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Song Ling pressed her lips tightly and said nothing, does she love her?

Looking at her silent expression, Shen Zhao suddenly smiled, with helplessness and exhaustion in his smile, and whispered slowly: "Is it my appearance, or what?" She thought it was funny, "A person like you would also like my appearance .”

She is not beautiful, at best she is handsome.

Compared to Song Ling herself, there is probably no one in this world who can call herself a beauty in front of her.

She didn't understand that such a person would actually fall in love with herself, whom she had never met before.

She didn't expect that the plot that only appeared in dog blood novels would suddenly happen to her one day.

Song Ling didn't speak, and her expression became silent.

This absurd incident was personally led by her, but she couldn't let anyone know about it.

I do not know when, the relationship has already changed.

Song Ling changed from active to passive.

Shen Zhao approached her on purpose, put one hand on her seat, faced her face, only half a finger away, she blinked her eyelashes lightly, deliberately seduced her, raised her eyes and stared at her eyes, a moment later She felt that the person in front of her was breathing heavily, so she suddenly slapped her head and said: "You are actually just a superficial person, what right do you have to talk about others, how do you understand other people's difficulties and struggles?"

Song Ling condensed her lips that were half-frozen in the air, listening to her sarcasm, all lust, desire and heartbeat stopped abruptly at this moment.

She was played.

Song Ling raised her hand and pressed the back of her head, forcing her to face herself. She kissed her lips fiercely and bit her with her lips and teeth, until she tasted the fishy and salty taste in her mouth, and then suddenly stopped.

She held her face with both hands, pressed against her forehead, and said softly, with helplessness in her voice, "Do you really hate me that much?"

Forced to meet her gaze, Shen Zhao was suddenly stunned for a moment.

Does she hate her?

If only a few months ago, she would have said yes without hesitation.

At this moment, it should be true, but for some reason, she pressed her lips together tightly, and suddenly couldn't say a word.

She rushed here from Tingcheng in the heavy snow, and she didn't know how many places she searched. There was no way to contact her, but she found her in a dark and deserted park.

The snowflakes were flying, the moment she watched Song Ling rushing over, she admitted that she had a heartbeat at that moment.

But what is such a heartbeat?

Is it a kind of betrayal?

In this forced relationship, she would actually be moved for a moment.

That was the only self-esteem she should insist on as a human being, but at that moment, cracks appeared.

Song Ling stared at the person in front of her and didn't wait for her answer, but that expression had already told her the answer.

She let go of her, and the down jacket on her body had already slipped and fell to the ground while struggling. She suddenly raised her hand to start the car, reversed the car, stepped on the accelerator, and the car rushed out in an instant.

Shen Zhao was knocked against the back chair, she shouted in fright: "Song Ling, what are you doing?! Stop!"

It snowed heavily for a whole night, and the road had already turned into thin ice. Shen Zhao could even feel the car slipping.

Song Ling stepped on the gas pedal and said in a deep voice, "Don't you want to die, I will help you!"

"Song Ling, you lunatic, stop quickly!" Shen Zhao looked at the person beside him who suddenly became angry with embarrassment on his face.

The car got on the elevated, and she drove the car very fast, Shen Zhao tightly held the handle of the roof, not daring to provoke her anymore, without saying a word.

Ten minutes later, the car got off the elevated road and rushed down at a fast speed. The road was so slippery that the car couldn't stop at all. There was a red light ahead, but Song Ling didn't have the slightest intention to brake. She rushed over and ran into a red light. lamp.

Shen Zhao turned to look at Song Ling in disbelief, her heart rate soared, she tried to stabilize her emotions, and said softly: "Song Ling... let's stop first, stop, shall we?"

Because of the weight and inertia, Song Ling did not continue to step on the accelerator, and the speed of the car gradually slowed down, but a thin layer of ice had already formed on the ground, and the tires slipped on the ice, so the brakes could not be easily stepped on.

