My body trembled a little, my heart was floating, my wife's moans kept calling me. I hesitated, for some reason, I actually wanted to go over, but I was afraid that I could not bear it after seeing it.
Standing blankly, looking at the door of the room with a shiny light, it seemed to be nailed to the ground, unable to leave or get close to it
The demon sound was getting heavier and heavier, and I was less and less able to control myself. I was bewitched by it, and I was controlled by it and approached the door without control. My heartbeats very quickly. I felt that there was a fierce demon in the room. As long as I walked in, I would rush out and swallow me.
But I still couldn't control myself, nor could I control the floating heart, walking to the door. The crack in the door was very small and I couldn't see clearly. I trembled with my hands and tried to push it a little bit. I repeated this several times, afraid of seeing it, and even more afraid of being seen.
After all, I couldn't defeat the curiosity in my heart. I gently touched the door with the sound that echoed in my ears and slowly pushed it open. The gap was much bigger and I didn't even dare to breathe. I felt like a voyeur, constantly scolding myself in my heart, and I still couldn't resist the temptation. I approached the crack of the door and peeked into the dark world.
The room was very bright, and the window was in the past. I adjusted my vision and saw that the bed next to me was not sure who was thinking. The lights in the room were on, and it was probably Zhou Cang, because even at home, my wife didn't like it to be too bright when she was having fun.
When I saw the situation on the bed clearly, I felt like I fell off a cliff and fell into darkness, as if I was really swallowed by a demon in one bite. There was nothing else except endless darkness.
The quilt on the bed had already slid to the ground, but no one cared about it. Both of them were fully involved in this war. The wife seemed to have completely lost herself, her legs were placed on Zhou Cang's arms. As Zhou Cang moved, she shook weakly. Only when she heard the pain in her mouth when she was hit, she knew that she was still awake.
Zhou Cang had no intention of pity at all. He supported his hands on the bed, as if he was doing push-ups. The impact force was very strong. Every time he hit, he would hit the mattress and bounce back and forth several times. His wife was like a grass in a storm, swaying and unable to settle down.
Every time Zhou Cang hits, it is like holding a big hammer, hitting hard on my heart, making me tremble from my body to my soul. I can’t live my wife’s response even more makes me unable to let go. My heart is like being pierced by countless pointed cones, only piercing a small hole at a time, and blood slowly flows out along the small hole, and it flows away bit by bit.
After participating a few times, I thought I had let go and would not care about this kind of thing, but I was completely wrong. When this picture really appeared in front of me, few people could truly let go. Anyway, at this moment, my heart could not calm down.
Zhou Cang's invasion became more and more fierce. From time to time, he looked at his wife, and roared and said something. His wife's scream became more and more intoxicated, turning into screams, but it sounded in my ears. The scream seemed to become painful and miserable.
Zhou Cang usually peeks into his wife's body. I have noticed it before, but I have never carefully understood that he is greedy for Mu Xinru today, so I accept it silently. Suddenly I feel that this is retribution. Even if I hate and suffer, I don't have the courage to rush in at this moment, because that will not only make myself and Zhou Cang look ugly, but also make my wife unable to face herself in the future.
I could no longer read, I turned around angrily and wanted to read a book. I almost rushed back to the room. The door was thrown away by me. I closed the door on the bed with a loud sound. Mu Xinru, who was not sure what was going on, rushed over and grabbed her legs. She pulled it under her body without any precaution. She was so scared that she exclaimed. It wasn't why I was like this, and she looked at me with some fear.
I was no longer in the mood to pay attention to her feelings. I pinched her hands and pressed them under my legs, helped her legs up, and put them on my shoulders. Her hands were pressed, as if they were locked, completely restrained.
I pressed down hard, and she was pressed into a bow shape, and her legs almost touched the pillow, and her face showed a look of pain. Fortunately, the battle had just happened, and her soft body had not fully recovered. If she had happened like this at the beginning, it would probably be difficult and she would feel more pain.
