Chapter 46 Chapter 46: Twelve Hours Later, the Bed Sentence...
Pleading is useful.
Perance felt that Louis' hands began to unbutton his clothes, so Perance lowered his eyes and smiled.
If he had known that a few humble pleas would help, he would have done it long ago.
In front of the male insect, the dignity of the female insect is like a piece of paper that can be broken with a single poke.
It has always been like this. It has always been like this.
Even if there are many equal rights movements, deep-rooted ideas will take too much time to eliminate and resolve, and the current situation of more women than men cannot be changed.
To change one thing,
It’s really too difficult.
Perhaps, it is also very difficult to make a male insect that has no interest in you fall in love with you.
It even made Perrance want to escape from this fact.
He originally thought that he would never do such a thing for any male insect in his entire life, which made him look down on himself a little.
But the facts are already before our eyes,
It's all done.
It would be too hypocritical to find some high-sounding reasons for yourself at this time.
yes,
Even if it's just for this night,
That is also true,
It is a thousand times better than all assumptions and all fantasies.
Then, the sound of clothes rubbing against each other.
Perrance was still wearing the white suit, but soon the suit was no longer on him.
Louis, already dazed, was extremely hasty in his handling of Perrance's exquisite suit. Perrance's coat was suddenly torn off his shoulders by this sudden violence, and then his waistcoat was not spared either.
Then, the snow-white shirt,
Louis grabbed the collar with both hands without hesitation and pulled it outwards with almost brute force. With a crisp and decisive "snap" sound, the buttons on the shirt could not withstand the violence and broke one after another, scattering in all directions.
The hem of the shirt was also ruthlessly torn open as it made its final struggle against the metal clips tightly clamped on its thighs.
Perrance looked at Louis' face.
The male insect's expression was between urgency and struggle. He even bit his lower lip tightly. His eyes were confused for a moment, and then he struggled to regain clarity for a moment.
Anyone who saw it could see how impatient the male insect pressing on Perlance was, completely different from his usual image.
I heard that the more gentle a person is in daily life, the more likely they are to be rough in bed.
All the clothes were thrown randomly beside the bed, either piled up or scattered, like beautiful flowers blooming quietly.
It was all as Perrance had wished.
——The male insect stayed.
——Next…
After a few muffled groans, the bed sheet was pulled tightly by Perrance, and he was like a prey waiting to be slaughtered, with the fangs behind him biting his neck.
The male's sharp fangs pierce the soft and fragile gland.
That thin layer of flesh could not offer any resistance at all and could only be pierced. Without any struggle, it surrendered immediately.
The long silver hair was grabbed in the palm of the male insect behind him. Purance thought Louis would pull hard, but to Purance's surprise, Louis just held it tightly in his palm, as if he still had a trace of rationality to restrain himself.
In the bedroom, the expensive bed made a sound as if it could not bear the weight.
"Squeak—squeak—"
There were bursts of heart-pounding noises, the carvings and white paint on the foot of the bed seemed to be trembling, and the inlaid gold and silver trims were gleaming in the dim light.
The feeling of being marked is like being caught in a huge net, sharp and painful, rolling over the whole body, but the male insect's pheromone is the best painkiller. Just a little bit can make you addicted and forget the pain.
But what relieved the pain the most was the kiss from Louis.
Louis pried open Perrance's mouth and he sobbed but couldn't speak. All he could say was fragmented and incoherent sounds.
My head was in a mess and I was thrown into the boiling water and rolled around. I couldn't even beg for mercy, and every word I said was fragmented.
His nerves were all overwhelmed, and Perrance even wanted to curl up like a boiled shrimp, holding his stomach, but Louis opened her heart with a kiss.
Perhaps it was Louis's talent, or perhaps it was because Perrance had no resistance to people like Louis.
Louis could always easily control Perrance's joys and sorrows with a kiss, a hug, or a whisper, but what came in return was not fear, but a sweet desire.
Perrance was like a lost person enjoying himself in a dream, lying in Louis' arms, wishing he could forget everything at this moment.
If this is really a dream, it would be great if he could never wake up and surrender all the remaining control over his body. It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter.
For a moment, Perrance should have been thankful that he didn't have the strength to speak, otherwise he would have said some unbearable nonsense.
Now he wants to be loved again,
I want to say I can’t bear to leave.
I also hope that time will stay at this moment forever, and that the male insect's eyes will only be focused on me.
It was like a jade mountain collapsing and a pearl shattering.
Louis hugged Perrance's thin back tightly.
In that dim and claustrophobic space, two pheromones intertwined and collided wantonly in this small space.
They are entangled with each other and penetrate each other, expressing their deep obsession with each other, as if they want to absorb every breath of each other into their bodies, integrate it into their bones, and become a part of themselves.
