In a cold and dark room.
“Da, da, da…”
There was a sound of eerie footsteps outside, which came slowly into the house through the crack of the door. Yuan Jiang slowly opened his eyes and found himself in a dark house.
The room was dark, the curtains were ajar, and cunning moonlight leaked in, spilling onto the white porcelain floor and falling onto the golden cage.
Yuan Jiang licked her lips nervously, remembering the man's dangerous whisper when he fainted, and suddenly looked out the door with anticipation and fear.
"Wife, you're awake." The low and hoarse voice was filled with joy.
Immediately afterwards, a slender hand with distinct bones holding a golden key slowly opened the door.
Click.
The gorgeous crystal chandelier illuminated the entire room, and the golden cage reflected the dazzling light. Yuan Jiang huddled in the cage, her thin shoulders slightly hunched. Her beautiful little face was pale, and she looked at him with tears in her eyes: "What are you going to do?!"
"You." Fu Xiaoheng curled his lips, locked the door, and strode to the front of the golden cage. His deep eyes were filled with morbid obsession: "Wife, I warned you."
"You were the one who couldn't do it first, so don't blame me."
Yuan Jiang opened her misty eyes and looked at him pitifully, as if she was very scared: "It's not that I can't do it, but Fu Ce is in the hospital again. It's not a good time for me to cancel the engagement."
"You're lying." Fu Xiaoheng sneered, opened the cage, walked in, squatted down, and lifted her frightened little face with his fingers that shone with the luster of white jade. His rough fingertips caressed her soft and tender skin. He raised his eyes and glanced at the clock hanging on the wall: "It's two o'clock in the morning now. Let's do it until ten o'clock in the morning, okay?"
Yuan Jiang's thick, long eyelashes trembled. She looked into his eyes, which were filled with undisguised possessiveness, and swallowed helplessly, "Yes, I will die."
"Calm down, let's have a good talk, okay..."
"Hmm!" She was blocked by his lips before she could finish her words.
Yuan Jiang bent her waist and tried to shrink back, but Fu Xiaoheng stared at her with his cold and sinister eyes, and then he grabbed the back of her neck and pressed her against him.
"Well……"
He sucked fiercely and vigorously, without any tenderness. Yuan Jiang felt a stinging pain on her lips. Just as she opened her mouth to scream, Fu Xiaoheng took advantage of this moment to sweep her lips and tongue.
His teeth gnawed at her soft flesh.
This kiss was like a punishment and a warning, rough and brutal, as if it was meant to torture her.
Let her feel pain, let her cry, let her sob and plead.
Twenty minutes later, Fu Xiaoheng mercifully let her go. She was limp like a puddle of water, and was held limply in the man's arms to prevent her from falling to the ground.
"Brother, please don't be like this, okay?"
"I'm so scared, you're so fierce..."
"Wife, you cry so much." Fu Xiaoheng slowly kissed away her tears, staring at her with dark eyes.
Her beautiful fox eyes were filled with tears, her fair cheeks were bright red, and her nose was also red, giving her a pitiful look as if she had been wronged.
Yuan Jiang showed weakness to him.
Fu Xiaoheng's Adam's apple rolled slowly, and his big hand reached into the hem of her skirt. His eyes suppressed a morbid madness and excitement: "Brother, sister."
"Didn't Fu Ce teach you that when a man wants to fuck you, the more you cry, the more he wants to fuck you hard?"
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