To You, My Beloved

Speaking of the night three years ago, Gu Qingcheng's heart seemed to have been swiped by a sharp blade, and the pain that could not be vented flowed silently.

Although in front of her parents at the time, she always seemed to be quiet, without any sadness, and there was no need to shed a tear, but it didn't mean she didn't mind.

In Britain, where she is not familiar with her place, when she is alone at night, she often thinks of that night, remembering what he said to her, hurtful and ruthless words: Although you are the first time, people are a little shy, not enough to make people Have fun, but I still like it... But only for you on the bed last night!

No matter how sad Gu Qingcheng's heart was at this time, she did not allow herself to show it in front of Tang Shi. She blinked and smiled softly at Tang Shi: "I just remembered, juice I haven't unplugged the power of the machine."

After speaking, Gu Qingcheng turned around and wanted to get out of the bedroom.

Tang Shi suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbed her wrist, and yanked Gu Qingcheng onto the bed with a strong pull. Then he turned over and pressed Gu Qingcheng under him.

Gu Qingcheng quickly recovered. She vaguely knew what he was going to do. She didn't know if it was after the reunion with him. These few times, he caused her a lot of pain. She increasingly refused to do such things with him. She wanted to struggle subconsciously, but she thought of the Gu family and the parents who had placed all the hope for herself, and finally closed her eyes.

Her eyelashes trembled exceptionally, revealing the resistance and fear in her heart.

Tang Shi's gaze had always been staring at Gu Qingcheng closely. He could see her reluctance and her patience.

She obviously didn't want to do these things with him, but she forced herself to endure it.

Tang Shi's chest rose and fell slightly. He stared at Gu Qingcheng with his eyes closed for a long time, and then lowered his head to block her lips.

Gu Qingcheng's body was still stiff like a piece of wood, ignorant, making Tang Shi feel like he was doing these things to a soulless inflatable baby.

He saw her wrist and held it firmly.

He remembered the **** nails he had accidentally found in the car a while ago.

It turns out that she is relying on the pain here to transfer the feeling of doing these things with him and her.

Tang Shisheng was afraid that she would pinch his palm so hard and hurt himself again, so he picked up her stockings from the side, grabbed her hands and wrists, wound them twice, and tied them tightly.

Gu Qingcheng couldn't use his wrist, and Gu Qingcheng could no longer use his fist to shift his mind.

But her face was still calm without any reaction.

Tang Shi couldn't help increasing his strength, trying to use pain to arouse her response.

However, she just closed her eyes tightly and endured it silently.

He didn't even give him the weakest moan-groan and frown because of pain.

PS: End today, continue tomorrow. The reader who got the signed book and the desk calendar yesterday is: 繁过б︶︵︶o (The system was a little bit pumped this afternoon, and the update was late~~It happened to be the next morning, so let’s canvass for votes~~ Vote~)