Chapter 2628
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How painful
She felt a knife in her heart, and she was going to die in the next second.
Men's movements are not slow, but that kind of strength and speed is particularly highlight his existence, so that she can not even ignore.
She almost had to bite her lips and bleed, but there was no way to stop the body's reaction. She felt that the other side's movements were more and more smooth
Good, think, die.
*
when you open your eyes, it's already light.
She sleeps neatly in the quilt, the blue curtain is lifted, the blue sea surface has the clear birdsong sound from time to time. Tang Qing indifferent pillow on the pillow, looking at the top of the beige ceiling.
everything as like as two peas just woke up yesterday. Fresh fruit and milk were freshly reused on the tea table. What was left behind by the men was also cleaned. The air was full of fresh smell of the sea. A tiny bit of traces of last night could not be caught.
It's like she was forced to Bao last night, just like she was dreaming.
She raised her hand in front of her eyes, curled up and sobbed in the quilt.
After all, she didn't escape -
she thought Gong Heng had a bit of humanity, but what happened last night told her she was wrong.
Maybe he didn't want to play hard to get.
He finally got to her.
However, the most difficult thing for her to accept is the body she can't control.
She felt it last night. Even if she bit her lips, she could still feel the instinct that could not be resisted.
Her already broken body, no matter how normal she is in front of people, is also a body that can enjoy pleasure under violence.
She knew it wasn't her fault, but she couldn't forgive herself.
It's disgusting. Why does she have to look like this.
There was a knock at the door. Tang listened, but he didn't answer.
Her eyes were swollen and couldn't shed a single tear. She lay on the bed without any expression, and her eyes were frozen in the void.
Until the outside people tired of knocking, and finally stopped.
Then the door was screwed open.
It was not Gong Heng who appeared at the door, but a young woman with round face, golden hair and no nationality. She was wearing a black dress, which was a bit like a nun's dress in a Russian church. She said to her in English with an American accent: "Miss Tang, are you hungry? Lunch is ready. Please come down to dinner with me
Tang Qing slowly sat up from the bed, her face pale as a ghost, set off the eyes of the beads particularly black.
"Call Gong Heng to me."
The young woman stood at the door, smiling at her, the smile without any emotion, like a man-made robot.
"Call Gong Heng here. I'm going to see him now." Tang Qing tightly clenched his fist, staring at the strange woman in front of him, "is he here now? You call him here! Why, don't you dare to meet me when you do something like this to me? "
The woman didn't speak. She was still a professional dimple. Tang Qing looked at her and felt a strong anger in her heart. She stood up, picked up the fruit plate and milk on the tea table and threw it to the door. She shrieked and yelled at her: "go away, don't bother me, get out of here! I know I'm useless. You can treat me as you like. No one will care what I think No one will... "
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How painful
She felt a knife in her heart, and she was going to die in the next second.
Men's movements are not slow, but that kind of strength and speed is particularly highlight his existence, so that she can not even ignore.
She almost had to bite her lips and bleed, but there was no way to stop the body's reaction. She felt that the other side's movements were more and more smooth
Good, think, die.
*
when you open your eyes, it's already light.
She sleeps neatly in the quilt, the blue curtain is lifted, the blue sea surface has the clear birdsong sound from time to time. Tang Qing indifferent pillow on the pillow, looking at the top of the beige ceiling.
everything as like as two peas just woke up yesterday. Fresh fruit and milk were freshly reused on the tea table. What was left behind by the men was also cleaned. The air was full of fresh smell of the sea. A tiny bit of traces of last night could not be caught.
It's like she was forced to Bao last night, just like she was dreaming.
She raised her hand in front of her eyes, curled up and sobbed in the quilt.
After all, she didn't escape -
she thought Gong Heng had a bit of humanity, but what happened last night told her she was wrong.
Maybe he didn't want to play hard to get.
He finally got to her.
However, the most difficult thing for her to accept is the body she can't control.
She felt it last night. Even if she bit her lips, she could still feel the instinct that could not be resisted.
Her already broken body, no matter how normal she is in front of people, is also a body that can enjoy pleasure under violence.
