Her lips were soft and fragrant, like the jelly she had eaten when she was young.

Jun Mohan stretched out his hand to grab An Xiaoxiao's head, kissed her hard, and pressed her on the bed. His long black hair was scattered on the big white bed, like seaweed, carrying a mysterious temptation.

A hand with strong knuckles picked up a corner of her clothes, only to hear a "tear" sound, An Xiaoxiao's clothes were turned into pieces, revealing the beauty inside.The white and slim body was covered with a layer of bright red, and the body writhed helplessly.

A storm was brewing in the deep eyes, and Jun Mohan's body was attached.

"Ah, it hurts."

An Xiaoxiao subconsciously shouted, tears flowed from the corners of her eyes, and a seductive rose bloomed under her body.Jun Mohan kissed him in a strange way, with a hint of tenderness in his eyes, and said in a low and magnetic voice, "Good boy, it won't hurt in a while."

……

In the morning, An Xiaoxiao opened her eyes, feeling as if her whole body had been crushed, her head was so painful that it was about to explode, there was a burning pain somewhere, and her fair arms were covered with bruises.Memories of last night flooded into her mind, An Xiaoxiao's eyes were full of annoyance, before the man woke up, she cautiously got out of bed.

As soon as her feet touched the ground, she almost fell to the ground. Her whole body seemed to be torn apart. Cold sweat broke out on her forehead due to the pain. An Xiaoxiao took a deep breath and stabilized her body.

The pile of white rags on the ground was her clothes. An Xiaoxiao smiled wryly, so she had no choice but to pick up the man's clothes, tremblingly put them on her body, left a note, and ran away, even The man's face was not clearly seen.

Dragging her tired body, An Xiaoxiao returned home, and found a cold gaze locked on her. Her body froze for a moment, and when she looked up, she saw her stepfather Fan Guodong sitting on the sofa.

"Where did you go?"

"Where did you go?"

An Xiaoxiao's eyes dodged a little, but the bright red hickey on her neck made Fan Guodong completely furious, and she slapped her across the face.

"Snapped."

With the applause falling, Fan Guodong roared, "Bitch, you actually wasted the chance I gave you."

"Opportunity, drugging is the opportunity you said, then you really do everything you can."

An Xiaoxiao's head was buzzing, eyes were full of stars, Lao Gao, who had half of his face swollen for a moment, heard what his stepfather said, and turned back without hesitation.

"you…"

Fan Guodong's neck was stiff, his veins were bulging, and he tried his best to control his emotions that were about to go berserk, wishing he could crush An Xiaoxiao to death.

"You wear mine, eat mine, and now you can mess it up if you spend the whole night with Mr. Tang, why should I raise you as a waste?"

"Fan Guodong, you have to rely on your conscience. The surname here is Mei, not Fan."

"An Xiaoxiao."

Fan Guodong gritted his teeth, his eyes were scarlet, his voice raised a few degrees, and he looked at An Xiaoxiao with a ferocious face.

Mei Qing in the bedroom trembled uncontrollably when she heard this voice, and walked out obediently. When she saw the palm print on her daughter's face, a hint of distress flashed in her eyes.

Mei Qing directly knelt down, her trembling body stammered and pleaded: "Guo... Guodong, Xiaoxiao is just a child."

"Go away, it's all because of you, otherwise why would this bastard treat me like this?"

Fan Guodong kicked Mei Qing away. Seeing this scene, An Xiaoxiao hurried over. She ran over, helped her mother up, and asked with a choked voice, "Mom, how are you?"

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