and Young Master Xiao are not from the same world, and they have had skin-to-skin contact several times, but the huge gap between them cannot be bridged.

Since you know that there is no future, then simply don't get entangled.

She also didn't want him to think that if he had done it once, he could possess her again and again.

In this way, it won't happen that when he gets tired of playing, he discards her like a used pawn.

This was all she could think of, the last bit of poor dignity she could fight for herself as a girl from the country.

After she finished speaking, she turned her face away from him.

But Xiao Jun bit her neck hard, as if to bite off her throat.

"Since you don't admit it, try it today and you will know. If there is no blood today, it means you stayed on the sofa that day."

"Can't it be that before I met you, there was another man?"

Xiao Jun chuckled: "You can't breathe even when you kiss, I know I'm your first."

Seeing that it was useless, Ruomu kicked him immediately, but was separated by him.

Xiao Jun hugged her and walked towards the bedroom.

Ruomu didn't know why he, who was obviously drunk, still had the strength to hug her, and his steps were steady.

Is this already sober?If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have given him that cup of hangover tea!

She was finally placed by Xiao Jun on his big soft bed.

With his body sunk deep in the soft mattress, it was even more difficult for Ruomu to exert his strength, so he had to cry and beg him: "Master Xiao, please don't do this, please!"

Xiao Jun held down her scratching hand, "I didn't resist last time, why did I resist this time?"

"Because I was very afraid of you last time..." Ruomu said halfway, suddenly realized that he had slipped his words, and bit his lip.

Xiao Jun smiled, slowly leaned down, pushed her knees away, stared at her face, and asked: "So it really happened last time, and you are not afraid of me now?"

"no!"

Ruomu sighed secretly, buried his face in his chest, saying nothing was useless...

Her lies were easily exposed by him.

The room was silent for a moment, neither of them spoke.

Only the sound of messy breathing remains...

After a brief pause of two seconds, Xiao Jun leaned into her ear and said, "Do you still deny it?"

With tears in his eyes, Ruomu stared at him, and finally slowly wrapped his arms around his body and hugged his shoulders, "Then you... can you be lighter this time..."

Xiao Jun was taken aback for a moment, then smiled lowly, "Okay."

He kissed Ruomu's cheek lightly, and finally added the "I'm sorry" that he hadn't said.

……