Married by Ivan Vane, the bride who was snatched

Chapter 68 You can only be mine
Mi Yao's brain was quickly deprived of oxygen, and was pressed in a corner by the man, she let him rub her like a doll, after about 10 minutes, he let go of her lips.

Feng Yueming looked at the woman in his arms, two touches of blush appeared on her delicate cheeks, her slender eyelashes were half drawn, and her breath floated freely in his arms.

"Mi Yao!" He called her hoarsely.

The woman fell silent.

A trace of panic flashed in Feng Yueming's eyes, he reached out and patted her little hand, "Mi Yao, wake up."

The slender eyelashes moved, and Mi Yao opened her eyes. Her clear eyes looked at him wetly, like a frightened little rabbit, "Are you ready?"

She asked.

Feng Yueming pressed against her fragrant little Qiong's nose, touched the corner of her bitten lips with his fingertips, and said, "It's done."

Feng Yueming hugged her into her arms.

Except for sleeping at night, this was the first time he hugged her. Although they had done a lot of intimate things, he pulled away every time it ended without a trace of nostalgia, but now he hugged her tightly, as if throbbing. flat.

"What's wrong with you?" She asked timidly.

Feng Yueming kissed her hair, "Mi Yao, you are mine, you know, you can only be mine! If one day you leave me to be with another man, I can't guarantee what I will do , I will kill that man, then lock you up and torture you every night."

Mi Yao's blushing face gradually paled. This man was close to being sick. He was only satisfied in the last second. Now he is threatening her. If possible, she wants him to see a psychiatrist.

"Mi Yao, stay by my side obediently, serve me dumplings like today, I will try to forget many things, I can satisfy you whatever you want, Mi Yao." Feng Yueming hugged her even tighter.

Mi Yao didn't understand, "What...you want to forget, does it have anything to do with me?"

"Heh." Feng Yueming sneered, but did not answer.

His laughter was a bit eccentric, and Mi Yao felt very uncomfortable, but he didn't want to talk about it, and there was no result for her to ask any more, so she could only give up.

"Let me go, I want to take a shower."

"Wash together." Feng Yueming wanted to hug her horizontally.

Mi Yao jumped out in shock, she looked at him warily, "You promised me just now that you wouldn't touch me tonight."

Feng Yueming was directly displeased by her resisting behavior, but he pursed his thin lips and said, "Then you go and wash yourself, come down and eat dumplings later."

If he washes with her, he will definitely break the contract.

"Got it." As if someone was chasing her behind, Mi Yao quickly ran out.

……

In the bathroom, Mi Yao stood under the shower and rinsed her body.

There were still bruises on her body, which were left by him last night. She scrubbed vigorously with a towel, trying to get rid of those marks.

But his body was already flushed, and a layer of skin was about to be rubbed off, but the marks were still there.

She squeezed toothpaste again and brushed her teeth desperately, and soon her gums were bleeding. She wanted to brush off the breath and saliva left by the man in it, and brush it clean.

After tossing for a while, Mi Yao dropped the toothbrush, squatted down decadently, and hugged herself with her slender arms.

Her mind was empty, and her eyes were blank in a daze.

(End of this chapter)