The car has arrived in the urban area, bypassing Yuetang Street is the villa area.

Turning into the villa area, Song Ling slammed on the brakes, the car couldn't stop due to inertia, and hit the wall outside the courtyard at the entrance, making a bang.

Shen Zhao curled up his whole body, feeling the tightness of the seat belt on his chest, he fell forward, was pulled back, and was used to sitting on the seat.

The car finally stopped, and Shen Zhao sat there, staring at the front with a dumbfounded expression. The whole person was terrified, and he didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

Song Ling unfastened her seat belt, pulled the car door to the other side, and dragged the person out. Shen Zhao was frightened and her eyes were full of fear. She looked up at Song Ling tremblingly, "You...you What are you going to do?"

Song Ling's face was ugly, and the anger in her eyes was accumulated to the extreme.She didn't speak, and dragged him out with one hand. Shen Zhao grabbed the car door and held it tightly.

"Song Ling, I...I didn't hate you, I didn't..."

Shen Zhao knew that she had just angered Song Ling.

Song Ling looked at her with her dark eyes. At such a moment, she would still say these words, but whether it was the truth or a lie has long been meaningless.

This time, Song Ling did not soften her heart.

It was because she indulged Shen Zhao too much that she asked a substitute to mock her and humiliate her, obviously she was the one who controlled everything.

Song Ling grabbed her wrist with one hand, leaned on the car door with the other hand, stared at her sharply, and said coldly, "Let go."

Shen Zhao gripped the car door tightly with his fingers and did not move.

Song Ling frowned, and the hand holding the car door suddenly slammed it shut hard. Seeing that she was about to pinch her fingers, Shen Zhao withdrew her hand in a panic, and Song Ling pulled him directly into the room.

Opening the door, the down jacket was thrown on the carpet. Song Ling dragged her to the upstairs room, slumped heavily on the bed, then leaned over and pressed her down, reaching out to take off her clothes.

Shen Zhao was so frightened that he struggled to push her away. She stared into her eyes, her jaw was trembling nervously, and she trembled, "Song Ling, you are raping."

Song Ling stopped what she was doing, and was stunned for a moment when she heard her words. After a while, she suddenly smiled.

She supported her side with one hand, pinched her chin with the other hand, and mocked: "Shen Zhao, you think too highly of yourself."

Shen Zhao caught a glimpse of the corner of her mocking lips, she squinted at her eyes, in those eyes, she saw herself who was losing all dignity at the moment.

Everything showed that all the excitement tonight was just a joke.

At this moment, the last thing she could think of was to escape.

But before she could struggle, she was imprisoned by Song Ling.

Her knees were in an awkward position, making her waist immobile.Breathing also became short, and Shen Zhao suddenly became frightened.

Song Ling grabbed her hands with one hand, pressed them above her head, and forced her.

She leaned down to kiss her, the corners of her mouth curled up slightly, as if she was becoming angry from embarrassment, she smiled instead: "Surface, so what if it's just appearance? You have no room to refuse."

Her kiss fell, covering her overwhelmingly, Shen Zhao turned his head to avoid her touch.The heart was pounding, even Song Ling could feel it.

Song Ling was stunned, feeling sour in her heart.She lowered her head to hold her earlobe and chewed it carefully.

With the meaning of punishment.

Shen Zhao's body reacted instinctively. Although it was embarrassing, she had to admit that Song Ling knew all the sensitivities of her body well.

She couldn't restrain the trembling all over her body, her body was familiar, even though she didn't want to admit it, but her body was out of her control, and she recognized Song Ling one step ahead of her heart.

Song Ling's body was cold and sticky with wetness.

I don't know how long it took, the wetness turned into sweat, and the coldness turned into hotness.

Song Ling's arms were sore and limp, and she was lying on her body. The joy caused the cold war to disappear for a short time. Under the fingertips was the soft skin with a smooth touch, which was incomparable to any kind of precious silk.

