[Hunting] The trip

04

7:00AM, high-end residential area in the suburbs.

Feitan woke up naturally today.Not disturbed by any strange sounds or movements.After waking up, he washed his face and put on a large blue and black coat, then slowly walked out of the room.

The empty house condenses a quiet atmosphere, and the clear sunlight enters through the windows, converging into dazzling puddles on the wooden floor of the living room on the first floor.Dust visible to the naked eye floated up and down in the beam of light, and crisp birdsong beat rhythmically on the closed glass windows one after another.The TV remote control on the glass tabletop was placed in the same position as when I left yesterday, and the LCD TV embedded in the wall and the super loud speakers on both sides had swirling dust falling on it.

Fei Tan walked through the living room, walked to the kitchen on the right side, opened the refrigerator and took out boxed milk and bread. There was a bottle of overly sweet strawberry jam on the refrigerator door, which was deliberately bought by someone from a supermarket.Her golden eyes glanced at the pink jam, her fair hand stretched out, and landed on the cap of the butter bottle beside it.

After warming up the milk and baking the bread, Feitan sat at the dining table and had breakfast.He ate very quickly, and within 3 minutes, he finished all the food he took out.

Not having to deal with that woman's whimsy and deliberate troubles is really refreshing.

He threw away the empty boxes and tissues, and took a look at the clean kitchen, free of any man-made stains, before leaving.Decided to go for a walk.

Feitan has always been keen on video games, and there is a large video game room in the city center, which is a good place to relax.

13:38PM, a high-end residential area in the suburbs.

Came back earlier than expected.Should have come back in the evening.But clearing the level too quickly loses the fun.

Arrived home early in a dull manner.It suddenly occurred to me to see if the woman was obediently staying in the house, or if she couldn't bear to run away - if it was the latter, it would be interesting.Playing a game of cat and mouse always lifts his spirits.

Entering from the porch and passing through the living room, the furnishings inside are the same as in the morning, except that the sun rises to the other side of the sky, and the light spots on the floor disappear, leaving only a slight heat.

He went up to the second floor quietly, walked around the corridor, and came to the bedroom opposite his room.

Push the door in.

His movements were almost silent, if she was moving around in the room, there would be no time to hide it.If she is found to be cheating, then immediately threaten her to extend the game time and add some difficult conditions.Feitan thought maliciously.

What catches the eye is the girl's peaceful sleeping posture like a sleeping beauty.

No, not Sleeping Beauty, when he opened the door and approached her bed, she quickly opened her eyes and looked at him.

She sank into the soft bed, her black hair scattered on the pillow and the bed, her snow-white face was bloodless, if she closed her eyes, she looked like a beautiful and crystal clear corpse.But when she looked at him, her green eyes sparkled.

Tsk, you're so peaceful!

With Feitan in his pocket, his slender eyes slightly curved: "How does it feel to be immobile? Is this a good lesson for you?"

Rika looked at him quietly.As per the wager, she couldn't speak without his order, so she just stared into his face.

Then her stomach growled in all honesty.That's right, she hasn't had a drop of water since last night.

"Hungry?" Fei Tan raised his slender eyebrows, leaned over her face, his eyes were full of mischief, "I want to eat your favorite food like foie gras, roast duck, crepes ?"

Rika's thoughts wandered to the other side: So he has paid attention to her favorite food.

"I can satisfy you, provided that you accept my request."

Ah, he wants to take advantage of the fire.As expected of Mr. Professional Robber.

Lika immediately closed her eyes, not even looking at him, to show her refusal.That request is definitely not good for her, so she doesn't want to fall into the trap.

Then she felt his hand pinching her jaw with such force that it made her uncomfortable, and she suppressed the moan that was about to escape from her throat.Only his deep voice vibrated: "Open your eyes and look at me."

There is no way, the person who loses the bet will accept his fate, no matter how much she hates the current state.Damn, she was almost the one who could see him in women's clothing.Even though she knew that what happened afterwards would definitely not be good, she couldn't repel her curiosity.This is known as betting risk.

She opened her eyes wide.

"Since you don't want to, there is nothing you can do." Fei Tan's voice became deeper and hoarse, "Then let's change the way of eating." He climbed onto the bed, sat on her body, grabbed her two slender wrists, pressed on top of her head.

He stared at her condescendingly, his golden eyes bursting with undisguised strong desire.At this moment, she felt like a fish on the cutting board, or a lamb waiting to be slaughtered in the eyes of a hungry wolf.She couldn't move, and she wasn't allowed to speak, she could only watch him leaning towards her.

He bit her neck, then went down along the collarbone, and kissed her chest. She was forced to look up and raise her chest, her hands were still firmly clamped by one of his hands, and his other A hand came in from the hem of her pajamas, slid over her sensitive skin, and took hold of one of her breasts.His strength was always unrestrained, and she almost cried out in pain.But she endured his roughness.

Her breathing began to be heavy.At the same time, she also felt the breath on her chest getting heavier.

She was teased by him so much that she wanted to hug him unconsciously, but in response she bit her lower lip tightly to restrain her behavior.The heart is beating fast in the chest cavity, and the lust is gushing out from the depths of the body, but it is necessary to control it desperately, not to move around.Soon she was dripping with cold sweat.

