Chapter 43

Chi Huan sobbed and pushed him hard, trying to push him away from himself, but could not push the heavy body of the man at all. She said angrily with a cry, "you still don't go out?"

He got up a little bit, and no longer put his weight on her, but he did retreat as she said.

Chi Huan just sat up and tried to grab a dress and put it on her body. At least she could cover it. But before her hand touched the corner of her dress, she was far away.

Because the man picked her up from the sofa.

Chi Huan is stunned. For a while, he doesn't even know what he wants to do. In her cognition, it's over.

She grabs his clothes and stares at his red eyes. "What else do you want to do?"

Mo Shiqian carries her to the bedroom. Her thin lips are pressed into a line. Her handsome face is very unhappy, even gloomy enough to drip out of the water.

He looks like this. In addition to hate, Chi Huan has more fear and fear of position.

She also saw that he was very unhappy. She really didn't know that he was a perpetrator, an aggressor and a traitor. What was his right to show such an unhappy expression.

"Moshiqian, you put me down, put me down, I told you to put me down, did you hear me?"

The bedroom door was originally taken with him and he kicked it open.

This movement makes the woman in his arms shake again.

Finally, he understood that he wanted to continue.

She was put on the bed, and the man's body followed the cover closely. A piece of double bed fell in the middle.

He kisses her jaw line without saying a word. She reaches out and pushes him. He holds her two wrists in one hand and presses them on her head. The thin lips roll over her neck, shoulders and collarbone.

Chi Huan is so sensitive that she shivers all over.

Those kisses all have the infatuation taste which immerses in them, savors inch by inch.

"Mo Shiqian, you let me go!"

"I'll kill you. If you can, I'll kill you tomorrow!"

It's too far away to beat him and catch him. Chi Huan has no choice but to attack him verbally. Obviously, this senseless threat has no effect on him.

It even deepened the scale of his aggression.

"No Don't... "

Her wrist is in the palm of a man's hand. She wants to break free constantly, and he controls her to death.

"Mo Shiqian Please don't... "

Her low sob in Mo Shi's modest ears is like a cat's cry, a pitiful tone, but it's too appealing to a man's heart. Mo Shi Qian looses her hand.

Before Chi Huan pushed him, he was turned over and forced to lie on the bed.

A close kiss fell on her shoulder and back.

Kissing, kissing, kissing back to her chin, back to her lips, forcing her to tangle, which is more unbearable than kissing her shoulder. Her brain is blank, and she would like to curl up as a shrimp.

Long night, like the dark corridor can not see the end.

During the whole evening, Chi Huan's ears were filled with the heavy rain outside the window, the men's deep or low gasps, and Her own uncontrollable cry.

All senses are submerged by men, floating and sinking, unable to be independent, and everything is under control.

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Chi Huan was suddenly awakened in the morning. When the sky began to light up, he suddenly opened his eyes.

Her face is toward the glass without drawing the curtain. Her face is gray outside. It seems that she can feel cool when she looks at it.

For a moment she took a breath of relief, a sense of afterlife waking up from a nightmare. She raised her hand to her eyebrow and thought wearily how she could have such a ridiculous dream.

Before the tip of her finger touched the corner of her eyebrow, she stagnated.

The black cuffs were too long, covering the back of her hand and flooding her fingers.

Obviously, it's not her own dress.

Chi Huan's pupils expanded, and her mind exploded like a thunder. Last night's picture passed through her mind like a horse, and she was still confused, so she had already sat up.

The man sleeping on her side sat up before her.

Chi Huan looked at him, his blood froze in that second.

Mo Shiqian looks down at her. Her short black hair is a bit messy, her face is still beautiful, and her eyes are dark. After a while, he slowly opens his mouth. His voice is hoarse and deep. "I'm sorry."

These three words make Chi Huan's tense nerves break completely.

She didn't hesitate at all. She slapped her hand.

"Pa."

Men don't dodge. They are slapped.

Chi Huan looks at his expressionless face, breathes more and more quickly, and the fluctuation of his chest is more and more intense. He picks up the pillow and smashes it on his face.

This time, I couldn't get rid of my hatred. I tried my best to smash it several times, but it didn't have any effect. Even if I gave her a knife to insert on him now, it might not have any effect.On the contrary, her tears came out uncontrollably, and her vision was blurred.

"Mo Shiqian, you..." She took a breath, because too much gnash teeth and hate, even curse words can not spit out, dead biting lips, sobbing, shoulder shaking.

Her feeling has always been petite, and now her shoulders are hidden in men's oversized shirts, which are thin, desperate and helpless.

The man's Adam's apple rolled and his voice became more hoarse. "I'm sorry."

Chi Huan curled up a leg, lowered her head to put her forehead on her knee, and her long hair covered her tearful face like seaweed. She didn't seem to want to scold him, question him, or have the strength to scold him. She didn't understand why this kind of thing happened suddenly.

And this person is mo Shiqian. She doesn't even have the strength to ask why.

In the morning, the world is very quiet. In the bedroom, there are only women sobbing.

Moshiqian stared at the top of her hair for a while, and did not know how long it had passed. He lifted the quilt, got out of the bed, picked up the pants that had been thrown on the ground, and put them on.

I want to put on the clothes again. It took a few seconds to find his clothes on the woman in the bed.

He has never seen Chi Huan look so sad.

He knew that it was not only because she had been forced to lose her body, but also because it was not only her wedding today, but also because he was the aggressor.

From the beginning, he knew that she had little trust in the world. Teenage girls didn't even trust their parents. They began to make money early and moved out to live alone early.

And these years, their lives seem to have no intersection, but she has no defense against him, she probably never thought he would hurt her.

Chi Huan didn't know how long she cried. She cried until she had no strength, and then she stopped gradually.

The man in the room didn't make any sound except getting out of bed and picking up his clothes and putting them on.

But she also knew that he didn't leave.