Shen Zhao lay there, with crimson ruddy on his neck and chest.Shortness of breath, with plump ups and downs.Song Ling buried her head in the hollow of her neck, her lips gently touched and kissed her, with tenderness and care that she hadn't even noticed.

"Say you love me." Song Ling closed her eyes, her voice was hoarse and hoarse only after lust.

Shen Zhao was so tired that she couldn't lift her eyelids, she was weak and weak, she practiced for two days in a row, plus she was on a business trip today, and now she was tortured to death by Song Ling, her body was already exhausted.

Shen Zhao didn't answer her words, but Song Ling was relentless, with her hands down, through the jungle, threatening, pinched her, and threatened again: "Say you love me."

Shen Zhao raised his head, revealing his delicate collarbone, unable to bear her provocation.On the collarbone, there is a fine layer of sweat, and under the reflection of the light, it emits sparkling waves.

"Azhao, you like it too, don't you?" Song Ling raised her cloudy eyes and stared at the people below.

The body cannot be fooled, she can feel that she is happy.

Shen Zhao was out of breath, and slowly turned his head to look at her, obviously with hatred, but exhaustion wiped away the hatred, and even his eyes looked powerless.

She spoke slowly: "Song Ling, you are not a human, you are a beast, you are a pervert..."

Song Ling pursed her lips, pressed her fingers hard, followed her words and said with a smile: "Yes, I am a beast and a pervert, so say you love me, okay? Ah Zhao... Ah Zhao, Ah Zhao..."

Following the ups and downs, she kept calling her, and there was a huge deep hole in her heart, which seemed impossible to fill.

Shen Zhao couldn't stand her torment, and in shortness of breath, he hurriedly responded to her: "I love you, I love you..."

"Say more."

"I love you."

"Love who?"

"I love Song Ling..."

"Connect it, say it again." Song Ling tempted her over and over again. This is the love she begs for like a beggar, but it is cheaper than the most false things in the world.

"I love you, Song Ling, I love you, I love you..."

She never thought that she would be so humble, and she was only willing to be on Shen Zhao, listening to her say "I love you" over and over again.

Song Ling lowered her head and stared at Shen Zhao at this moment, as if possessed by a demon.

She finally understood that she had fallen.

She is willing to be at a disadvantage and be dominated by Shen Zhao.

Fingers stretched out and pinched her chin, moist and belonged to her.

Song Ling kissed her lips, those lips were already red and swollen, but the taste belonged to each other.

"Azhao, have you ever done it with Ruisil?" Song Ling asked vaguely, looking at her wet eyes and wet her lips.

When Shen Zhao heard her words, he suddenly froze, and his consciousness became clear at this moment.

She vaguely felt that she had heard such words somewhere, it seemed that Song Ling had asked her in a dream, or when she was in a daze.

Shen Zhao squinted at her eyes, pursed his lips and did not speak.

Her eyes dodged, but Song Ling was unwilling to let go of her expression, as if she had seen through her uneasiness, she suddenly curled her lips into a chuckle, mockingly: "Resil really doesn't love you, she loves her Myself, love everything she has, all of which surpasses you."

The love that was once regarded as pure and holy is now being ruthlessly criticized and rejected by others.

Shen Zhao said angrily, "Of course we did, she is much gentler than you."

Shen Zhao will not lie, that kind of unnatural expression can be seen through by anyone who is a little close, not to mention Song Ling who is having sex with her at the moment.

Song Ling laughed out loud, she stretched out her hands to brush away the sticky hair on her forehead, and lightly brushed it behind her ears, leaning there, she whispered in her ear: "But you don't like gentle ones, do you? "

Shen Zhao was exposed by others, blushing from embarrassment to anger, clenched his fists and was about to hit her, Song Ling quickly grabbed her wrist, the corners of her mouth couldn't restrain it, and said, "You're lying."

She kissed her finger and said repeatedly: "You lie, Azhao, you lie."