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Wind bell violently resisted, raised his hand to push him away, but he was tightly clasped, pressed on the top of his head.

He kisses her recklessly, even out of control.

How many times did he kiss her since he took her to him?

Fengling thinks that even if they are husband and wife, can he consider the psychological bearing capacity of her amnesia crowd?

At present, he is really just a stranger to her.

But Qi Chuang kisses more and more heavily, the thick big hand also swam on her body, has the tendency to burn each other.

A kiss goes deeper.

Fengling has never had a fight, but she is too free in foreign countries. As a woman, she often goes to a strange family to work as a teacher. She is prone to accidents. Therefore, the director of the orphanage once taught her some basic fighting skills.

It's just that she hasn't used it very much.

There is no tube strength, right? The wind bell struggling to twist the body, pressure on her body of the man breathing more quickly, she suddenly lifted her legs, kick to the man's body.

However, Fengling obviously underestimated Qichuang's reaction ability.

His other leisurely hand suddenly grasped her raised leg and pressed her completely on the bed. Because of this action, he released her.

Wind bell tightly pursed her lips, her clothes were in a mess, her clear and dark eyes showed a trace of weakness and fear, "you, how can you not count?"

She is very aggrieved, more is in the heart unceasingly comes up the fear.

Husband and wife's life cannot be called forced sexual relationship.

Even if she doesn't want to, and he insists on it, he calls it marital rape, but this kind of relationship after marriage is hard to determine as rape, and it's more about obligation.

But she didn't want to, really didn't want to do it with him.

The man was her this pair of delicate and pitiful small appearance, slightly pulled back a bit of reason, chest area gushed out a bit soft.

However, because of her appearance, she aroused the hidden in the deep heart, ready to violently ravage, ravage her mind.

The bottom of his eyes is in confusion, and his familiar eyes are entangled with lust.

"Qi, Qi Chuang," Fengling explained to him in a soft voice after seeing that he had not spoken for a long time. He said, "we have a word in advance. You, a big man, can't always talk and don't count."

He didn't care at all. He held her calf in his big hand and swam upward. The woman's face turned white again. "Qichuang, you, you can't do this to me!"

Men endure very hard.

He felt that her presence was a challenge to his self-control.

He was sweating on his forehead and kissing her cheek. His voice was mute and soft, "always give it to me first, eh?"

"No, I don't want to," Fengling avoided his kiss and said wrongly: "you said that you would give me time to adapt. Now you are like this, where are you giving me time to adapt? You clearly take me as your bedding to solve your physiological needs."

It doesn't matter whether she likes it or not.

Don't you mean to love her? Is his love just sleeping with her?

Qi Chuang Wei Zheng, raised his head to see her, "bedding?" "Xu Fengling, if I want to solve the physiological needs, I don't need to wait for you for five years."

"How do I know if you've had another woman in the last five years?"

Fengling admitted that her sentence was a little straightforward, but she didn't know anything about him in the past, so she could only try to guess his personality from his relationship in the past few days.

But he is like this, all the time do not want to sleep with her, so strong desire of men, she simply do not believe that he can clean himself up for five years.

It was five years, more than 1800 days, not five days.

"Xu Fengling," the man's thin lip corners suddenly pursed, and his face was really cloudy. He was just a little confused, but he didn't do anything at all. She yelled at him, "are you going to force me to go on you?"

The pupil of wind chime shrinks, some fear, but again stem neck, fight for oneself.

"You almost I didn't force you either She clenched her lips tightly. "It's you who don't keep your word. I can't blame my nonsense."

This is called touching her?

Oh.

Man's lips overflow a sneer, she is afraid that she does not remember, do, love is how the process.

"If I really want to touch you, you won't have a chance to talk back to me now." His eyebrows and eyes were frozen with cold, "apologize to me."

"I don't want to," Fengling wrinkled her nose. She felt particularly aggrieved and unwilling to accept the man who was cheap and obedient. "Why should I apologize to you? It is you who kiss me inexplicably, you untie my clothes, you want to do something bad to me. I have not asked you to apologize, but you want me to apologize Intimidate me... "

Qi Chuang: "what are you doing?"

"If you go on like this, I have to seriously consider whether to separate or not to continue this marriage," Fengling's eyes turned red, and she kept telling: "you can't do whatever you want and fool me just because I forget everything. I can play with you, or I can be scolded and don't answer back. I can listen to your words and apologize to others, but I just want to If you want to deprive me of some rights that belong to me, I don't think I can fall in love with you any more Well. "His lips were faster than his hands and stopped her first.

Wind bell thought he would continue, just to struggle, but found that he just covered her lips, but no further action.

The next second, he let her go.

And the wind bell's black and white eyes twinkle with distrust and fear of him.

Qi Chuang Liang thin lips pursed tightly, completely sober up, "I will keep my promise."

He slowly let go of her hands and legs, and felt the woman's relief. His face shrank, and he could not help warning her: "separation is impossible. If you die, you have no choice but to be with me in this life."

The woman's eyes were still fixed on him, wary of resisting the chill, just like the night he forced her on the eve of her disappearance five years ago.

Qi Chuang's eyes were slightly broken, and his throat seemed to be blocked.

"Sleep, these days I'll sleep next door. " He eased his mood and tried to make himself softer, although his tone was still so tough and overbearing, "when the time comes, I'll move back, and then you'll be ready."

Wind chime put her pajamas together to keep the scenery from showing. When the man got up and left the room, she deeply breathed and relaxed.

Then I think of the last sentence of the man --

when the time is up, when I move back, you are ready.

Ready?

What preparation?

Ready to go to bed with him?

Wind chime flat mouth, in such a short period of time both physical and mental acceptance of him, with him, absolutely impossible.

Even if she said yes, her heart was out of her control.

Maybe she can still enjoy it.

The woman closed her eyes impatiently and put the quilt on her face to cover all the light.