"Um?"
“I’ve met them before. They often change female partners. These people are all about sex, not feelings. Fortunately, they don’t have much to do with us.”
It's best if we never have any relationship!
Wen Shengsheng and Song Xianyin had a pleasant meal, and when they talked about her fashion show, Song Xianyin talked non-stop.
The final act will absolutely crush Anna Liu.
They had a great time chatting.
During the journey, Wen Shengsheng went to the restroom, and as soon as she came out, she was pulled to the storage room next door.
"Sheng Sheng, pretend you don't know me?"
Lu Shangchen held her in his arms.
Wen Shengsheng calmed down. Lu Shangchen had already discovered her, but had been pretending all along.
Her silence displeased Lu Shangchen, who pinched her soft breasts with a little more force.
hiss--
She glared at Lu Shangchen in pain, a look that pleased him.
“I don’t mind touching Sheng Sheng’s sensitive spots again; for me, those are the most beautiful memories.”
But for her, it was the most painful period of her past.
"Young Master Lu, now that you're back, let's pretend it was all a dream, and that we were complete strangers."
"I know Sheng Sheng very well."
He hugged Wen Shengsheng tightly and lowered his voice: "Can you feel it?"
Wen Shengsheng blushed instantly.
The smile in his eyes was like a slap across her face, constantly reminding her that she had once been their plaything.
“Lu Shangchen, I am a person, a living, breathing person, no longer a two-dimensional character in a book, and you don’t need to follow the plot!”
"Qin Hemian told you?"
Wen Shengsheng: "I'm going back."
"Sheng Sheng, I love you. You don't want to remember the past, and I can help you forget it, but you have to be with me."
"impossible."
He hugged Wen Shengsheng tightly: "Why? You still like Qin Heming?" Wen Shengsheng suddenly smiled sarcastically: "What makes you think I would like him? Besides, you are a rapist!"
Lu Shangchen's eyes turned cold.
He gripped Wen Shengsheng's waist, causing her eyes to redden in pain. Lu Shangchen sneered, "You know it hurts now? There's more to come!"
Lu Shangchen pinned her to the ground, lifted Wen Shengsheng's clothes, and bit her hard on the lower back.
"No...no..."
It hurts, it hurts more and more!
Tears streamed down my face uncontrollably.
Lu Shangchen glanced at Wen Shengsheng and said with satisfaction, "Shengsheng, this is the mark I gave you. You belong to me. I'll let you off the hook today, but if there's a next time, I'll make you pay."
Wen Shengsheng's face turned deathly pale.
After he left, Wen Shengsheng stood up, clutching her waist, her hands stained with blood. He was truly ruthless!
After they went outside, Song Xianyin exclaimed in surprise, "Sheng Sheng, what's wrong? Your face is so pale."
"It's nothing, I just had a bit of heatstroke."
Can you get heatstroke in the bathroom?
"The air conditioner is broken."
"Oh." Song Xianyin responded blankly. Wen Shengsheng wasn't feeling well, so she went home first.
Song Xianyin sent a message to Song Xianzhou.
After returning home, Wen Shengsheng took off her clothes and looked in the mirror, where she saw a clear, bloody tooth mark.
Wen Shengsheng clenched her fists, wondering how she could possibly get rid of them.
She lay in bed, falling asleep with unpleasant memories lingering in her mind.
I woke up again in the evening.
The doorbell rang.
Her eyelids twitched.
Soon, she heard the door open, and Wen Shengsheng got out of bed in a panic.
"Sheng Sheng?"
"Send the prefecture!"
Song Xianzhu carried his things into the bedroom. Wen Shengsheng rushed over and hugged him tightly. He wrapped his arms around her waist. Wen Shengsheng groaned softly. Song Xianzhu asked in confusion, "Where does it hurt?"
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