Before Jing Haohao met Liang Chen, although she had never experienced this kind of affair, she imagined it would be a beautiful experience in her heart, because at that time, she only dreamed of becoming Shen Liangnian's woman.
Now, she finally came to realize that, it turns out, all these things could still be done even without love. However, doing these things without love felt more like hell, like torture to her.
With Liang Chen's gradual physical invasion, just like the last time, Jing Haohao's hands tightly clung to the bedsheet, her teeth biting down hard on her lower lip, forcing herself to stay quiet and accept it.
Tonight, there was no moonlight or starlight, the night sky was as black as insoluble ink.
In the second-floor bedroom of the villa, apart from the man's heavy breathing, no sounds from the woman could be heard.
(Footnote 2)
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