Chapter 37

"What's the matter? Can't sleep at night and come to climb the bed?" Shen Yichen turned over and pressed her down, his thin lips curled up slightly, and he looked at her evilly.

Song Qingyue snapped back to her senses, her slack eyesight gradually focused, and she pushed, "Thinking too much."

"Huh?" The nasal voice was very strong, and the low and pleasant voice was full of charm, "If you really want it, I won't give it to you. After all, we are husband and wife, and I have to fulfill my obligations."

The dark eyes were full of narrowness, Song Qingyue pushed him, the person on her body was as motionless as a mountain, she simply gave up struggling.

Lie down flat, with gentle eyes, "Mr. Shen, you suppress me so much and don't let me go. Is it because you are lonely and need a woman to reconcile, or do I think so?"

His long fingers lifted her chin, and the deep eyes darkened up and down. He smiled, "Whether it's the former or the latter, it's allowed, isn't it? Married life is essential..."

"Oh." Song Qingyue's reaction was very light, unmoved, "Then you can try it."

The more holy and unattainable she is like the mountain holy lotus, the more she can arouse the darkness deep in the man's heart. Shen Yichen had a moment of madness, and he just wanted to destroy her.

He detested Song Qingyue's clear and cold appearance, he wanted to see this mask break, wanted to see the fear and fear she showed, wanted to see her bloom, just for him to be charming and charming.

The Adam's apple rolled, and he lowered his head, moving down along her forehead, only avoiding his lips.

Thin and dense kisses fell like raindrops, buried their heads on her neck, leaving ambiguous marks one after another, stimulating Shen Yichen on her body.

Originally, I just wanted to scare her, but now I don't want to stop...

He is not a person who treats himself badly, he wants it when he thinks about it, so Shen Yichen's subordinates are also unambiguous and lifted up their pajamas.

Song Qingyue was calm from the beginning to the end, without any tendency to be emotional. She was as rational as a bystander, watching Shen Yichen sink.

"Shen Yichen, do you want to end your children and grandchildren?"

He paused, and casually glanced at Song Qingyue, who looked normal, a little dissatisfied with her state.

It was too quiet, neither resisting nor panting for him.

Unexpectedly, he bit down hard and refused to let go.

Song Qingyue frowned in pain, her memory went back to the night a few years ago, she was dragged to the grass by herself, it was useless for her to beg for mercy and cry, no one heard her, they didn't let her go... Shen Yichen didn't come, no one would save her...

She closed her eyes with despair, her eyelashes were faintly wet, and she said coldly, "Shen Yichen, aren't you afraid that Ning Xiaoyuan will be sad? If the person you love so much knows that you are like me, what will happen to her? She will find you disgusting, Shen Yichen, you are so disgusting."

He's disgusting, and she's disgusting too...

Even after all these years, she still feels dirty and can't wash well...

Sure enough, when Ning Xiaoyuan was mentioned, he froze completely and let go of his jaw.

He got up quickly, without even looking at her, as if looking at her more was a crime, his whole body was full of hostility, "Get out!"

She slowly got up, gathered her clothes, and after tidying up, Song Qingyue got up, without saying a word, left silently, and walked into her bedroom.

Once the door was closed, it was as if two worlds were separated. He didn't want to go in, and Song Qingyue didn't want to come out.

(End of this chapter)

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