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The man pulled her hands over and locked them above her head. Lin Qingshuang cried a little and bit Sheng Yixing's lower lip.
"Hiss" The sweet and fishy taste spread in his mouth. Sheng Yixing raised his head slightly and looked at the little woman under him. Her hair was scattered like a waterfall on the large bed, and a corner of her snow-white shoulders was exposed, which looked bright under the light. Extraordinarily beautiful.
Sheng Yixing took a deep breath, and the string of reason in his mind suddenly broke.
It has been a long time since he had such close contact with her. Even in the days after marriage, there was rarely any intimate behavior between them.
" There are only a handful of others, let alone tenderness or sweetness. This man doesn't even know what it means to cherish the fragrance and cherish the jade.
His overbearing kiss made the corners of Lin Qingshuang's eyes turn red, and her deer eyes were even more lustrous and pitiful. When her eyes stared straight at Sheng Yixing, there was no trace of warmth.
¡°But in the eyes of Sheng Yixing, this was a different story, which aroused his possessiveness even more, and almost made his proud self-control collapse.
Then, his eyes darkened, he pressed forward impatiently, touched Lin Qingshuang's face with a big hand, and then completely lost his mind.
"Ahlet me go!" Lin Qingshuang choked softly from below, and the dark ink color of Sheng Yixing above became a little redder.
She was a little scared and had no mental preparation for this matter. Lin Qingshuang closed her eyes, and then shouted anxiously, "Sheng Yixing, you are a qj!"
After saying this, she lay down almost in despair, biting her pink lips tightly, and two lines of crystal clear tears slowly slid down in her empty pupils.
During the years of marriage, she never felt any happiness in bed. No matter what the situation, men were always stubborn, and the feeling of being fucked hard by a bully made her a little suffocated.
Afterwards, Lin Qingshuang lay on the bed and stopped resisting, but did not respond at all.
There was no color in the empty eyes, and the muscular calves were particularly dazzling under the light, especially because Lin Qingshuang deliberately exposed that leg.
Seeing this, the fire in his heart dissipated, and Sheng Yixing stood up coldly.
He looked at Wen Nian, who was lying on the bed like a puppet, with a sarcastic smile on his lips, "qj? You are really sharp-tongued. Looking at you now, do you need me to remind you about what happened this afternoon?"
The deep voice was filled with endless indifference, and Lin Qingshuang could almost clearly feel the man's anger.
Her hands holding the sheets fell deeply into her palms, and tears fell silently from the corners of her eyes.
"You never believed me."
Lin Qingshuang looked like a broken doll, then a sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.
Sheng Yixing pulled his tie, buttoned his shirt, and walked away.
It wasn¡¯t until Sheng Yixing closed the bathroom door that Lin Qingshuang slowly stood up and curled up into a ball, just leaning on the head of the bed.
Look, Sheng Yixing is such a proud and dignified person. Even if she does something bad, she will stand up completely calmly. What about her?
She could only shed her tears and wash her body over and over again, but who would wash away her painful memories?
They have long ceased to be husband and wife, and Sheng Yixing never asked her how she felt or thought about it from her perspective.
¡°As long as he could do anything, they wouldn¡¯t be where they are today.