Beauty Ecstasy: Love the slave is too ferocious

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The plump, towering white tenderness of her chest, the slender waist like a wasp's waist, and the mysterious area between her legs all tempt men, who immediately pounce on her to make love to her...

However, Xiahou Fengli found that he had no desires at all.

He looked at the naked and alluring female body in front of him, and did not respond for a long time——

I remember back then, just a small movement of Xuerong could arouse his whole body to be hot, wishing to immediately press her under him and indulge in love... [

But now... his heart is as still as water, completely unable to arouse any desire.

Is it because she is no longer perfect?

Xiahou Fengli stretched out his hand, and put it on Mi Luo's right Fengfeng, gently scraping the little red marks on it with his fingertips.

He knew that this was left by Huang Fulian.

He watched with his own eyes how Huangfulian was buried in Wei Xuerong's plump licking, kissing and sucking, leaving marks on her body one after another... He watched with his own eyes how Huangfulian's burgeoning desire entered the swamp that he had dreamed of. land, hit fiercely...

He even watched Huangfulian with his own eyes, releasing his bodily fluids in Wei Xuerong's body...

At that time, he didn't know that the person who was in love with Huangfulian was Wei Xuerong, so naturally he wouldn't feel any uncomfortable emotions.

What surprised Xiahou Fengli was that now, looking at the traces left by Huang Fulian on Wei Xuerong, he didn't feel any heartache.

He could even clearly recall the scene of Huangfulian and Wei Xuerong making love on the bed without feeling any sadness...

He just felt angry.

Angry at what Wei Yanxi did back then.

Xiahou Fengli knew that he insisted on marrying Wei Xuerong because he wanted to take a gamble.

But he believed even more that he had an inseparable love for Wei Xuerong.

Otherwise, how could Wei Xuerong's death make her feel so heartbroken back then?

Until now, Xiahou Fengli still remembers the feeling that his heart and lungs seemed to be torn apart——

That kind of pain was like countless people stabbing his chest back and forth with a blunt instrument, it didn't give him pleasure, it only tormented him slowly...