Chapter 927 You Are Not Crazy (66)

The ambiguous sound of water stains sounded in the silent room.

Shen Mubai was breathless from his kiss, and the big hand in her clothes was moving around. She felt like she couldn't resist anymore.

So I just gave up on myself and stopped struggling.

His hot lips slid down her chin to her neck. He Zeyu was not born to be the kind of warm man, let alone in this kind of thing.

Even if you are deliberately gentle at the beginning, you will unknowingly expose the ferocity and violence hidden in your bones.

Shen Mubai was not uncomfortable, but He Zeyu was too scary.

She couldn't help but sob and burst into tears.

Just as the patrolling prison guard was about to leave, he heard a strange sound. Although it was not loud, you could still hear it if you listened carefully.

He couldn't help but feel a little strange in his heart, and followed the source of the sound, finally stopping in front of Room 202.

The moment the prison guards arrived, He Zeyu quickly covered his body with his clothes, and his whole aura became violent, "Get out!"

In the darkness, the prison guard saw nothing, but he could guess what was going on inside. He opened his mouth and turned around in fear.

They have never been able to deal with this kind of thing, not to mention that the other party is He Zeyu.

Shen Mubai was almost frightened out of her wits. She could only hold on to the man on her body and shed more tears.

He Zeyu kissed her eyelids with a forbearing look on his face. He didn't take a breath just now and could only coax in a low voice, "Relax."

Shen Mubai wiped his tears and prayed softly, "He Zeyu, hurry up."

She felt extremely ashamed. She had never been so ashamed. This was a prison. Although it's not true, just thinking about it makes me feel ashamed.

He Zeyu clicked his tongue, raised her chin, and kissed her fiercely and roughly again.

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Shen Mubai fainted once during this period and woke up again in a daze, his voice hoarse from crying and his eyes swollen.

In the early morning, she had already put on her clothes, but the pain all over her body was really terrible.

He Zeyu is a man who, not to mention his unusual physique, is also gifted in that area. Shen Mubai felt that having sex with him once would be like losing half his life.

She was so tired that she didn't even want to lift a finger.

Shen Mubai couldn't get up, and she couldn't get up even if she thought about it.

At noon, He Zeyu brought her food.

Like a useless person, he has to be waited on to eat.

Shen Mubai felt that it was too embarrassing, but the culprit didn't even have any intention of introspection, so he couldn't help but glared at him fiercely.

He Zeyu glanced at her lazily and drew an arc of unknown meaning on his lips, "Don't look at me like that, Mrs. He."

Shen Mubai's face flushed, "Who is your Mrs. He?"

He Zeyu clicked his tongue in displeasure, pinched her chin, narrowed his eyes and said, "Seduce me, and you still don't give me a title. Do you think I can recruit you if I want?"

Shen Mubai was stunned by his shamelessness.

He Zeyu snorted and went to the bathroom. When he came back, he took off his clothes and lay down next to her.

Shen Mubai noticed the large and small wounds on his back and couldn't help but widen his eyes, "Who beat you?"

He Zeyu looked at her, with a mocking arc on his lips, "What do you think."