Chapter 629

That night, she was led into a wooden house, where she took a bath, had a good meal, and slept in a very clean bed.

She stayed in the container box for a few days. Every day, her spirit collapsed tightly. When she was sleepy, although she would fall asleep, she was really tired under the extreme fear.

She lay in bed and soon fell asleep.

In her sleep, someone lay down beside her.

After several days of imprisonment, she became very startled and woke up as soon as he lay down.

It was dark in front of her, but she could hear his breathing. She was scared to death and subconsciously wanted to run away.

She could not see him, but she could feel him. She could feel the strong breath of this man. She was helpless, and her body was penetrated by him.

It hurts!

He felt that it was the first time for her, as if by accident, and stopped.

Just for a moment, then continue, with a thin cocoon of the palm, touching her body.

There was no skill, but the original pure happiness gave her the joy she had never had before. Later, she didn't know how she fell asleep.

When I woke up, I was surprised to find that I was surrounded by the man. His breathing was even and he seemed to be asleep.

For a moment, she didn't feel afraid.

It was still dark in front of my eyes. I could only see his vague outline.

She didn't dare to turn on the light, but she couldn't help being curious. She wanted to open the window above her head and let the moonlight shine in to see what he looked like.

As soon as I touched the window, I heard the husky voice of the man after his love.

"If you look at me, you will die!"

She didn't dare to move any more and slowly drew back her hand.

He didn't speak any more. Slowly, his breathing became even again. She thought he was asleep.

He reached out in the dark and touched his face.

His face was very thin, the bridge of his nose was very high and straight, and she wanted to continue to touch it. Her hand was caught by him and pulled away from her face.

Although she can't touch his eyes and mouth, she is a painter. By touching these figures, she can know that he is a very handsome man and very young.

The hand pulled down was put on his waist, and she felt the scar on his body.

He seems to have a lot of scars on his body, and some of them seem to be new wounds and have not healed yet.

I don't know why, for a moment, she was a little distressed for the man who had her body.

She boldly asked him, "am I going to be killed or sold?"

He was surprised to hear her question.

She felt his head down. In the dark, she could not see him, but she could feel his eyes resting on her face.

"I just want a woman to dream. Your task has been completed. Go to sleep. Someone will take you back to New York tomorrow. " There was fatigue in his husky voice.

The next day, when she woke up, there was no one around, and the man had left.

Under the quilt, there is nothing left of her, and there are traces of last night's excitement.

When she saw the marks, her heart pounded, she quickly put on her clothes, quietly pushed the window open and looked out.

There are more than a dozen cars outside the house, and dozens of strong men are getting on the bus respectively, but so many people are silent, just like a well-trained team.

Her eyes were fixed on a man who was very long.

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