Doting on the Masked Wife

A bright flash of lightning, accompanied by a huge thunder, suddenly bloomed in the night sky, extremely ferocious.

In the dark night, the majestic castle revealed its magnificent and huge figure because of this lightning bolt.

Hundreds of years of history, unparalleled life experience and inheritance, as well as the mystery and nobility of its masters, have made it a legend.

Even in the 21st century with advanced communications, it is still one of the most mysterious forbidden places in Britain.

Both it and its current owner seem to be the most dazzling but also the most distant legend.

In the castle.

The night was deep, and most of the people in the castle had already rested. Except for the gorgeous European-style carved stairs and small lights in a few corners, the lights in other places had been turned off.

The entire castle was plunged into a silent darkness.

But in the deepest corridor, in the most secret room, there was a sound that made people blush and heartbeat.

The room did not turn on the light, and in the darkness, there were low gasps, the sound of breathing, the sound of kissing lips, and even more bone-softening lingering sounds, which continued continuously.

Just when the temperature was so high that it was about to melt people, all the sounds of ambiguity, emotion, and desire seemed to stop suddenly.

A deep and sexy man's voice slowly came out on the bed.

"Do you like me treating you like this? Or just now? Huh?"

The sexy voice is slightly hoarse, obviously because of the intense exercise, and the deep emotion, lust and ambiguous meaning revealed in the content of the words make people's faces even more heart-pounding.

However, the people under him didn't say a word, and there was no response.

"So you feel comfortable like this?"

The man let out a low laugh, and propped up a slender hand to support his chin, as if he was admiring the reaction of the person under him at close range - but, in fact, there was no reaction at all.

Her long black hair was messily scattered on the luxurious silk pillow cover, and her snow-white and delicate face was so close to him, so close at hand.

But he couldn't feel her fierce response at all, her enthusiastic reaction, and even her breathing was not disturbed at all.

Facing the man's violent and wild actions just now, she didn't make the slightest protest.

—how strange!

However, men seem to have gotten used to it.

Not only did he not take it seriously, but he raised his hand, and pinched the silent and delicate face with his slender fingers slightly: "I know you are acquiescing. Are you? Tonger?"

The people below remained silent.

Did she hate him so much that she made up her mind not to talk, or did she hate him so much that she was determined not to give him any response?

The man let out a low laugh, withdrew his hand, suddenly lowered his head, and kissed silent lips fiercely and sexyly.

However, even after being kissed fiercely like this, she still didn't make a sound.

She seemed to have made up her mind not to give him any response, and she would never make any noise to please him.

The man didn't care.

An evil cold light flashed across his eyes, he supported her small and delicate jaw, his thin lips were still in the most intimate and intimate position of entanglement with her, but his white teeth had already been bitten down hard.

Biting her tender lips that had been swollen by his kiss, blood flowed into his mouth.

However, he didn't hear the sound of gasping for air in pain, nor did he hear her crying.