The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

He pushed forward even harder, forcing Jiang Nanyan to accommodate herself completely.

The excessive force made Jiang Nanyan unable to speak in pain, with cold sweat on his forehead.

She bit her lips tightly, clutching the quilt tightly with both hands, tears poured out of her eyes uncontrollably, slid across her pale cheeks, and fell into the pillow.

Xiahou Fengli turned a blind eye to everything in front of him.

The violent anger in his heart has burned his sanity beyond recognition! [

He gritted his teeth, his eyes were filled with angry red mist, and he vented the anger in his heart in the most direct way

Xiahou Fengli brazenly moved his waist, regardless of whether Jiang Nanyan could bear it or not, he penetrated into her again and again, filled her, hurt her, and his movements were so rough that they were almost cruel!

The pain from the body caused Jiang Nanyan, who was lying in the quilt, to suffer unceasingly.

She wanted to resist, but her hands were grabbed by Xiahou Fengli and pressed on top of her head. There was no way she could do anything, but she could only be forced to bear it. Every time he took possession more violently, her body trembled violently...

pain!

The pain of being torn apart!

Except the pain!

She feels nothing else.

Jiang Nanyan looked at the man lying on his body, sprinting brutally, and felt that what he had violated and hurt was not her body, but her heart.

He kept advancing, causing her to die in pain, like a sharp knife, every time, it pierced deeply into her heart, bloody and bloody.