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The author has something to say: I want to wash white. This article is not abusive, but actually quite warm. Don't be frightened by this inexplicable wedge-
Long hair flitted across a man's fingers like black satin.
She watched his fingers tighten and pull hard, and her eyes were colder than the blade.
"Ah ..." I involuntarily followed his movements and raised my neck. I look like a fish without water. I opened my mouth in vain and let those meaningless monosyllabic words pop up in the gap between groans, ambiguous.
"Bitch."
His voice was as clear, short and cruel as ever, and blew up his last feelings without leaving a penny.
The chest was kneaded without pity, as if to take away all her breath, and it became more and more fierce.
The severe pain made her long-lost eyes find a trace of clarity.
"No, I didn't ... this is ..." She gritted her teeth, more like a weak plea than a rebuttal.
"You are!" In anger again, he lost his rational control, and the man's action finally turned into uncontrollable rage. He tried to split her open and squeeze into her body, as if she were crazy, and his dark eyes were gradually covered with a layer of red mist.
But it is such a male beast dominated by hatred and confusion that it is still very beautiful. ...