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"Using force? I'll show you what it means to be strong now! You've always wanted to crawl into my bed. I should be enjoying it a lot now! " Gong Yu Chen grabbed her arm and pushed her up against the wall. With his other hand, he quickly ripped off the remaining clothes on the two men's bodies.

Gong Yu Chen had women before, but they were all used to solve physiological needs. Gong Yu Chen would never go and kiss any of them, so he would always keep this a secret.

Not only was Gong Yu Chen not swayed by her resistance and struggling, he was instead ignited by his restless wiggling of his body.

His strong body pressed up against her smooth skin, and every inch of his blood was stretched and surged like never before. As her body's desire clamored, Gong Yu Chen opened his big hands and grabbed onto her slim waist, pushing against the desire that was on his lips.

Pain!

The feeling of being torn apart made Jiang Qiao Er wish she could die immediately!

Tears slid down her cheeks to her chin, then silently dripped onto her exposed snow-white chest.

This man was a madman!

Jiang Qiao Er clenched her teeth and his body became like a kite with its string cut, allowing Gong Yu Chen to play around with him.

His actions were rough and barbaric, without the slightest trace of mercy.

This was her husband!

On her wedding night, she had been violated wantonly by her husband, whom she had never met, in such a humiliating manner!

Jiang Qiao Er's compact body made Gong Yu Chen feel unprecedented satisfaction, as if this woman's body existed for him, wanting her nonstop.

Her body was like a poppy!

Jiang Qiao Er's consciousness was extracted from her body bit by bit. That proud, yet cold, boy appeared in her dreams again. He looked at him without saying a word, her cold eyes filled with endless despair.

"No!" Jiang Qiao Er screamed and woke up from her dream.

Only then did he realize that he was lying on the same round bed he had slept on the night before. It was still the same magnificent carved wooden flowers and the lifelike embossing of angels' kisses carved into the ceiling of the European style.

This bed again!

Jiang Qiao Er would never forget the night before, when she was violated in the darkness, it was on this kind of bed!

How could he have a knot in his heart? He was clearly a psychopath!

Thinking of him, Jiang Qiao Er sat up on the bed. Her body felt as if it had been crushed, the memories of last night started to replay in her mind.

She was the only one on the big bed.

Fortunately, he had already left!

Jiang Qiao Er looked at the corner of the wall from last night. She lowered her head and saw her own naked body. The lovemaking scars on her chest once again told her of the true existence of last night!

This great devil! How can you treat yourself like that!