"Perrance...Perrance..."
Louis didn't know what to say, so he just buried his head in the crook of Perrance's shoulder.
The female insect under him had clearly almost fainted just now, but her arms were still hanging on Louis' shoulders reluctantly.
Perrance trembled and shed tears silently and unconsciously. The tears sparkled in his eyes, shining like pearls, like a magnolia tree that had been ravaged by a storm and fell to the ground, but was picked up by Louis again.
Louis lowered his head, his eyes seemed to be a little clearer, and he looked at Perance's condition for a while with sweat on his forehead. His slender fingers gently stroked the messy hair on his forehead, and he leaned over and gently licked away Perance's tears with his tongue.
Perrance bit his lip, then opened his mouth and took a few small, difficult breaths. There were obvious tears in his eyes.
There was no strength in his hands, and his eyes were moist and bright, like a clear spring sparkling in the moonlight. He raised his cheek and rubbed it gently against Louis, full of attachment, with a flush on his cheeks.
The floating red is the most gorgeous, and the long eyelashes appear thicker and longer against the background of the floating red, as captivating as butterfly wings.
My heart was beating wildly in my chest, as if it was about to burst out of my body, and every nerve was trembling with excitement.
Even if everything is shattered at this moment, why hesitate?
The results of all this satisfied Perlans.
Except for the fact... that the male insect didn't love him.
I can't remember how much time has passed.
There was only the sound of continuous breathing mixed in.
Crackle.
Wood blocks flew everywhere and the place collapsed completely.
The bed board broke into several pieces and scattered crookedly on the ground.
"Well!"
Perrance covered his mouth and screamed, tears in the corners of his eyes, his eyes widened, and his face was flushed with shock. He pushed Louis, but Louis seemed not to care at all.
The male insect is only concerned with grabbing the prey in his mouth, pinching the prey's flesh and biting it with his teeth.
It seemed that the collapsed bed had no effect on Louis, just like a wild beast would not give up hunting because of the environment, and the hunters in the sea would open their mouths and swallow countless prey even in the face of huge winds and waves.
"The bed's collapsed! Ugh! Wait! Louis...it's collapsed! Change somewhere else!"
Perrance groaned as another tooth mark appeared on his neck.
Fortunately, the mattress I bought was very thick and soft, so I was not injured when the bed collapsed, I was just scared.
The mattress was thick, so it didn't affect anything that followed.
In the air, two completely different pheromones quietly intertwined. As time went by, the pheromone with the smell of Selaginella became stronger and stronger. With an almost irresistible force, it gradually penetrated, wrapped, and finally suppressed the fragrance of magnolia.
Declaring its sovereignty in an almost overbearing manner.
As time goes by,
It slipped quietly from the afternoon into the night.
Outside, the starry sky was a woven tapestry of stars, and all was silent, almost whispering. Inside, the scene was one of madness and chaos. The air was filled with countless emotions, intertwining and colliding in this small space, stirring up waves of suffocating emotion.
In this confined space, time seems to have lost its rhythm.
In fact, four hours had passed.
From five in the afternoon to nine in the evening.
After half a day, Perlance looked extremely disheveled. Sweat soaked his hair, making it stick to his forehead. A few strands of long hair were scattered messily on the bed, like an unfinished painting.
He was almost paralyzed, and he had shed so many tears that he could only breathe weakly. Sweat flowed down his beautiful neck, and his body was wet.
Her beautiful hands rested limply on the edge of the bed, her fingertips trembling slightly, and it was obvious that she had not yet recovered from the shock.
The bed was a mess. The originally neat sheets were now wrinkled, with several suspicious puddles of mess scattered on it.
Perlance's originally beautiful face now looked a mess, covered with crisscrossing tear marks, and her eyes were completely unfocused, not knowing what she was looking at in front of her.
The house was also very messy.
The bed collapsed, knocking over the bedside table.
The ground was littered with broken pieces of wood, a mess.
The air humidification system in the house is still working tirelessly.
Four.
This dosage is enough to last until dawn tomorrow.
The air always had that sticky, viscous feeling. Water droplets quietly gathered on the window glass, blurring the view outside, as if even the sight was trapped by this thick layer of humidity.
With every breath, one could smell a faint scent of medicine in the air. Thanks to the unremitting efforts of the humidification system, half of the four medicines had been consumed.
Half a dose left.
Moreover, the duration of the drug's effect is not just about consuming all the drugs, but more importantly, how long the remaining drugs in the room can take effect.
On the drug instructions.
The expiration time is four hours.
It takes a total of eight hours to use up all the potions, plus four hours for the potions to expire, a total of twelve hours.
That is, from 5 pm to 5 am the next day.
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