The first person to notice the abnormality was Wen Ying, who suddenly woke up from a nightmare. Since she was forcibly restrained, the nightmare has been like a shadow. However, when she opened the door and witnessed the hellish terrifying scene by the lake, she would rather believe that she was still in her dream. The only feeling was: vomiting.
My feet were weak and I knelt on the ground and vomited heartily until my face was filled with tears, and the bitter smell of gallbladder filled my mouth.
She seemed to hear Ouyang Hui's scream behind her, followed by the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.
Zhang Hong stood in the door, his face hidden deep in the darkness, but two balls of flames kept beating in his eyes.
He doesn't care who died or lived. The only person in this world who can care about is himself, but blood awakened his beastly instinct at the same time.
In the past, he could always discover in advance when danger came unexpectedly that since he was dating with the two girls, he had been soaked in endless lust that he had passed by the god of death several times.
Oh shit!What's wrong with me?Sooner or later, if this continues, the game will be over.He thought in annoyance.
He sniffed the heavy smell of blood in the morning breeze, and his expression became more and more ferocious. He tied the two corpses to stones and sank to the bottom of the lake, then roared and drove the remaining three people back to the ground kiln to lock them up. After cleaning up the scene for a while, he disappeared into the forest.
This trip was a bit unusual. From morning to dusk to sunset, there was no turning around. None of the three college students had eaten any water, and could only sit and wait hungry.
After experiencing so many terrifying events, the three of them were all in a dim mood. In addition, the girls were wearing only a thin top, and they could not hide the boundless spring scenery in front of Zhang Zhongyu's eyes. They were even more embarrassed when they were hiding each other in the narrow cave. So they had their own thoughts all day long and remained silent.
Just when the college students were desperately thinking that Zhang Hongqi and the others were about to starve to death, the devil who was soaked and embarrassed all over was finally back. Naturally, he would not explain anything to these sex slaves. He threw a few dirty steamed buns in, then opened the door and grabbed Ouyang Hui's hair and dragged it out, pinched it under his armpit and slapped it away.
Listening to the crying sounds coming from Ouyang Hui along the way, thinking of Zhang Hong's unusual fierce and urgent appearance, Wen Ying felt sad.
The moon rises to the east mountain, which is more plump than the bend last night. It is like a pregnant woman's waist, slowly gaining weight. It seems that it is another fifteenth month.
I remember that when they entered the mountain, the moon was in ruins. In a blink of an eye, more than ten days passed. The days of these more than ten days of hell were longer than a century, and they were all in humiliation, fear and pain.
How did the proud and beautiful white swan in the past become a sex slave who was ashamed of being naked all day long, allowing ugly men to rape and scent all over the body?
She didn't dare to think, she was afraid to think, she could only hate herself, even more hating that devilish man.
She hated that she could not be as strong as Xinlian, and simply burned her to death. She was always forced to be impressed by Zhang Hong with violence when she was halfway through resistance, which led to greater humiliation. She hated herself forcing herself to smile in front of the man who raped her and willing to be humiliated. Even the most proud figure in the past became a target of hatred. If it was ugly, she would not let the erotic demon be like a maggot with bones.
Every time I think about it, I regretted myself, or I could not redeem my innocence even if I die.
Mom, my daughter will never see you again in this life.Wen Ying looked at the moonlight outside the fence with no tears, only blood, flowing in her heart that had been subjected to Lingchi.
He hesitantly put a hand on her show shoulder.
Get out of here.She said coldly.
The hand bounced up like an electric shock. She didn't have to look back at the master of her hand. She could imagine that she was embarrassed from his stuttering voice. Yes... Yes, no, I don't have it, I mean something else... I thought you needed to be comforted...
In fact, she regretted it as soon as the two words were rushed out. Zhang Zhongyu was a good boy and a good friend who could trust at any time. When many people laughed at his rusticity, she discovered his loyalty and aura wrapped in a simple coat by chance, and became friends. Later, she introduced her to her most caring girlfriend Ouyang Hui, making them a couple who fell below everyone's glasses.
Later development exceeded her own expectations. In Wenying's birthday PARTY, the drunk Zhang Zhongyu revealed his deepest voice. His favorite was Wenying, who has always acted as the guardian.
Wen Ying was very shocked at Zhang Zhongyu's confession, and her immediate reaction was that she slapped him hard. She could not tolerate any behavior that hurt Ouyang Hui. Zhang Zhongyu was never the type she loved, but for some reason she never hated this boy.
Fortunately, Ouyang Hui was not around at that time, and she was so pure that she did not notice the strangeness of the two people since then. Until today, the encounters of everyone have undergone such an unimaginable change...