My heart is in darkness, I just want to vent and take revenge, I can't see her pain at all, helpless
Standing blankly, looking at the door of the room with a shiny light, it seemed to be nailed to the ground, unable to leave or get close to it
The demon sound was getting heavier and heavier, and I was less and less able to control myself. I was bewitched by it, and I was controlled by it and approached the door without control. My heartbeats very quickly. I felt that there was a fierce demon in the room. As long as I walked in, I would rush out and swallow me.
But I still couldn't control myself, nor could I control the floating heart, walking to the door. The crack in the door was very small and I couldn't see clearly. I trembled with my hands and tried to push it a little bit. I repeated this several times, afraid of seeing it, and even more afraid of being seen.
After all, I couldn't defeat the curiosity in my heart. I gently touched the door with the sound that echoed in my ears and slowly pushed it open. The gap was much bigger and I didn't even dare to breathe. I felt like a voyeur, constantly scolding myself in my heart, and I still couldn't resist the temptation. I approached the crack of the door and peeked into the dark world.
The room was very bright, and the window was in the past. I adjusted my vision and saw that the bed next to me was not sure who was thinking. The lights in the room were on, and it was probably Zhou Cang, because even at home, my wife didn't like it to be too bright when she was having fun.
When I saw the situation on the bed clearly, I felt like I fell off a cliff and fell into darkness, as if I was really swallowed by a demon in one bite. There was nothing else except endless darkness.
The quilt on the bed had already slid to the ground, but no one cared about it. Both of them were fully involved in this war. The wife seemed to have completely lost herself, her legs were placed on Zhou Cang's arms. As Zhou Cang moved, she shook weakly. Only when she heard the pain in her mouth when she was hit, she knew that she was still awake.
Zhou Cang had no intention of pity at all. He supported his hands on the bed, as if he was doing push-ups. The impact force was very strong. Every time he hit, he would hit the mattress and bounce back and forth several times. His wife was like a grass in a storm, swaying and unable to settle down.
Every time Zhou Cang hits, it is like holding a big hammer, hitting hard on my heart, making me tremble from my body to my soul. I can’t live my wife’s response even more makes me unable to let go. My heart is like being pierced by countless pointed cones, only piercing a small hole at a time, and blood slowly flows out along the small hole, and it flows away bit by bit.
After participating a few times, I thought I had let go and would not care about this kind of thing, but I was completely wrong. When this picture really appeared in front of me, few people could truly let go. Anyway, at this moment, my heart could not calm down.
Zhou Cang's invasion became more and more fierce. From time to time, he looked at his wife, and roared and said something. His wife's scream became more and more intoxicated, turning into screams, but it sounded in my ears. The scream seemed to become painful and miserable.
Zhou Cang usually peeks into his wife's body. I have noticed it before, but I have never carefully understood that he is greedy for Mu Xinru today, so I accept it silently. Suddenly I feel that this is retribution. Even if I hate and suffer, I don't have the courage to rush in at this moment, because that will not only make myself and Zhou Cang look ugly, but also make my wife unable to face herself in the future.
I could no longer read, I turned around angrily and wanted to read a book. I almost rushed back to the room. The door was thrown away by me. I closed the door on the bed with a loud sound. Mu Xinru, who was not sure what was going on, rushed over and grabbed her legs. She pulled it under her body without any precaution. She was so scared that she exclaimed. It wasn't why I was like this, and she looked at me with some fear.
I was no longer in the mood to pay attention to her feelings. I pinched her hands and pressed them under my legs, helped her legs up, and put them on my shoulders. Her hands were pressed, as if they were locked, completely restrained.
I pressed down hard, and she was pressed into a bow shape, and her legs almost touched the pillow, and her face showed a look of pain. Fortunately, the battle had just happened, and her soft body had not fully recovered. If she had happened like this at the beginning, it would probably be difficult and she would feel more pain.
My heart is in darkness, I just want to vent and take revenge, I can't see her pain at all, helpless
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