Rebirth of the Giants: The Return of the Devil's Daughter

For Wen Xinya, the whole process was a physical and mental grind.

After the wound was treated, the doctor put on an IV for Si Yiyan, carefully instructed some things to pay attention to during the injury, and left the operating room.

And Wen Xinya's tense and suffocating heartstrings were also relaxed because of the slightly heavy sound of the slightly closed door panel, and suddenly found that her vest was dripping with sweat.

Only then did Wen Xinya realize that she was still wearing the dress she wore for the big banquet. The heavy and complicated dress was tightly tied around her body, and it was dragged heavily all over the floor. The stickiness mixed with sweat made her feel a strong feeling. The feeling of suffocation, the noble and elegant high bun on the head, the hair tightly raking the scalp, the faint pain, the indescribable tension, the magnificent and beautiful gold jewelry, at this time also felt so heavy, weighing on her Sore neck.

Si Yiyan looked at her snow-white face, which exuded a little translucent whiteness under the light, which was both breathtakingly beautiful and heart-wrenchingly fragile, so he stretched out his hand to hold her hand and said, "Flow After so much blood, during this period of time, Madam Lao, you have to work hard to take care of your husband's body."

Before his arm was injured, he drank the blood-enriching soup for half a month, and also enjoyed her medicated food for nearly a month.

Wen Xinya choked up and said, "I must make the medicinal food particularly unpalatable. In the future, as long as you get hurt, I will let you eat it, so that you will never dare to get hurt again." After finishing speaking, I felt that I was wrong Sure enough, he said "Bah, bah, bah, bah" for a long time, "I want you to never get hurt again."

This time he was hurt entirely because of her.

No, every time he gets hurt, it's actually because of her.

"Don't cry, your whole face looks like a little tabby cat." The little face was dirty, covered with mud, lined with the teardrops that slid down the cheeks, pitiful and indescribably charming, Si Yiyan's My heart softened instantly.He reached out and gently wiped the dirt off her face.

Only then did Wen Xinya realize her real embarrassment, she stared at her eyes full of water, and said with coquettish anger, "You are the cat, and your whole family is all cats."

Si Yiyan laughed.

Wen Xinya raised her small fist and wanted to hit her, but thinking that he was still injured, she was reluctant to do it, and stared at him angrily: "Don't laugh."

On the contrary, Si Yiyan laughed even more unscrupulously, and Wen Xinya was very annoyed by the unrestrained attitude that came out of his bones: "I told you not to laugh!"

Si Yiyan stretched out his hand and pulled her into his arms, turned over and pressed her directly under him, his movements were swift and violent, with an irresistible and irresistible strength.

Wen Xinya quickly stretched out her hand to reject it: "No, you still have injuries!"

Si Yiyan reversed Wen Xinya, let her kneel and crawl on the bed, and stretched out her hand to pull off the complicated and delicate straps on her back: "My arm is injured, and it does not affect the performance of my body."

Such a small injury, to him, was like a finger being scratched lightly by a knife, yet she made such a fuss out of a molehill.

Wen Xinya felt that her entire back was exposed to the air, and she was anxious and ashamed: "But you are still on the drip!"

In fact, the resistance in her heart was not that strong. God knows how much regret she felt in her heart at this moment. She rejected his courtship in the car before, but at this time... such a refusal to welcome is only because of worrying about his injury. .

"I'm injured, and I'm still on an IV, so baby, you have to cooperate with me." Si Yiyan has already pulled off the complicated dress on her body. Of course, because of the urgent relationship, that dress is expensive and unique in the world His dress had been torn into a mess, and the fragments of clothes on the ground were simply too horrible to look at.

Wen Xinya's rationality was shattered bit by bit, but her broken voice still insisted: "The doctor said, you must not do strenuous exercise recently, so as not to cause the wound to open..."

Si Yiyan's big palm gently pinched her soft waist, feeling her body trembling under his movements, he couldn't help laughing: "If you can't do severe sports injuries, then we won't be violent for a while. "

Wen Xinya racked her brains, and suddenly said: "But, I haven't showered yet, and I'm dirty."

What kind of excuse is this, Si Yiyan couldn't help laughing: "Don't worry, I must be dirtier than you."

There was still blood on his body.

For a moment, Wen Xinya seemed to be unable to find any other reason for rejection, and her mind was in a mess.

Soon, the two of them met each other.

When Wen Xinya's body was exposed to the cool air, it became extremely sensitive, and her rationality completely collapsed: "Yan..."

"Before I couldn't be a pair of ghosts with you in hell, now... how about we ascend to heaven?" Si Yiyan's body was stacked on her thin back, and he gently rubbed her smooth body with his own body. On Ruyu's back, her mouth was holding her earlobe, ravaging, sucking, pulling, biting wantonly, her rapid and heavy breathing slowly entered along her earhole.

"Okay!" Wen Xinya replied tremblingly, with a panting voice, with a tactful groan.

Si Yiyan's soft and wet kiss followed her ears and landed on her back. Her back was so thin that there was no trace of fat on her back. Her bones were well-proportioned and beautiful. The shape of her bones was as perfect as the art of jade carving. A pair of beautiful butterfly bones, when opened, are as gorgeous and beautiful as a phoenix spreading its wings, and when closed, they are as graceful and beautiful as a butterfly half-spreading its wings.

"Yan..." Wen Xinya crawled on the bed, her face was buried deep in the soft pillow, her beautiful hands kept twisting the bed sheet under her body, her body was trembling and tender, just like a girl hanging on a branch in autumn and winter. The soft and beautiful residual flowers are still beautiful, fragile, and stubborn, waiting for the coming storm.

Si Yiyan gently gnawed on her soft waist, and said in a vague voice, "I can't bear it?" Then his body overturned her back: "Then how can I bear it, what's next..."

"Don't..." Wen Xinya hadn't reacted yet, and then... the scorching heat that belonged to men, with unstoppable vigor, indomitable sharpness, and indestructible hardness, pushed her body away. In the fit, open the love.The prelude to desire.

The body position is not the uncomfortable stallion position, but the most primitive, traditional, and long-standing instinct of human beings.

When she was in a daze, she heard him ask her, "Do you like it?"

She instinctively replied: "I like it."

I really like it.

Si Yiyan also laughed: "I like it too!"

Such a primitive instinctive position can make him abandon all etiquette and shame, and indulge the man hidden in his blood***!

Yes,****!

There is a beast named desire hidden in every man's heart. Usually, because of etiquette and shame, he is bound under his clothes. Once he takes off his clothes, this beast will struggle and come out of the restraint, and turn it into a real action.