Throwing Down Honey Peach: The President's Favorite

The bodies of the two of them fit closely together without any gap.Baidu search,

"You belong to me completely, Momo"," Li Jueyin hugged her waist tightly, buried in her tight warmth, and let out a low sigh contentedly from his throat, softening the whole body cell……

Concerned about her first time, Li Jueyin moved slowly with forbearance, Ruyu's fair and handsome face blushed, and the forbearance of sweat densely covered Li Jueyin's forehead, but no matter how forbearable, Momo according to

After all, Yi is the only person he has fallen in love with in his life, and he is the one who loves to the depth of his bone marrow.

How could it be possible to just lick him but not bite him who was holding her beloved... So, soon Li Jueyin couldn't hold back anymore, he suddenly started to move violently in her body like a crazy beast.

After one time, Li Jueyin got off Mo Yiyi's body, looking at the blotches of bruises and red marks on her flawless white skin, a trace of regret flashed in his eyes.

He put on his bathrobe and walked into the bathroom...

Mo Yiyi curled up, lying on the bed, trying to wrap herself tightly with a bathrobe...

Her trembling little hands tightly clutched the pillow under her head, bit her lower lip with her white teeth, and howled in restraint, "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Possessed by the person who killed her best friend... He just killed her best friend a moment ago...

Mo Yiyi tightly grasped the pillow with her small hands, curled up, trembling crying sounded out of her teeth, and the tears could not stop sliding down her cheeks and falling on the pillow.

She buried her head tightly in the quilt, clutching her cheeks tightly, as if it was difficult for her to breathe.

I could only hear trembling sobbing from the depths of the quilt...

"Why do you use such a strong method? Why?... You brutally killed Yachen and took my body... Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo....i don’t feel any love from you at all, I can't forgive

Forgive you, I can't be happy, I just feel that my heart hurts, it hurts..."

No matter how many reasons there are, no matter how much he loves her, he shouldn't be so tough on her?

In Mo Yiyi's heart, Li Jueyin's tough and domineering love has already become his weapon to hurt her, and it has become his force regardless of her wishes!The excuse of beating her became his solid backing to deceive her and use her.

"I hate you... Li Jueyin."

In the shower room, Li Jueyin took off her bathrobe, turned on the shower head, and washed her body...

He clenched his fist tightly, hit the bathroom wall, and frowned in pain, "I really have no other way... Momo... Seeing your heart gradually move away from me, I can only use This way to keep you...

... "

Li Jueyin leaned his forehead against the cold ceramic wall tiles, letting the crystal drops of water slide over his head and drip down from his hair.

"Momo! Tell me, besides using physical ties to keep you...is there any other way I can use?"

no more...

There is no more...

After taking a shower, Li Jueyin came out with a hot towel from the bathroom, opened her legs, and carefully wiped off the blood between her legs and the crystal liquid on her body, but Mo Yiyi showed no reaction at all. , cover your head

There was no movement in the quilt, and there was no shyness or other emotions, which made Li Jueyin feel particularly sad and powerless.

If he could, he didn't want to possess her so quickly. He even thought about suppressing his love for Mo Yiyi forever, buried it deep in his heart, never approached her, refused to accept her. willing

Yi just silently guarded her like that, procrastinating day by day.