It became dull again in the cave.
Zhang Zhongyu looked at the back of the jade man who was so close and out of reach, and his eyes were filled with guilt and love.
The moonlight squeezed through the slit and used the mysterious silver light to draw a beautiful outline for Wen Ying's upper body. No matter how you suppress it or how they cover it up, the tempting body of a woman can always make him unconsciously rise into heat, and his body will also have the reaction that normal men will have.
However, he was facing two women conquered by violence. God knew what kind of violent destruction had been carried on his body as soft as a willow?
As soon as he thought about this, he felt heartbroken, for his shameful physiological reaction and for not being able to protect his beloved woman like a real man.
So, time passed quietly in an atmosphere full of self-pity and self-blame.
Zhang Zhongyu suddenly sang in a low voice:
The moon comes out brightly, brightly woolly, I remember my sister in the deep mountains. The girl walks like the moon and clouds, walking in the clouds, and the river flows at the foot of the mountain and is clear and bright...
The graceful and moving melody was accompanied by the low and thick male voice lingering in Wenying's ears, and her heart trembled.
This is her favorite love song from the mountains. She once joked that she would marry whoever sang this song the best.
In front of her, she seemed to see that happy and carefree self. At the same seductive moment of the spring night, she dragged Ouyang Hui to listen to Zhang Zhongyu's affectionate singing and singing in her arms, as if she saw that affectionate self, and was watching the meteor shower on the hill behind the campus with Fang Wei's legs...
His delicate body trembled violently, like the leaves shivering in the autumn wind.Wen Ying turned her face sideways and was already in tears.
Hold me.She sobbed.
Zhang Zhongyu gently hugged her, like holding a precious porcelain, caring carefully, and taking good care of the bold and fierce Wen Ying, he had always been afraid of the bold and fierce Wen Ying. Only at this moment did he completely feel the unknown fragility of this completely collapsed and crying woman in his arms.
Perhaps only in such a special situation would she express her weakness. This is the moment he dreamed of waiting for, and it is also a moment he didn't want to wait for in his dream.
Forgive me, I didn't mean to hurt you.Wenying stopped sobing, her face still buried deep in his arms, and she said quietly.
No, it's me that's not good, I shouldn't...
Stop talking, Wen Ying straightened her waist, wiped away the remaining tears, put her hands on her short hair and combed her back. This posture was extremely beautiful even in the dim light, and she said softly: Am I beautiful?
Zhang Zhongyu couldn't adapt to her sudden changes for a while, so he sincerely praised: Beauty, as beautiful as a fairy.
If I were ugly, I would be fine.Wenying smiled bitterly.
Zhang Zhongyu was speechless, and could only silently hold her slender hands tightly, trying to convey even a small amount of heat to her frozen heart.
What happened next made him stunned. Wen Ying suddenly pulled her hand back, pulled up the hem of her T-shirt and covered it up. In an instant, a hot and delicate female body was opened in front of him like a dream.
This is not the first time he has seen Wen Ying's naked body, but every time he forces herself to turn her head and dare not blaspheme the goddess in her heart. She has never had a face-to-face date like now.
He turned his face in frightened, breathing hard, you, I...
I'm going to die, Wen Ying said calmly, and there was endless desolation under the calm. Anyway, it was the severity of flowers and willows. Maybe this is the last thing I can do for those who love me before I die.
I am not a despicable villain like Wu Hao.I love you and respect you. In my eyes, you are always the noblest and chaste.
Wen Ying's heart was filled with touching ripples for the first time. She picked up Zhang Zhongyu's hand and pressed it tightly on her soft breasts: Look at me.
Zhang Zhongyu felt dizzy, and Ouyang Hui and him were not as strong as blowing the oath under Zhang Hong's violent force. At that time, only panic and humiliation were left to him.
A woman’s most private body, and the body of her favorite woman, is like a pool of clear spring water flowing under his panicked palm.
Supported by this feeling of happiness, he was able to look directly at Wen Ying's deep eyes. There was no need to say anything. He had already understood all the pain, sacrifice and desires of women, and any language was so pale and hypocritical.
Maybe this is the last thing I can do for those who love me before I die.
They are all people who have no tomorrow. Perhaps only love can comfort each other's two broken hearts.
Big tears fell from Zhang Zhongyu's eyes uncontrollably. He hugged Wen Ying in his arms and kissed her wildly with all his strength. His two tongues were entangled with unwilling to be separated at all. All the emotions and desires were released in an instant. There was no grim smile from the demon on one side, no constraints of worldly morality, or even no thoughts. Only the rapid breathing echoed in the narrow cave.
The two bodies, which had suffered a hundred kalpas, were finally combined naturally.
