"Fuck!" Murong Shang roared, thrust hard, and increased his speed, regardless of her resistance.

She fainted from the pain.

But the man did not let her go. Instead, he dragged her even more wantonly, from the bedroom to the bathroom, then to the balcony, and finally took her to the dining table in the main hall to have sex once.

Zhao Ruoshan was powerless to resist. She felt sore and swollen all over, as if she could suffocate to death at any time.

The lower body seemed to no longer belong to her. She stared at the ceiling blankly, muttering incessantly as she desperately wanted to live.

"Brother Murong, brother Murong... you are not my brother Murong, not..."

The man vented his anger on her in different ways, ejaculating on her again and again until dawn, finally turning over and lying next to her.

After a while, Murong Shang walked into the bathroom.

Zhao Ruoshan burst into tears when he heard the sound of water coming from the bathroom.

In the past, every time after sex, he would hold her considerately, kiss her, and murmur loving words.

Wait until she has rested, then take her to take a bath in person.

But now...

Do you really not love me anymore?

If you don't love me, just stop torturing me like this, okay?

My heart is already scarred...

He is her only relative in this world...

After a while, the man finally walked out of the bathroom.

Seeing her bright eyes open, the man leaned down and stroked her cheek, "Shan'er, do you feel good?"

But Zhao Ruoshan only felt scared. Murong Shang had never been like this before.

He was obviously smiling, but the smile didn't reach his eyes. That smile was more terrifying than hitting her.

Murong Shang waved his hand and ripped off the feathers on her body.

"You!" Zhao Ruoshan exclaimed and stared at him angrily.

"Tsk tsk..." Chu Yu admired, leaned forward, and looked at Zhao Ruoshan's body covered with pinch marks with fascination, "Shan'er, from now on, I will come back and sleep with you every night, okay?"

"don't want!"

She yelled, reaching out to pull the feather quilt.

The man's eyes were suddenly filled with coldness. He threw the feather blanket to the ground and touched her trembling body with his big rough hands, "Shan'er, do you know? The thing I hate to part with the most is your body. You are so tall."

-I’ve had orgasms several times, but it’s still so tight that it makes people crazy…”

As he spoke, he tied her body with his left hand, and quietly reached between her legs with his right hand, and inserted the liquid he had vented.

"I hate you, I hate you!!" Zhao Ruoshan lowered his head and shouted with almost all his strength, "Murong Shang, you bastard, I misjudged you!"

Staring at her eyes as if they were about to burst into flames, Murong Shang took out his right hand, touched the moist liquid on her face, and smiled evilly, "Zhao Ruoshan, we are each other, and besides, it was you who apologized to me first!!"

"

Zhao Ruoshan was too lazy to talk to him. She was covered in injuries, some from being choked by him, and some from being slapped when he was passionate.

When they were in the living room, he directly tied her limbs to the dining table with belts. Her wrists and ankles were already scarred, and the blood stains had even solidified.

The scarred body was covered with burning white liquid, which was the **** he had vented...

The pain in his body combined with the pain overflowing from his heart, but this time, Zhao Ruoshan did not cry.

She wiped away her tears and sneered with pale lips, "Have you... ever loved me?"
Chapter completed!