Girl Forced to Marry Her Sister's Husband: The President's Private Treasure

It's so strange, that night in Paris, she only felt pain, humiliation, and anger about this kind of thing, but this time, the feeling that is hard to describe in words,

She groaned tremblingly, completely at a loss.

Tears fell unconsciously!

What's wrong with her?

Possessed by the devil?

Why, she felt that she felt a little bit of enjoyment when she was in pain?

No, she can't enjoy this kind of thing.

Can't enjoy this feeling!

It's sinful, it's wrong...

But... why, her body doesn't think so...

Finally everything is over.

The whole body is wet, like being in the vast sea.

Tired like a rag doll about to fall apart.

At this moment, her sister was all in her mind.

elder sister……

When falling into the sea, the feeling must be very cold, very lonely, very lonely...

elder sister……

Tears flowed down hot, flowing through the man's brand on her body, hot.

pain……

Situ Chenjue looked at the lazy little face of the woman after being "fed" by him, raised his eyebrows, and whispered evilly: "Baby, you are full, but your husband is still hungry, you can't be so selfish."

"No!"

The star pupils shrunk rapidly, she wanted to escape from his control, but her whole body was weak and powerless, she couldn't do it at all...

He picked her up, put on a bath towel, and carried her directly into the room...

On the burgundy sheets...

She was trembling all over, with teary eyes: "No, can I?"

"No."

"I...I can't stand it..."

"Don't be so humble, baby, you've been through it before."

"I... I will die..."

"If you die, I will bring you back to life."

He didn't say any more, he hugged her forcefully, her whole body was curled up like a kitten, her sharp claws were stripped off, at this moment, she can be trampled|ravaged by anyone at will...

This is the most beautiful war between men and women, and now, the two armies are clashing fiercely...

The man is sweating profusely, the feeling of conquering is hearty...

As for Huanyan, she just felt that everything was a crime, torture, torture...

Her body was already too tired to bear it...

As if feeling her dying weakness, Situ Chenjue changed direction, his chest pressed against her smooth and soft back, took one of her hands, put it near his mouth, stuck out his tongue, and licked her fingers one by one. In the past, even the fingertips were not spared...

It's so strange, the sticky body lotion on her body has already been washed away, so why is it still so fragrant?

He carried her to the living room, on the sofa, on the floor.

When I am thirsty, I go to the kitchen to pour water and I don’t want to leave...

He didn't let go when he went upstairs, and he went back to the bedroom at the end, pestering her to fall asleep...

She was paralyzed on the bed as if she was about to fall apart, her mind was blank, and she didn't even have the strength to wipe away her tears, so she could only let it dry naturally...

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It's a beautiful autumn day.

Situ Chenjue straightened up, put on a shirt, and looked at the sleeping woman beside him.

Her soft cheeks had a natural rosy tinge that had been well loved, and her long, fluffy hair spilled over the pillow.

He vaguely remembered that Ye Xiaoyu had dyed his hair before, and he did not know when he dyed it back again. At this moment, the natural dark wavy long hair is the most charming dream of an oriental man...