This is the first time since the first day of entering this forest hell, Wen Ying has sincerely opened up all her female feelings to the opposite sex.
My feet were weak and I knelt on the ground and vomited heartily until my face was filled with tears, and the bitter smell of gallbladder filled my mouth.
She seemed to hear Ouyang Hui's scream behind her, followed by the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.
Zhang Hong stood in the door, his face hidden deep in the darkness, but two balls of flames kept beating in his eyes.
He doesn't care who died or lived. The only person in this world who can care about is himself, but blood awakened his beastly instinct at the same time.
In the past, he could always discover in advance when danger came unexpectedly that since he was dating with the two girls, he had been soaked in endless lust that he had passed by the god of death several times.
Oh shit!What's wrong with me?Sooner or later, if this continues, the game will be over.He thought in annoyance.
He sniffed the heavy smell of blood in the morning breeze, and his expression became more and more ferocious. He tied the two corpses to stones and sank to the bottom of the lake, then roared and drove the remaining three people back to the ground kiln to lock them up. After cleaning up the scene for a while, he disappeared into the forest.
This trip was a bit unusual. From morning to dusk to sunset, there was no turning around. None of the three college students had eaten any water, and could only sit and wait hungry.
After experiencing so many terrifying events, the three of them were all in a dim mood. In addition, the girls were wearing only a thin top, and they could not hide the boundless spring scenery in front of Zhang Zhongyu's eyes. They were even more embarrassed when they were hiding each other in the narrow cave. So they had their own thoughts all day long and remained silent.
Just when the college students were desperately thinking that Zhang Hongqi and the others were about to starve to death, the devil who was soaked and embarrassed all over was finally back. Naturally, he would not explain anything to these sex slaves. He threw a few dirty steamed buns in, then opened the door and grabbed Ouyang Hui's hair and dragged it out, pinched it under his armpit and slapped it away.
Listening to the crying sounds coming from Ouyang Hui along the way, thinking of Zhang Hong's unusual fierce and urgent appearance, Wen Ying felt sad.
The moon rises to the east mountain, which is more plump than the bend last night. It is like a pregnant woman's waist, slowly gaining weight. It seems that it is another fifteenth month.
I remember that when they entered the mountain, the moon was in ruins. In a blink of an eye, more than ten days passed. The days of these more than ten days of hell were longer than a century, and they were all in humiliation, fear and pain.
How did the proud and beautiful white swan in the past become a sex slave who was ashamed of being naked all day long, allowing ugly men to rape and scent all over the body?
She didn't dare to think, she was afraid to think, she could only hate herself, even more hating that devilish man.
She hated that she could not be as strong as Xinlian, and simply burned her to death. She was always forced to be impressed by Zhang Hong with violence when she was halfway through resistance, which led to greater humiliation. She hated herself forcing herself to smile in front of the man who raped her and willing to be humiliated. Even the most proud figure in the past became a target of hatred. If it was ugly, she would not let the erotic demon be like a maggot with bones.
Every time I think about it, I regretted myself, or I could not redeem my innocence even if I die.
Mom, my daughter will never see you again in this life.Wen Ying looked at the moonlight outside the fence with no tears, only blood, flowing in her heart that had been subjected to Lingchi.
He hesitantly put a hand on her show shoulder.
Get out of here.She said coldly.
The hand bounced up like an electric shock. She didn't have to look back at the master of her hand. She could imagine that she was embarrassed from his stuttering voice. Yes... Yes, no, I don't have it, I mean something else... I thought you needed to be comforted...
In fact, she regretted it as soon as the two words were rushed out. Zhang Zhongyu was a good boy and a good friend who could trust at any time. When many people laughed at his rusticity, she discovered his loyalty and aura wrapped in a simple coat by chance, and became friends. Later, she introduced her to her most caring girlfriend Ouyang Hui, making them a couple who fell below everyone's glasses.
Later development exceeded her own expectations. In Wenying's birthday PARTY, the drunk Zhang Zhongyu revealed his deepest voice. His favorite was Wenying, who has always acted as the guardian.
Wen Ying was very shocked at Zhang Zhongyu's confession, and her immediate reaction was that she slapped him hard. She could not tolerate any behavior that hurt Ouyang Hui. Zhang Zhongyu was never the type she loved, but for some reason she never hated this boy.
Fortunately, Ouyang Hui was not around at that time, and she was so pure that she did not notice the strangeness of the two people since then. Until today, the encounters of everyone have undergone such an unimaginable change...
It became dull again in the cave.
Zhang Zhongyu looked at the back of the jade man who was so close and out of reach, and his eyes were filled with guilt and love.