She knew it wasn't her fault, but she couldn't forgive herself.
It's disgusting. Why does she have to look like this.
There was a knock at the door. Tang listened, but he didn't answer.
Her eyes were swollen and couldn't shed a single tear. She lay on the bed without any expression, and her eyes were frozen in the void.
Until the outside people tired of knocking, and finally stopped.
Then the door was screwed open.
It was not Gong Heng who appeared at the door, but a young woman with round face, golden hair and no nationality. She was wearing a black dress, which was a bit like a nun's dress in a Russian church. She said to her in English with an American accent: "Miss Tang, are you hungry? Lunch is ready. Please come down to dinner with me
Tang Qing slowly sat up from the bed, her face pale as a ghost, set off the eyes of the beads particularly black.
"Call Gong Heng to me."
The young woman stood at the door, smiling at her, the smile without any emotion, like a man-made robot.
"Call Gong Heng here. I'm going to see him now." Tang Qing tightly clenched his fist, staring at the strange woman in front of him, "is he here now? You call him here! Why, don't you dare to meet me when you do something like this to me? "
The woman didn't speak. She was still a professional dimple. Tang Qing looked at her and felt a strong anger in her heart. She stood up, picked up the fruit plate and milk on the tea table and threw it to the door. She shrieked and yelled at her: "go away, don't bother me, get out of here! I know I'm useless. You can treat me as you like. No one will care what I think No one will... "
How painful She felt a knife in her heart, and she was going to die in the next second. Men's movements are not slow, but that kind of strength and speed is particularly highlight his existence, so that she can not even ignore. She almost had to bite her lips and bleed, but there was no way to stop the body's reaction. She felt that the other side's movements were more and more smooth Good, think, die. *when you open your eyes, it's already light. She sleeps neatly in the quilt, the blue curtain is lifted, the blue sea surface has the clear birdsong sound from time to time. Tang Qing indifferent pillow on the pillow, looking at the top of the beige ceiling. everything as like as two peas just woke up yesterday. Fresh fruit and milk were freshly reused on the tea table. What was left behind by the men was also cleaned. The air was full of fresh smell of the sea. A tiny bit of traces of last night could not be caught. It's like she was forced to Bao last night, just like she was dreaming. She raised her hand in front of her eyes, curled up and sobbed in the quilt. After all, she didn't escape - she thought Gong Heng had a bit of humanity, but what happened last night told her she was wrong. Maybe he didn't want to play hard to get. He finally got to her. However, the most difficult thing for her to accept is the body she can't control. She felt it last night. Even if she bit her lips, she could still feel the instinct that could not be resisted. Her already broken body, no matter how normal she is in front of people, is also a body that can enjoy pleasure under violence. She knew it wasn't her fault, but she couldn't forgive herself. It's disgusting. Why does she have to look like this. There was a knock at the door. Tang listened, but he didn't answer. Her eyes were swollen and couldn't shed a single tear. She lay on the bed without any expression, and her eyes were frozen in the void. Until the outside people tired of knocking, and finally stopped. Then the door was screwed open. It was not Gong Heng who appeared at the door, but a young woman with round face, golden hair and no nationality. She was wearing a black dress, which was a bit like a nun's dress in a Russian church. She said to her in English with an American accent: "Miss Tang, are you hungry? Lunch is ready. Please come down to dinner with me Tang Qing slowly sat up from the bed, her face pale as a ghost, set off the eyes of the beads particularly black. "Call Gong Heng to me." The young woman stood at the door, smiling at her, the smile without any emotion, like a man-made robot. "Call Gong Heng here. I'm going to see him now." Tang Qing tightly clenched his fist, staring at the strange woman in front of him, "is he here now? You call him here! Why, don't you dare to meet me when you do something like this to me? " The woman didn't speak. She was still a professional dimple. Tang Qing looked at her and felt a strong anger in her heart. She stood up, picked up the fruit plate and milk on the tea table and threw it to the door. She shrieked and yelled at her: "go away, don't bother me, get out of here! I know I'm useless. You can treat me as you like. No one will care what I think No one will... "