He is so cunning!

Rika had never hoped that he would stay away from her like she was at this moment.

The woman below her body was stiff, her hands were pressed above her head, her fingers were tightly grasping the soft pillow, her knuckles were white.The cloud-like black temples were wet, the beautiful facial features were full of pain, and the corners of the charming eyes were full of tears.Breathing seemed labored and heavy.

Feitan's golden eyes slowly moved over her face.Suddenly, his thin lips parted into a cruel and triumphant evil smile, and he lowered his head to her small ear and whispered like a devil: "If you can't bear to make noise or move around, the betting time will be extended by an hour. What? ? Let's see if you can hold on to the end."

No, no more.Lika looked at his devilish face, as if separated by a layer of veil, her consciousness gradually blurred, only the feeling from the flesh was very clear.

The pain of breaking his legs and forcing him to break in, the continuous hard impact on his waist, and the weakness of his muscles and bones as if he had been repeatedly crushed by heavy objects.

She couldn't move, and she didn't know if she yelled at the end.

For a moment, she thought she was back in the past, and dark memories surged out from the depths, flying endlessly. For a moment, she thought that meeting Feitan was just a magnificent dream of hers. Before she woke up from the dream, she was free. After that, she will see Sasha again with a big hole in the back of her head.

Dreams are always so short and beautiful.

Rika didn't dream much before, because she was already in a nightmare, and the pure darkness overwhelmed her, and she lost the right to dream.Lately, however, she seems free and unrestrained.So presumptuous that I forget where I came from and where I am going.

Freedom seems to be in the palm of your hand.

wishful thinking.She was always willfully self-righteous.

So, is the dream about to wake up?

Is she about to lose someone she loves again?

She doesn't want, don't lose what is left.

There are so few things that she can have in this life, and the only thing she can truly treat is the person in front of her eyes. What else can she lose, how can she lose anything? !

The boundless pain beat her heart like a never-ending wave, and she stood precariously on the gray coastline.

don't want!don't want!don't want--

Can this only beautiful dream never wake up?

She used to never learn to beg, but at this moment, she is sincerely begging for the mercy of fate.

If there is a God in this world, I pray that you will grant me a long dream.

05

"...No, don't..." As weak as a newborn kitten, she resisted almost silently.His hands rested on his strong chest without any strength, and they were as limp as cotton candy.

He can suppress all her unreasonable resistance with just one finger.And to be able to tell her triumphantly that, because of her violation of the rules, the bet would be unquestionably extended.

But Fei Tan stopped his movements, panting slightly, and supported her face with one hand.

Her naked | beautiful body is like a winding and beautiful snow-capped mountain, which lures out the bottomless desire and evil desire for destruction in her heart.He didn't know how many times he had seen the pained look on her face, and she was still relatively mild. He had seen people whose facial features could be distorted to the point of ghosts and inhumans under extreme pain and fear.

That was really funny.He can't help but want to study further to see how far a person's physical and mental endurance can go. According to the results of his rough research, people with strong thoughts are not necessarily stronger than weak people.And people with firm beliefs tend to last longer than others.regardless of ability.

That's more challenging, stimulating his whimsy and creativity.

The so-called belief is difficult to conquer, but once it collapses, it will be defeated.

As for the weak ones, just squeeze them out and throw them away.He dismisses and despises the weak who lose their value.

The world doesn't have much to look at.There is also a flash in the pan, and when you have enough addiction, you should look for the next goal.Whether it is a virtual game or a real game, his life is spent under high-intensity stimulation.

However, occasionally such a guy appears.The weak lives discarded on Meteor Street relied on their incomparable luck and tenacious beliefs to survive. It might be very difficult, but after all, they could survive in such a garbage dump.He would have a certain respect for the survival of these guys.

As for the expression of respect, it varies from person to person.

Paying tribute to each other with death is also one of his common techniques.

Death is a one-and-done thing, but life is miserable.This is his own personal experience.

But at this moment, he looked at Lika's slightly distorted face, knowing that her ridiculously weak resistance could not stop him, but he still stopped involuntarily.

What does this do?

She had an expression of pain he'd never seen before, and he should be glad he hit her where it hurt.In his experience, she was on the verge of breaking down.The beliefs that had supported her in the past were now vulnerable and vulnerable.

Ever since we met, didn't he wish to see her like this?

Obviously he could ignore her expression, and he could teach her a more profound and cruel lesson.

Who told her to be too smug, she deserves it!

The reason why he couldn't continue was that he was paying homage to her struggle to survive--don't be kidding!This woman with holes in her brain doesn't deserve sympathy at all!

Feitan lowered her head, and the hot breath from her breath brushed the tip of her entangled eyebrows.Just maintaining such a posture, he pulled away from her body in an instant, retreated to the side, embraced her from behind with his hands, and dragged her into his steaming embrace.Her beautiful eyebrows seemed to stretch a little, like a baby curled up in his open arms.It seems that only his place is the safest place.

His golden eyes sank, and he tightened his strong arms, causing her to cough a few times.Then he laughed viciously: "The betting time will be extended, don't pretend you can't hear me."

Rika was drowsy in his suffocating embrace.Surrounded by his demonic whispers.

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