The moonlight squeezed through the slit and used the mysterious silver light to draw a beautiful outline for Wen Ying's upper body. No matter how you suppress it or how they cover it up, the tempting body of a woman can always make him unconsciously rise into heat, and his body will also have the reaction that normal men will have.
However, he was facing two women conquered by violence. God knew what kind of violent destruction had been carried on his body as soft as a willow?
As soon as he thought about this, he felt heartbroken, for his shameful physiological reaction and for not being able to protect his beloved woman like a real man.
So, time passed quietly in an atmosphere full of self-pity and self-blame.
Zhang Zhongyu suddenly sang in a low voice:
The moon comes out brightly, brightly woolly, I remember my sister in the deep mountains. The girl walks like the moon and clouds, walking in the clouds, and the river flows at the foot of the mountain and is clear and bright...
The graceful and moving melody was accompanied by the low and thick male voice lingering in Wenying's ears, and her heart trembled.
This is her favorite love song from the mountains. She once joked that she would marry whoever sang this song the best.
In front of her, she seemed to see that happy and carefree self. At the same seductive moment of the spring night, she dragged Ouyang Hui to listen to Zhang Zhongyu's affectionate singing and singing in her arms, as if she saw that affectionate self, and was watching the meteor shower on the hill behind the campus with Fang Wei's legs...
His delicate body trembled violently, like the leaves shivering in the autumn wind.Wen Ying turned her face sideways and was already in tears.
Hold me.She sobbed.
Zhang Zhongyu gently hugged her, like holding a precious porcelain, caring carefully, and taking good care of the bold and fierce Wen Ying, he had always been afraid of the bold and fierce Wen Ying. Only at this moment did he completely feel the unknown fragility of this completely collapsed and crying woman in his arms.
Perhaps only in such a special situation would she express her weakness. This is the moment he dreamed of waiting for, and it is also a moment he didn't want to wait for in his dream.
Forgive me, I didn't mean to hurt you.Wenying stopped sobing, her face still buried deep in his arms, and she said quietly.
No, it's me that's not good, I shouldn't...
Stop talking, Wen Ying straightened her waist, wiped away the remaining tears, put her hands on her short hair and combed her back. This posture was extremely beautiful even in the dim light, and she said softly: Am I beautiful?
Zhang Zhongyu couldn't adapt to her sudden changes for a while, so he sincerely praised: Beauty, as beautiful as a fairy.
If I were ugly, I would be fine.Wenying smiled bitterly.
Zhang Zhongyu was speechless, and could only silently hold her slender hands tightly, trying to convey even a small amount of heat to her frozen heart.
What happened next made him stunned. Wen Ying suddenly pulled her hand back, pulled up the hem of her T-shirt and covered it up. In an instant, a hot and delicate female body was opened in front of him like a dream.
This is not the first time he has seen Wen Ying's naked body, but every time he forces herself to turn her head and dare not blaspheme the goddess in her heart. She has never had a face-to-face date like now.
He turned his face in frightened, breathing hard, you, I...
I'm going to die, Wen Ying said calmly, and there was endless desolation under the calm. Anyway, it was the severity of flowers and willows. Maybe this is the last thing I can do for those who love me before I die.
I am not a despicable villain like Wu Hao.I love you and respect you. In my eyes, you are always the noblest and chaste.
Wen Ying's heart was filled with touching ripples for the first time. She picked up Zhang Zhongyu's hand and pressed it tightly on her soft breasts: Look at me.
Zhang Zhongyu felt dizzy, and Ouyang Hui and him were not as strong as blowing the oath under Zhang Hong's violent force. At that time, only panic and humiliation were left to him.
A woman’s most private body, and the body of her favorite woman, is like a pool of clear spring water flowing under his panicked palm.
Supported by this feeling of happiness, he was able to look directly at Wen Ying's deep eyes. There was no need to say anything. He had already understood all the pain, sacrifice and desires of women, and any language was so pale and hypocritical.
Maybe this is the last thing I can do for those who love me before I die.
They are all people who have no tomorrow. Perhaps only love can comfort each other's two broken hearts.
Big tears fell from Zhang Zhongyu's eyes uncontrollably. He hugged Wen Ying in his arms and kissed her wildly with all his strength. His two tongues were entangled with unwilling to be separated at all. All the emotions and desires were released in an instant. There was no grim smile from the demon on one side, no constraints of worldly morality, or even no thoughts. Only the rapid breathing echoed in the narrow cave.
The two bodies, which had suffered a hundred kalpas, were finally combined naturally.
This is the first time since the first day of entering this forest hell, Wen Ying has sincerely opened up all her female feelings to the opposite sex.
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