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Chapter 479 Always angry

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    When he is satisfied, if she can still stay awake, let her go

    Mingke took a breath of cold air, staring at the man standing by the bed with his hazy eyes, unbuttoning his shirt bit by bit, feeling an overwhelming feeling of uneasiness in his heart.

    "When he gets violent, let alone her current top-heavy situation, even if she is full of energy, she will not be able to wake up after being tortured by him.

    He can¡¯t be like this. After sending himself out, he can¡¯t want her so carelessly afterwards.

    How could she let him bully her like this?

    Watching him take off his shirt and then slowly take off his pants, she was angry and uneasy. She tried hard to climb down from the other side of the big bed, but her limbs were so weak at this time that it was difficult to even climb over.

    She finally slipped from the other end of the big bed. She supported herself on the edge of the bed and stood up with difficulty. When she looked back at him, he was still concentrating on taking off his pants.

    Ming Ke didn't dare to think about anything anymore. He stood up and was about to walk towards the door. However, his head was always so heavy. After taking a few steps, his body swayed and he didn't have time to scream. He was about to fall heavily to the ground.

    She closed her eyes, waiting for the pain to come, but what she hit was not a hard place, but Bei Mingye who walked up to her after unknown reasons.

    He picked her up and threw her back onto the soft mattress.

    After that, he walked to the door, locked the door, and then turned and walked to the bathroom. Not long after, the sound of rushing water came from the bathroom where the door was not even closed.

    Ming Ke felt dizzy for a while, but finally managed to pick himself up again, climbed out of the bed, and staggered towards the door, but his hand was twisted on the door handle for a long time, and he still couldn't find it.  Can't unscrew.

    The door is locked, but it can¡¯t be opened from the inside. What a broken lock!

    She was so angry that she slapped the handle. It didn't hurt the other person, but she gasped in pain.

    His little hands were sore and painful, and he couldn't escape from the room. If he waited for Bei Mingye to come out, would he really torture himself to death?

    But why should he torment himself?

    Stumbling back to the desk, I wanted to open the drawer and look for the key, but the drawer handle kept shaking in front of my eyes, dangling back and forth, and I couldn't even grab it.

    If she had known better, she would not have drank so much. Why did she have to drink several glasses of wine out of frustration? Now, her consciousness is still a little clear, but her limbs are completely out of her control.

    She was so dizzy that she could hardly stand steady.

    In the bathroom, the sound of the faucet suddenly stopped. Mingke was startled, as if she had a guilty conscience, and wanted to look back. But with just such a movement of turning back, her whole body went limp, and she fell directly onto Bei Mingye's usual seat.  on the chair.

    The luxurious chair is big enough, like a small sofa, and the name can be placed in it. The whole body seems to be sinking into it, soft, and like a cat that has always been docile and weak.

    She wanted to get up, but she really didn¡¯t have the strength. She managed to hold up half of her body, but suddenly her arms went weak and she fell back down.

    When Bei Mingye came out wrapped in a bath towel, what caught her eye was her struggling on the chair. Her slender body was trembling slightly. She wanted to get up, but she still couldn't find the strength.

    Too tired from tossing, she opened her mouth to gasp, her chest rising and falling, forming a beautiful landscape in his sight.

    ¡°If this outfit were torn off, I don¡¯t know what the scene would be like.

    He raised his lips, but did not immediately go over to realize his thoughts. Instead, he walked to the shelf, opened a new bottle of red wine with a screwdriver and poured a full glass of wine. He held the goblet in his hand.  Leaning against the table, he lowered his eyes and stared at her still struggling.

    This look is so pitiful and pitiful.

    "I'm not your man?" He raised his eyebrows, and the smile on his lips was still so beautiful. He raised his glass and took a sip. The scarlet wine stained his two thin lips, like dew staining flowers.  , indescribable charm.

    Ming Ke couldn't take his eyes away. Once he relaxed, his drunkenness started to rise again.

    She shook her head and hit herself hard, using a little pain to briefly clear her consciousness.

    It turns out that pain can have such good benefits.

    She felt happy, and raised her hand to hit herself. Unexpectedly, her hand reached into the air, and before she could hit herself on the head, a big palm had already clasped her wrist., forcefully pulled her hand back.

    "What's so good about being sober? It's better to be drunk and feel better." Seeing through her intention, Bei Mingye smiled slightly and took a sip of wine. Suddenly, a big palm fell on her chin, lifting up her palm-sized face.

    He lowered his head, captured her mouth with precision, and bit her lips hard with his silver teeth.

    Mingke was in pain and subconsciously opened her mouth. The wine in Bei Mingye's mouth was immediately poured into her mouth. He sealed her lips and teeth and did not allow her to spit out the wine. He sealed it all the way until she was forced to be full.  After swallowing a full mouthful of wine, he let her go.

    A wisp of scarlet wine slid down the corner of her lips and wetted the hem of her clothes. He lowered his eyes and looked at the red-stained clothes, his eyes dancing slowly under the light of the light.

    "The clothes are stained. How about I help you take them off." He casually put the cup on the table, leaned close to her, and placed his big palm on her collar. Ignoring her resistance, he pushed it hard on both sides.  pull.

    With a hiss, Mingke¡¯s thin top was immediately split into two.

    She was startled, gripping the torn fabric tightly, and hurriedly trying to protect her body, but Bei Mingye seemed to be addicted to the game. She protected her left side, and he tore her right side from her clothes and sleeves.  , the collar, he was very patient, tearing it off bit by bit, it was obviously a good fabric, but to him it was like a fragile white paper, torn to pieces casually.

    "No, don't do this! Bei Mingye! Go away, go away!" Mingke was frightened. The whole dress was torn apart between his slender, jade-like fingers. This man,  How powerful her finger strength was was beyond her imagination.

    Looking at the pieces of fabric being thrown down bit by bit, she turned pale with fright, fearing that she would be torn to pieces by him like these pieces of fabric.

    Although he was smiling, his smile was very cold. She knew that he was angry, no, he had been angry all the time. He had been angry from the moment she sat in Beiming Liancheng's arms.

    "Don't do this!" When his long fingers fell on her underwear, she immediately cried out in panic: "Bei Mingye! Nosir, no, sirah!"

    With this exclamation, he pulled off the sturdy underwear and threw it aside casually (remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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