Balala the Magic Fairy

There was no expression on Shi Xiaolong's face and his movements were rough.

The clothes on Wu Jiaqi's body were torn apart with a "hissing" sound.

Facing this beast-like guy, a hint of excitement flashed in her eyes: "Bad guy! Can't you be gentler? Why are you so impatient?"

Shi Xiaolong listened to Wu Jiaqi's tender voice, and instead of feeling any pity, he felt extremely disgusted. He slapped Wu Jiaqi's face hard with his palm, and the crisp sound echoed in the room. A red palm print instantly appeared on Wu Jiaqi's face.

"This is what you deserve, Wu Jiaqi." Shi Xiaolong's voice was cold. Then, he slapped Wu Jiaqi again and again, making her dizzy.

Wu Jiaqi lay on a bed covered with torn rags, her hair disheveled, and she felt as if a giant beast was wreaking havoc on her body. Her body spasmed slightly under Shi Xiaolong's torture, and even her crying was completely buried in the sound of the strong collision between their bodies. Shi Xiaolong looked at her, but he didn't feel a bit of satisfaction in his heart.

When everything was over, Wu Jiaqi's body was red and blood was flowing from the corner of her mouth. She curled up in a corner of the room with empty eyes. Shi Xiaolong stood by the bed. Although his body was released, he still felt it was not enough.

Wu Jiaqi slowly stood up and walked into the bathroom.

Shi Xiaolong listened to the sound of the toilet flushing in the bathroom and said coldly: "Woman, don't you want my genes very much? Why are you so anxious to flush them away today? That means hundreds of millions of descendants. This is not your style."

Wu Jiaqi came out of the bathroom after a while, with mixed emotions written all over her face.

"Shi Xiaolong, do you think you can make me leave you like this? You are wrong. I will not let you go." Wu Jiaqi had a messy hair and looked ugly and miserable.

Shi Xiaolong sneered: "Let me go? Do you think I will let you go? You have caused me to be like this and made Lily never want to be with me again. Do you know how much I hate you?"

Wu Jiaqi was not angry when she heard this. Instead, she walked forward and hugged Shi Xiaolong tightly, her voice softened: "No matter what you think, I will not let go. Even if you treat me like this, I still love you. Xiaolong, I love you! Do you like to beat me? Then beat me every day, okay?"

Shi Xiaolong pushed her away forcefully: "Stop pretending, your love makes me sick. Pervert! You like being beaten? Dream on!"

Wu Jiaqi fell to the ground, tears streaming down her face. "I know I did a lot of wrong things before, but I'm willing to change as long as you can accept me."

Shi Xiaolong looked at her without a trace of pity in his heart: "Do you think it's possible? I will never accept a woman like you."

However, Wu Jiaqi did not give up. She still followed Shi Xiaolong every day, cooking and washing clothes for him, and silently taking care of his life.

Shi Xiaolong turned a blind eye to her behavior at first, and even deliberately made things difficult for her, but Wu Jiaqi endured it silently without any complaints.

Gradually, Shi Xiaolong began to waver in his heart. He recalled every detail of his past with Wu Jiaqi, and a trace of doubt arose in his heart, could it be that she really loved him?

Just when Shi Xiaolong was in a dilemma, Yan Lili discovered something unusual between them.

"Shi Xiaolong, are you still entangled with her?" Yan Lili asked angrily.

Shi Xiaolong hurriedly explained: "Lily, it's not what you think, I..."

Yan Lili interrupted him: "I don't want to hear your explanation, just do whatever you want."

After saying that, Yan Lili turned and left.

Shi Xiaolong looked at Yan Lili's back, his heart full of regret. Wu Jiaqi said, "Xiaolong, I am the only one who truly loves you. Leave her and be with me."

Shi Xiaolong was caught in a dilemma. On one side was Yan Lili, whom he once loved deeply, and on the other side was Wu Jiaqi, who was pestering him. He didn't know how to choose.