"Jing Feng, what are you doing?" Ji Anning stared, afraid of making noise in the other room, she screamed in surprise.
Put your hands against his chest and push him hard.
But he is a man after all, even if he is sick, she still can't match him.
Ji Jingfeng's face was buried in Ji Anning's neck, and his hot lips bit a piece of her soft skin and sucked hard.
"Uh!" Ji Anning frowned in pain, and tears were forced out.
She kept her hands against Ji Jingfeng's chest, without the thought of giving up.
Suddenly, Ji Jingfeng's hand moved to the hem of her skirt. She became stiff and instinctively brought her legs together. At the same time, one hand pinched his neck and used brute force to push him. open.
Ji Jingfeng was overthrown by Ji Anning, lying flat on the bed, feet on the ground, panting weakly.
Ji Anning looked at the two nail prints on his neck, and she was shocked. At that moment, her resistance was beyond her imagination. She would rather choke him to death than obey.
Ji Anning, he is your fiance!
"Didn't you be slept by another man? What kind of purity?"
Ji Jingfeng's icy voice sounded beside her, interrupting her thoughts, and she turned to look at him.
He looked at her with his black eyes, and under the dim light, there was a sarcasm on his handsome face.
"Who is that man? How long have you known each other? Did he know that you were engaged? Did you know that you were sold by your parents to Ji's family as a child bride?"
Ji Jingfeng's words were stingy, and each sentence was harsher.
It seemed to be picking off Ji Anning's clothes, one by one, just to humiliate her.
Being humiliated by Ji's family, Ji Anning has become accustomed to it. She lowered her head and remained silent.
He didn't believe what she said, and she said it again and again.
"That way, mom won't embarrass you again, go away."
Ji Jingfeng turned his gaze away from Ji Anning in disgust, rolled over and climbed onto the bed, with his back facing her.
Ji Anning stood up, frowned and looked at him sadly, "If you want to drink water, call me and I will pour it for you."
Not for anything else, just for the mother-in-law who treated her like her own daughter from childhood.
Saying that, she turned around and walked out of the room without waiting for Ji Jingfeng's cynicism.
There was no figure in the empty corridor. She gently took the door of Ji Jingfeng's room. Without leaving the doorknob, she leaned against the door cover and looked at the room diagonally opposite.
He breathed a sigh of relief, and then laughed at himself.
Ji Anning, even Ji Jingfeng hates you and spit on you.
...
Going back to the room, turning on the light, not only the dark room, but also the heart of the watcher in the dark night.
Ji Anning felt so tired, she took off her shoes, but still tired, so she took off her skirt again, stripping herself one by one.
In their eyes, she is like this, a clown without clothes, who can be humiliated at will.
Does he think the same?
Ji Anning was wrapped in a bath towel and barefoot, leaning against the window frame, looking at the balcony directly opposite her at this moment, with melancholy eyes.
It took a long time for her to feel sore in her legs. She looked up and her eyes trembled in shock.
When did he... stand there?
The man's tall body was leaning lazily on the balcony railing, looking at Ji Anning's side, a pair of deep black eyes, in the dark night, gleaming with a terrible light.
As if to swallow her.