He raised his head, a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes, and suddenly spread her legs and thrust his waist.

"Ah" Wanqing arched her body in pain, grabbed his fingers on his back, and dragged out five long blood marks.

The stinging pain made his body tremble, he pulled it out suddenly, and then hit it back hard.

"The pain" screamed in love, lying on the bed as if he was about to die of breath.

Mu Tianyang looked at her, held her legs, knelt on the bed and started to move in rhythm, without any sympathy.

"It hurts..." she cried, "Please...stop...it hurts..."

She begged for a long time, slowly she lost her strength and was left with only a sob cry. Finally, she lay on the bed like a rag doll, looking at the ceiling with empty eyes, and her body rose and fell with his impact...

She didn't know how long he had been doing it, and when he roared again and collapsed on her, she had no reaction at all.

He gasped for a few minutes, got up and stepped back. After getting out of bed, he slowly walked to the head of the bed, pinched her chin, and let her look at him.

She saw something disgusting around his waist, and liquid dripping.

He blinked, his hands trembled slightly, and he lowered his head and kissed her in the eyes. After a few seconds of pause, he let her go again, and walked towards the bathroom without looking back.

Wan Qing was still lying on the bed, as if she was dead.

A few minutes later, he walked out without a trace of water, dripping all over his body, and only took a towel to wipe his hair.

He walked up to her, glanced at her body, saw the dry blood between her legs, and showed an unknown smile: "Clean girl, very good."

“…”

"Go and take a shower." He held her chin with strong fingers, "I don't want to do it again, just listen to me."

Wanqing trembled for a moment, slowly got up, wrapped in a quilt and walked towards the bathroom.

She felt pain all over her body, but she couldn't compare to the pain in her heart. It was her biological father who sold her, when her mother was in need of help!

Soaking in the bathtub, she burst into tears. At some point, someone pressed her head and pulled her up: "Wash it?"

She looked at him, full of fear.

"I'll give you another five minutes!" After that, he walked out.

Five minutes?

She picked up the shower gel in panic and washed it clean as quickly as possible. She walked out of the bathroom and saw him sitting on the bed. He looked directly at her and said coldly: "Come here!"

She walked slowly over. He pulled her between his legs, put down her guard's hands, and slowly pulled her bath towel away.

Does he still want it?

"I'm very tired..." she said in a crying voice.
Chapter completed!