A fla was rampaging inside her body, charging around like a wild beast.
Desperate to break free from its restraints.
Xia Xiaonuan struggled uneasily.
But her struggles were as futile as an ant trying to stop a chariot in the face of Nangong Yaoling.
His strength left no room for her resistance.
Xia Xiaonuan was flustered and disoriented, but thinking of the Xia Family, and how now she could only rely on the Nangong Family.
So, does that an she still has to endure all of this?
Thinking of this, she felt a bit like giving up.
The desire within Nangong Yaoling grew stronger and stronger. The more she struggled, the more he wanted to conquer her completely.
His kisses, one by one, fell on her like raindrops.
Covering every inch of her skin.
Xia Xiaonuan’s toes curled in sha. Unable to escape, all she could do was endure it stiffly, feeling awkward changes starting in her body.
Nangong Yaoling’s force was sotis gentle, sotis savage.
She felt as if her whole body was being tingled with electric currents, leaving her sowhat dazed.
Nangong Yaoling’s body carried a hint of alcohol, mingled with his natural faint fragrance.
Little by little, it perated her entire body.
She felt like her whole body was covered in his scent.
This man, every ti, insisted on exhausting her completely with his domineering ways.
Her body was covered in various sizes of red marks.
In fact, she didn’t know that Nangong Yaoling was already controlling his strength. Because she was Xia Xiaonuan, he was always trying not to hurt her.
Because if he let himself go completely wild, with her underneath him, he really didn’t know if he might crush her body.
And yet, he never had such a strong desire for other won.
Only facing her, could he feel both protective and unsatisfied at the sa ti.
However, when his fingers felt her body, already utterly defeated by his aggression, a satisfied smile appeared on his stunningly handso face.
That smile was so dazzling it seed to drain the color from everything else in the room.
But to Xia Xiaonuan, that look was piercing.
She felt even more unbearably humiliated, her body curling up, her face as red as a tomato.
Nangong Yaoling lowered his head to kiss her lips.
"Xiaonuan... it’s okay... I like you like this!" he said unabashedly in her ear.
Xia Xiaonuan felt even more distressed, almost burying her face in the sheets.
Nangong Yaoling grabbed her waist and thrust forcefully into her.
Frenzied movents.
The whole night, he tornted Xia Xiaonuan seven tis.
In the end, she passed out. Yet he woke her up in so way again.
"Nangong Yaoling... I’m so tired..."
"Be good, you can be tired later..." a husky, magnetic voice whispered in her ear.
...
The next day, Xia Xiaonuan slept in until the sun was up high.
She was woken up by the sound of a door opening.
"Is she still asleep?"
"Yes, Young Master... the young mistress hasn’t left the room," reported a bodyguard.
Nangong Yaoling opened the door and walked in.
He pushed open the bedroom door and looked at the girl on the bed.
Xia Xiaonuan turned over in dissatisfaction, her breath caught as she squinted awake and pushed his hand away, "Go away!"
This man, after tornting her all night, how could he still be so full of energy!
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