Chapter 691 God Said, That’s Your Soul 5

Without any technique, without any comfort, Mu Liang was like a raging beast, going straight to the point, her body sank into a warm and tight place, as if returning home.

He let out a long and comfortable breath, all the pores were opened, and he screamed for comfort.

Qiao Xia's pink cheeks were slightly red, she was shocked just now, her body was very sensitive, tears flowed from the pain, she pushed his chest.

"Get out, get out..."

He bullied her, even bullied her.

"Don't even think about it!" Mu Liang pinched her waist, hugged her up, pressed her neck down with one hand, and leaned back, "Move by yourself."

...

Qiao Xia didn't have any strength at all, she was limp and had no strength at all, and was driven out of her wits by Mu Liang.

...

"Take it easy, Ah Liang, take it easy..." She has a baby, and such a violent action will hurt the baby. However, in Mu Liang's ears, her protest turned into refusal and welcome, with no convincing power at all. No, there is no strength in the limp hands.

Mu Liang picked her up suddenly, left the bathroom, threw her on the bed, held her down from behind, and started plundering frantically again.

The emotions that were suppressed in the heart burst out.

She cried and yelled to be softer, softer.

He heard a word in a daze.

Pregnant.

Mu Liang suddenly had an absurd impulse.

Afraid of getting pregnant? He wanted her to bear his child.

She cried, she yelled until her voice became hoarse, but he couldn't hear it, there was only constant conquest and plunder.

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Qiao Xia finally fainted.

Qiao Xia was sweaty and sticky at night, but Mu Liang was too tired in the end, so she held her and slept for a while. When she woke up, the liquid was cold and sticky, which made her uncomfortable. He went to the bathroom to put hot water, hug her Follow Qiao Xia to go in clearly.

Her body was bruised and purple, with hickey marks, and there was a very clear bruised handprint on her waist, which was actually pinched out by him. The skin was extremely delicate. Mu Liang could see that her body was burning hot, but Qiao Xia was confused and didn't know what was going on.

She was so tired, Mu Liang smiled and kissed the corner of her eyes.

He remembered that she passed out at the end.

This scene is actually a bit familiar.

When he went back to change the sheets, he noticed that there was a little bright red blood on the sheets, not too much, just the size of a finger, Mu Liang was taken aback, did he hurt her?

She kept shouting for pain, telling him to be lighter.

But he was like a beast, plundering regardless.

Mu Liang took a deep breath, changed the clean sheets, and carried Qiao Xia back. He separated Qiao Xia's legs to check. The place was rubbed red and swollen, but there was no blood. When he touched her lightly with his fingers, her body curled up sensitively. After a while, his legs were close together, and he hugged the quilt pitifully and rolled aside, his voice was a little crying, "No, it hurts, baby..."

"Little poor." Mu Liang turned sideways and gently pressed a kiss on her forehead.

Qiao Xia's body was a little cold, and she voluntarily searched for a warm chest, rubbed against the quilt and turned over, hugged Mu Liang's waist, with a deep nostalgia on her face, those hurts, pains, cries, as if they didn't exist, just Like a docile pet, after being severely bullied by its master, it came to rub against its master's hand again. Mu Liang looked at her flushed face, rubbing her thumb gently on her fair face.

That delicate skin seemed to have a little fragrance.

Charming and deep.

With a deep gaze, he lowered his head and pressed a kiss on her lips.

"It turns out that I really loved you."

His body, so eager, so eager for her.

Men are surprisingly honest in this regard.