husband and wife marriage

The clothes were ripped off, and the snow-white and crystal-clear skin fell into sight. The beautiful body and attractive complexion all made people's blood boil!

"Song Yujing, you bastard!"

Chu Mu gritted his teeth and cursed, but his pink lips were blocked again, hard.

All of a sudden, his world was only left with the choking spicy smell and the strong smell of blood. Chu Mu could clearly feel the blood from Song Yujing's lips was still flowing out, and it all fell on his lips and teeth. between.

The bloody smell rushed at him, making him want to vomit. Song Yujing refused to let him go, and completely ignored his feelings. He took off his skirt completely and threw it aside.

Song Yujing's slightly callused big hands grabbed the small grape on Chu Mu's chest and rubbed it vigorously.

"Chu Mu, you are right, I am an asshole! Today I will do what an asshole should do!" While speaking, he tore off his clothes, revealing his muscular upper body.

He fell down and pressed his body tightly against his body.

His hotness is against his coldness, his hardness is against his softness.

He seemed to have released all the strength in his body, and he was so pressed that he couldn't breathe, and the free hand was still down.

"what--"

The sudden pain made Song Yujing groan, and Chumu actually bit him again!

Taking advantage of Song Yujing's inattention, Cu Mu bit hard on Song Yujing's shoulder with all his strength.

"Chu Mu, let me go." Song Yujing said coldly, as if coming out of an ice cellar.

Chu Mu didn't pay attention to him, he bit harder, as if all the strength in his body had been exerted, the teeth were embedded in his body, ruthlessly.

Song Yujing suddenly snorted coldly.

"Don't let go, don't you regret it."

While speaking, Song Yujing grabbed the last layer of fabric on Chu Mu's body and tore it violently, leaving Chu Mu completely naked.

Chu Mu closed his legs tightly, as if this was his last resistance, and the force in his mouth became heavier, as if to bite him through.

Song Yujing's amber eyes were stained with blood, a terrible blood color: "Heh—" he suddenly laughed, "Chu Mu, if you don't let go, then I'll be impolite."

"no, do not want!"

Chu Mu finally let go of Song Yujing, and desperately reached out to push him.

"No?" Song Yujing sneered, "It's too late!"

Song Yujing grabbed Chumu's hands at once, pushed them back, and held them together with one hand, so that they could not move, and his legs were firmly pressed by his two legs No matter how hard Chu Mu struggled, it was useless.

On Song Yujing's shoulder, bright red blood continuously flowed out, dripping on his body, and falling on that snow-white skin, like red plum blossoms blooming on the top of a mountain, which made people want to pick them.

But what is even more attractive is the beautiful bud on Chu Mu's chest, which is pink and tender, with an incomparably fragrant fragrance.

Song Yujing stretched out his finger, clamped it between his index finger and middle finger, and pulled it out fiercely, causing him to cry out in pain.

"Song Yujing, stop!" Chu Mu roared hoarsely, looking at him coldly, full of anger and resentment.

"Humph--"

Song Yujing snorted coldly and said, "Chumu, I can stop if you want, please beg me!"

"Humph--"

There was another cold snort, this time it was not from Song Yujing, but from Chu Mu.

"Why did I ask you! Song Yujing, don't you know that you are committing a crime?"

"Don't worry, I won't leave evidence!" Song Yujing also sneered, his eyes were full of murderous intent!

This man is really stubborn!

Will he die if he begs?

Song Yujing didn't really intend to do something inhumane, he was just so angry that he wanted to scare him, but he didn't expect this man to still refuse to back down!

"Whatever you want." Chu Mu had completely lost the strength to resist. He knew that he was no match for Song Yujing at all. He was tired, really tired, physically and mentally exhausted...

"Then I won't be polite!" Song Yu became anxious, what does this man mean by this!

Chumu seemed to be desperate, and he didn't seem to care about anything anymore. He simply stopped all movements, lay flat on the sofa, and squinted at him: "Song Yujing, whatever you want! Anyway, it's nothing more than that. Since I can't resist, I will Enjoy it, I hope your technique is not too bad..."

He just lay there, no longer struggling, no longer shouting, and there was a weird smile on the corner of his mouth, mocking, as if mocking a clown.

"Song Yujing, why haven't you started? Don't tell me, you can't do it before you start?"

"Chu, Mu!"

He bit his name coldly, looked at him incredulously, with a strange expression on his face...

But he smiled at him, leisurely:

"Song Yujing, can you do it? If you can still do it, start quickly. I'll take the time to see how long you can last at a time. By the way, I will feed back the data to Professor Du Pont of your medical school, and earn some pocket money. You can also get prizes if you need them, and he recently held a data collection prize event for the launch of new products."

Song Yujing looked at Chu Mu in disbelief, and looked at his indifferent and elegant but ironic smile, for some reason, he thought that he had been stabbed by something, as if he had received a huge insult.

"Chu Mu, you are so disgusting!"

He finally let go of him, got up, put on his clothes, left such a sentence, and left without looking back.

With a "bang--", the door was slammed shut by Song Yujing.

Indoors, a mess.

Kumu heaved a long sigh of relief, put away his smile, relieved, after that, the whole person seemed to be paralyzed, lying on the sofa powerlessly, looking at the ceiling, his dark eyes were dazed and lifeless, as if the whole person was in a daze Yes, even the soul is out of the body.

I don't know how long it took before he finally stood up from the sofa. The pink and purple dress on the ground was messed up by Song Yujing. I don't even have the energy to frown.

He bent down with difficulty, picked up his clothes, and stepped on the cold ground with bare feet, but he didn't feel cold.

Chu Mu was exhausted. The distance from the living room to the bathroom was only a few meters, but he walked for 5 minutes. When he entered the bathroom, he felt like he was about to fall apart.

He turned on the faucet, poured hot water into the bathtub, and soaked his whole body in it.

Steaming hot water flooded his body, relieving the soreness of his bones and muscles. He leaned weakly in the bathtub, looked down at the slowly rising heat, and the blue and red marks on his body. He suddenly felt his eyes were very sore acid……

The pent-up depression seemed to erupt at this moment, those beautiful black eyes were filled with tears, so many, but they were all hanging in his eye sockets with difficulty, and he refused to let them fall.

Do not!

Chu Mu, you must be strong!

No matter what grievances you suffer, no matter what difficulties you encounter, you have to persevere!

If you fall, then... who can save you!

Since childhood, you have been different from others...

You can only rely on yourself!

Haven't you gotten used to it over the years?

When you were bullied by others, did you cry?

When you first arrived in the United States, you encountered all kinds of difficulties, all kinds of stares, and the ridicule, cynicism, and conspiracy of those jealous people... Have you ever cried?

No!

You never have!

Because you know that tears are useless, and no one will see your tears!

Chu Mu, you have to hold on, hold on by yourself!

Can't cry!

Never cry!

Take a good shower, then go back to your room, and have a good sleep. Tomorrow, you still have to struggle and move forward!

Because you are 楮木, because you have no support, you must be strong!

Chu Mu raised his head and looked at the ceiling above which was filled with water droplets from the hot water, as if as long as he raised his head and looked up like this, the tears would flow back...