rebirth of wrong love farewell

The warm back like white jade was pressed against the car door tightly. In the narrow space, the scorching air filled the tip of the woman's nose with the strong hormonal smell from the man.

The terrified shrieks that were muffled, the powerless struggle that ignited the fragility of sex, the unusual mess scattered on her chest and shoulders that complemented her white and greasy skin like water Ripples the long hair that looks like a suet jade carving.

The peerless pear-blossoming rainy face that looks pitiful because of fear, but even more terrifying, desires, and the moxie-like phoenix eyes that expand because of fear are full of despair, emptiness and numbness , There is a sad silence between the brows, desolate.

That kind of helplessness, that kind of bewilderment, that kind of irrational desire to completely destroy her natural elegance and innate nobility, that kind of conquest that makes people look at her... She was crying and wailing beneath her, making one want to abuse all the beautiful and happy existences.

"No, no..." The red and swollen eye sockets from crying were filled with tears of grief, under the merciless almost melting bite, Zhang Zhirou shook her head hard to avoid the man's mouth that fell on her face.

Those arms that were as white as lilac and gauze were restrained by the tie, and his right hand was tightly fastened to the car window, and the cold and hard glass was outlined by her struggling arms. The score draws an abstract elegy full of sadness and sorrow.

The coat was ruthlessly pulled to the sides of the woman's body, and the hem of the clothes hung obliquely on the car seat. During the violent struggle and twisting, a mobile phone with a metallic white glow slipped out of the pocket and fell onto the car blanket. up, with a slight crackling sound.

The sunlight radiated a trace of warmth, causing the girl leaning on the tree trunk to narrow her eyes lazily, feeling drowsy for a while.

Suddenly, the mobile phone in the trouser pocket rang pleasantly, disturbing the girl's leisurely sleep.

Lan Youruo looked at the name displayed on the screen, tapped her fingers, and quickly connected to her mother's phone. Before she could speak, the man's heavy breathing and the woman's indistinct screams on the other end of the phone disappeared without a trace. The reserved news made the girl's originally gentle brows suddenly sharp and radiate a terrifying chill.