She knew what it was, so her little face changed from red to pale.
She didn't remember how many times he had done it, but she was sure that he did it deep inside her.
Ye Xiaotao took a few deep breaths, then bent down to pick up her pyjamas.
The pyjamas were torn and couldn't be worn anymore.
Her hands were trembling and she did not have any strength. He had tortured her too much.
At this moment, her small hand was wrapped in a large palm. Leng Hao picked up the men's shirt from the carpet and draped it over her body. "Wear my clothes."
"No!" She was so emotional that she hit his hand.
"Stop moving!" Leng Hao straightened her body and helped her fasten the buttons. "Be a good girl and put on your clothes. Otherwise, I will still want you if you are wearing nothing."
Ye Xiaotao stared at him with red eyes and forced out two words, "Savage!"
