He was kissing her. He was kissing her. He dared to kiss her.


    Chi Huan is going crazy.


    She is so small that men can easily imprison her in their arms. Her arms and chest are like walls of iron. She can''t shake her struggle.


    Mo Shiqian kisses her lips. He really has no skills. He only follows his inner desire and man''s innate instinct. He would like to eat the sweet and soft lips.


    Without a teacher, he got into her clothes and looked for the softness he wanted to hold when he saw it last time.


    She is more fragrant than he imagined, and softer than he imagined. She is as soft as a bone.


    If he kisses her only for a moment, then he is totally immersed in it after kissing her, and is controlled by the fierce impulse of rampage in his body.


    Chi Huan has no choice but to cut his hands. She has never felt so clearly how terrible the gap between men and women is in terms of physical strength.


    He held her lips and traced her lips on the tip of his tongue. After kissing her for a while, he forced her to pry open her teeth and intruded into the city.


    Chi Huan beat him desperately, but it didn''t work at all. She didn''t even know why the man suddenly became like this. He strongly touched her lips and tongue, and occupied every inch of her mouth.


    Never before, intimacy and anger mingled, leaving her shivering and blank.


    When she was plundered by the kiss, the man ''s kiss finally left his red and swollen lips and went down the white chin.


    Chi Huan gasped, pushed him and screamed, "Mo Shiqian, are you crazy?"


    Her voice just fell, a whirl of the sky, she has been from the man''s body he was pressed into the soft sofa, deeply trapped in.


    Chi Huan finally saw his face.


    Her beautiful face is just above her. In the dark eyes, there is a dark flame. Staring at her, like a wild animal staring at its prey, there is a layer of sweat on her forehead, which makes her sexy.


    She didn''t even notice that her loose clothes had been almost scratched.


    Her chest heaved violently. She was angry and flustered. Her voice trembled. "What''s the matter with you?"


    At this moment, Chi Huan didn''t respond. What''s the matter with him? Is he Mo Shiqian?


    The man soared to cover her body, dark and hot eyes staring at her with unbridled eyes, thin lips slightly open, hoarse voice, "Chi Huan," he called her name, hoarse and steady uttered a sentence, "I want to do it with you."


    Chi Huan looks at him incredulously, his head explodes.


    Her eyes opened wide, and suddenly she pushed him with all her strength. In the instant of his quick reaction, she rolled from the sofa to the floor. Her mind was blank, and she just wanted to run away with both hands and feet.


    With only one hand, the man brought her back and put her in the sofa.


    She has been frightened to cry, "Mo Shi Qian, Mo Shi Qian Don''t... "


    Mo Shiqian put the pillow she used to sleep on her back, leaned over and kissed her again, rolled over her lips to her cheeks, and finally he held her earlobes.


    Chi Huan''s pupils are enlarged to the maximum, and he can''t shake.


    "Be good," said the man, whose breath was all over her neck, and whose voice was low and dumb, "or you will be hurt, eh?"


    This sentence clearly tells her that there is no room for turning, and there is no room for her to escape. Chi Huan sobs and shakes her head forcefully, "don''t No, Mo Shiqian, you can''t do this to me, you can''t do this to me... "


    The man''s thin lips against her ears, deep voice, pronounced word for word, "I can, and I will."


    Mo Shiqian looks at the woman crying under him. His heart is soft, but there is more cruel desire to ravage. He bends down and kisses away her tears. He says in a hoarse voice, "don''t cry. The more you cry, the more excited the man is, the more hurt you will be."


    Chi Huan froze.


    I can''t believe that this is what moshiqian would say when she was around for three years.


    At the end of the day, she seemed to be in despair, sobbing with her eyes closed, not struggling, but trembling.


    Her clothes were all gone, only her long dark and messy hair made her skin like snow, and her beautiful shoulders were shaking.


    Moshiqian never felt that he was a man who wanted to be a beast, but at the moment, his throat was tightened only by his violent desire for cruelty, especially the woman he had carefully protected for three years.


    On the contrary, except for the endless crying, Chi Huan is a taut bow.


    He clasped her jaw and forced her to open her mouth to kiss him. He kept kissing deeply. When she was dizzy, he forced her long and thin legs apart with her knees and sank into her body.


    "Ah..." Chi Huan screamed again. Her face was pale with pain. She was just a spoiled body. Suddenly she was so torn apart. She only felt that she was going to die. "I''m going to kill you Mo Shiqian, you are scum, beast... "At this moment, she was gnashing her teeth, especially when the man who violated her was mo Shiqian.


    He suddenly turned from a protector she was used to trusting into an aggressor.


    She was close to red fruit, but his shirt was still well-dressed. Chi Huan hated to bite his shoulder and could not help biting a piece of meat. But the sudden stimulation made the man who had worried about her feeling stopped murmur.


    Then, thoroughly run her through.


    Chi Huan immediately loosened his teeth with pain, whimpered and sobbed, his fingers tightly clasped his clothes, "it hurts It hurts so much. Mo Shiqian You go out I beg you Get out. "


    She really hurts. She''s dying.


    She was afflicted. In fact, Mo Shiqian could not bear it. Her body was tight, sweat was dripping down, breathing was disordered and hurried. He almost instinctively bowed his head and kissed her on the cheek, with a soothing tone that was inconsistent with his strong body language. "I can''t go out, I can''t bear it, eh?"


    Chi Huan was crying out of breath.


    When the man on the body began to move slowly, Chi Huan felt more painful. He had no reason to push him to break away from the pain surrounded by him.


    Mo Shiqian frowns, holds her restless hands on her head with one hand, and threatens with a low voice, "Chi Huan, try again."


    Her tears welled up again.


    I don''t know if it''s pain, grievance or hate. She wriggles under him in a bold posture, which makes the sensitive man lose his defense.


    Chi Huan opened her eyes, only to feel that the pain that wrapped her dissipated a lot.


    Then naively thought that this sudden nightmare was over.