Li Qiyu's mouth is full, his jaw is forced to open, food is constantly stuffed in.

"It's not acting, eating! How can you not eat... " Bo Yeyuan pressed her on the sofa, and the juice of the dish flowed down from her mouth and dripped on her lapel.

She was panting for a cough, food was low in her throat, and she felt choking in the next second.

The body is very uncomfortable, he is tightly imprisoned, his strength is big, she can't struggle.

Li Qiyu felt pain, and the most painful thing was the broken heart. Bo Yeyuan's violent appearance recovered as before, just like the video

That night, he allowed her to gallop on him. When her waist was too tired to move, his slap hit her buttocks. Part: eat, Li Qiyu, didn't you want me? Why don't you keep eating

Her ass was hit and swollen and painful, he did not care how much she hurt, only ruthlessly forced her: cheap. Goods, eat quickly. Give it to me!

Li Qiyu's eyes are full of despair, no longer struggling, and even choked to death by him.

Her wide and frightened pupil clearly printed his violent appearance, his face and memory overlap!

Bo Yeyuan mechanically forced her until her mouth swelled like a bun, and there was no more food left. He stopped in vain: "is this play good? Well? "

As soon as the place was lifted, the mat on the tea table was torn off, and a lot of delicious dishes fell to the ground.

Li Qiyu closed his eyes heavily, knowing that he was such a man She didn't do it again and again.

This half a month of warmth, almost let her fall into it. Otherwise, how could she have hurt so much!

She couldn't breathe, her face was a little bit smothered. As soon as Bo Yeyuan let go, she bent over and vomited

"Li Qiyu, shall we still be together?" Bo Yeyuan's slender fingers stroked her long hair, looked at her vomit, said in a haze, "as long as you don't leave me, I'm still good to you."

Li Qiyu vomited and wiped the saliva on the back of his hand. He was about to get up and was pressed down again. He took a towel and gently wiped her lips, her face, the dirt on her neck

"Qiyu, I can do whatever beitangfeng does for you. We haven't been very happy for half a month? " Bo Yeyuan gently rubbed her and looked at her strangely, "where can I do wrong? Why should I abandon me?"

"Bo Yeyuan, you are sick, you go to see a psychologist!" Li Qiyu pointed to the door, "go now, I have never thought of choosing you. You know that you are playing with me, and I am playing with you too!"

Bo Yeyuan's eyes were red. She had been playing with him all the time --

no wonder she was suddenly so obedient to him. He thought he was good to her, and she finally understood!

A bowl of hot soup against her lips: "these are all my hard work for you, do a day, and you carry me to meet other men."

"Go away Well... "

The hot soup poured into her mouth. She was very hot and her lips were burning

Bo Yeyuan was paranoid and crazy in his eyes. When she came back, he didn't lose his temper. He begged her in a low voice and coaxed her with cooking. In exchange for this treatment.

"How delicious?" He wrung his eyebrows and pressed her small body? Does it hurt? "

Li Qiyu covered his mouth, and his tongue was covered with a thick bag. His face was extremely painful!

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