How could this happen? Only I know in my heart that I used to fight with Fatty Huang, Zhao family and others, although there were losses, they were all insignificant, and they never died. This time it was different. Deng Sixuan died and died in front of me. She protected the child under her body, but she was shot.

This is a great maternal love, and it also has a huge impact on me. I am afraid, I am really afraid that if I continue to fight, Li Jie will die, Ouyang Rujing will die, and the women and brothers around me will die. I can't stand this fear from the depths of my soul, so I began to self-enclose and refuse to connect with this world.

After all, everyone is cowardly, but the ability to bear in your heart is strong and weak. If you can hold on, you are a strong person. If you can't hold on, you are a coward.

I can't stand it anymore, I'm a coward!

Ouyang Rujing's belly became bigger and bigger. She frowned slightly every day. In order to stimulate me, she secretly slapped eight palms on me. Each palm seemed to hit my numb tendons. With one palm, my muscles and bones began to tremble involuntarily. After the eight palms, sweat broke out on her forehead. I lay on the ground like an electric shock, my whole body twitched, and a heart-wrenching pain spread throughout my body, but I didn't scream.

Five minutes later, my body twitched and disappeared. I lay on the ground, my clothes were soaked in sweat, as if I had just been fished out of the water. The five minutes just now were like hell, and I didn't want to suffer a second time.

"Bastard, you can endure this pain, why don't you dare to face reality?" Ouyang Rujing roared with anger on her face. This is the first time I have seen her so angry.

"Yes, why can I bear the pain like hell, but I dare not face the reality?" There was a trace of turmoil in my heart, but unfortunately I quickly returned to my peace.

When I was sleeping that night, I had a strange dream, which was bizarre. After being injured, I basically never had a dream. I would fall asleep as soon as I touched my pillow. I didn’t even hold the tent in the morning for more than a month. However, after being slapped by Ouyang Rujing for eight palms, it seemed to activate some kind of energy in my body. Not only did I dream at night, but I also held up the tent when I woke up in the morning.

The swelling below made me feel uncomfortable and my body was hot. Ouyang Rujing might have noticed something abnormal, sat up, looked down at me, her brows frowned slightly, as if thinking about something, and then got up and left the room with her cell phone.

I don’t know who she called, nor do I want to know. At this time, I really want to put my right hand into my underwear, but a voice in my heart warned: "Wang Hao, if you do that, the efforts of more than a month before will be in vain. It will pull you back to the real world. You are just empty, without sexual desire, everything is illusion."

"Everything is illusory!"

...

This voice has been echoing in my heart. I tried my best to calm myself down, imagining my soul emerged, and my body was completely empty, trying to suppress the most primitive and instinctive reactions of human beings.

Unfortunately, the effect didn't seem to be very good. Just as I was fighting with my body's primitive desire, the bedroom door opened and Ouyang Rujing walked in.

As soon as she walked into the bedroom, I immediately closed my eyes and refused to communicate with her, because at this moment it seemed that the primitive desire of my body seemed to pull myself back into reality. I was fighting with all my might. If Ouyang Rujing did something, the balance of victory would likely bow to the primitive desire.

I closed my eyes and felt as if Ouyang Rujing had gone to bed. Her breathing was a little rapid. I don’t know what made her mood turbulent. With her kung fu, her breath was long. In the middle of the night, if I didn’t listen carefully, I wouldn’t hear her breathing.

"I am just a stinky skin, and all desires are illusory!" I strongly rejected the original instinctive desire in my heart.

At this moment, my body felt like a little hand was gently stroking it, very light, but I could feel it. This little hand was still trembling gently, and every trembling made my skin feel a little strange.

The little hand was moving, and it seemed to be just put on my abdomen at the beginning. After about a few minutes, the little hand slowly moved down a little distance, and placed it below my belly button, only a thread away from my shorts.

The trembling of the little hands became more obvious. As it trembled, my heart seemed to be filled with a small stone on the calm lake, forming circles of waves.

Five minutes, maybe ten minutes, but it felt like it was quite long. My hands moved again and my shorts were stripped off bit by bit.

"What are she going to do?" The waves on the lake in her heart turned into small waves, and a voice sounded in her heart.

My shorts were retreated to my knees, and the baby below was completely out of control, facing upwards and pointed straight to the sky.

A cold, trembling little hand held it, and my heart was shouting: "No! No!" Unfortunately, my shouting was not heard by the owner of this little hand. The cold, trembling little hand began to move up and down a little awkwardly.

As the little hand moved down and down, my will seemed to be slowly disintegrating. The most primitive instinct made my soul wake up bit by bit, click! There seemed to be a sound in my head, as if the sound of two plugs connecting. The soul and the reality plug were successfully connected, and my world became connected again. The connection at this time was the feeling that the cold little hand gave me.

It trembled, unfamiliar, but persistently moved up and down, rushing waves of desires towards my soul, forcing me to rebuild my soul and reconnect with the world.

I don’t know how long it took, but I couldn’t bear it anymore, so I suddenly shouted: “Ah…” The next second, Ouyang Rujing’s scream came from my ears, and she also let out a scream, so I couldn’t help but open my eyes. The scene in front of me made me feel an illusory feeling, because there was a white liquid on Ouyang Rujing’s face.

Thumb...

Ouyang Rujing, who was blushing like a red apple, ran into the bathroom like a red apple, while I lay flat on the bed, gasping heavily.

Huh! Huh...

After a little leaning, I closed my eyes and wanted to enter the state of fake death again. I became a walking corpse again, but suddenly I realized that it was impossible. My heart began to hurt, and my tears also flowed down. I don’t know why, but my heart hurts so much that I cry. As for why I cry, my brain was blank, without any thoughts at all, and it was the most instinctive catharsis.

Squeak!

The sound of the bathroom door opening came over, but I didn't open my eyes.
Chapter completed!