Chapter 125 Bed Curtain Grace Five

When you are full of happiness and are intimate with the person you like, you will have sex.

Because sexual intercourse is a straightforward way of expression, a direct hormonal reaction, and a natural instinctive behavior after the lack of words is overwhelmed by words.

What is little known is that in addition to being given the ability to express love, sex can also be used as a tool and a weapon to vent the pain that is nowhere to go, vent the targetless crying, and even punishment, and even revenge.

Having never experienced cold sex, nor helpless and desperate love, it only means that this is a person cherished by fate, and has never been defeated by the determination of being powerless to turn the world back or the heavy burden of suffering.

You can understand that you have experienced it for a long time, and you even know that when you are forced to the extreme by being overwhelmed by all kinds of indescribable ways, even the last means of escape are useless.

He was bold and arrogant and hugged people from behind, hoping to find a partner to share with him for the sorrowful crying, but he could not imagine anything else.

It’s not that I really hope to be comforted by the other side, but I just don’t know what to do.

It is not the case that we hope to seek help or confirm the situation. We have no clear goal and are just behaviors that we have done spontaneously.

You don't know what you want to do, maybe you just want to get closer.

Let me be alone for a while.The sound of a hard squeeze from the throat echoed in the empty chest cavity and overflowing again, sounding very tired.He threw his body into the bed and breathed a long sigh.

After standing there for a while, you made a wrong choice when you approached and chose one of two.So lie down and reduce your presence as much as possible.

Not sure how long I've been lying.

Outside was a nice and refreshing weather, with clear sky, grass and mottled trees, closed curtains were motivated by the wind, and fresh air poured into the house openly.

You felt a dead man and his funeral objects lying on the bed.

As soon as this thought came to mind, the dead man turned his head and asked, "Did you have no class in the afternoon?"

You thought about it and posted it a little more, don’t you do it?

Go to class.He sat up and turned his head to look at you.

You said no.

The other party paused, said casually, and got up and walked towards the door.

Or I will defect.So you said, when I go out and kill hundreds of people, you will be punished with death, you will be more fucking snacks, and you will be in charge of my life or death, right?

You immediately fell silent.Because I regret it after saying it.Because the eyes that were wide open when tilted over the face, and the eyes that were turbid and bloody.

He didn't say anything anymore, and when he lowered his head, he had already pushed the door open.

It’s all because the sun is so good, only tears are like silent rain lines that cannot be cut under the bright sunshine.

The burial objects lie in the tomb pit, relying on the warm sun that is poured over again and again, and it is impossible to accurately judge the scale trajectory of time loss.

So I don't know when the other party came back.

Lie down with your back to you, not taking off your clothes.You don’t have a long memory, so you lean over and hug me for a while.He turned around, his hairy head pressed into your arms,

I have to kill my only good friend Ah.He said.

Maybe it's a misunderstanding.You thought about it and kissed it on the top of your head.

I don't know, I whispered, just get closer, that's fine.

Finally, it's the morning.

You opened your eyes wailed and your eyelids were swollen and painful, and you were out of focus and blurred when you saw things.

My heart sank for a moment, as if I fell into a mud, and the bad feeling came back. The fragments that had been briefly returned to the right track were confirmed to be all soap bubbles that were broken with one poke.

pain.You roared as low as you could.

It was now dawn, and the bleak cold light fell into the room through the cracks of the curtains.How long did you sleep, two hours?You struggled to kick someone, and you were pinched to the base of your legs and screamed in pain.

There is no one living next door now, you can shout louder.I looked at you with my eyes down, and my mouth twitched, as if I was trying to squeeze out a smile.

But this hurts so much.

I was completely unaware of it and probably didn't do foreplay. If such a big thing is stuffed in, it will be difficult for the meat to grind, and no one will feel better.

You were sweating in a cold sweat, and your kicking was completely suppressed.

Please.Don't do this.In this way, won’t it return to the starting point?

His brows were crooked and his mouth fell down. He reached out to help you wipe the water all over your face, as if he was about to open his mouth but he didn't make a sound in the end.

The room was very quiet. Apart from the trembling and tiny sound of your teeth, there was only the friction sound of the curtains blowing.

Perhaps because I can't see clearly, I can hear more, like the sizzling sounds made when the red soldering iron is scalded, like the golden flowers of Mars ground on the side of the rock wall when a fast train is rubbed, like the pool of rotten meat torn and ravaged by the broken belly, and finally the sound of being thrown on the ground.

Save me Ah.

You can't say it, just sobbing and moaning.The genitals are gentle and obedient and moist, and they don't care about crying.