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    Chapter 33

    How many bad qualities do people have?

    The so-called bullying can be seen in certain things when we were young.  For example, throwing stones at people with Down syndrome, or leading a blind man to a road without a manhole cover, or catching a cat and chopping off its tail heroically.  These are innate.  The day after tomorrow, when family or other forces come to protect you, these bad deeds may appear in another form.  If there is a strong background to protect people, and they can be generous to the world, how many people are there who look up to the mountains?

    ¡°You are all the same at heart, you bully the weak.  Just varying degrees.

    This sentence stirred in Qin Hao's mind and heart, carrying a grievance of being insulted and slighted that made him breathless, with nowhere to vent.  He asked himself whether he was sincere to Chen Wan or had been deceived by her beauty. But last night, when just holding her without any follow-up made him happy and satisfied, he had already realized that something was different.  .  It's a pity that from the beginning to the present, how much has she experienced?  She classified him as a cold-blooded beast with a stroke of her pen.

    With every step Chen Wan took, the sadness in Qin Hao's heart grew stronger and stronger, and finally made him tremble somewhere in his body.  Anger arises next, like a vine that has been spurred to life, with branches and leaves extending crazily to the limbs and bones.  When he reached the limit, he calmed down and watched her walk towards the entrance step by step. He followed behind and closed the open door heavily before her.

    His arm pressing on the door and his height advantage shrouded her in shadow. With her back to the light in the entrance hall, she couldn't make out his expression clearly, but the lazy and fierce aura around him made her suddenly panic.  She went to twist the armrest of the door lock, and he suddenly pressed her against the door. She could clearly see the ferocious look in his eyes. When the alarm bells in her head were ringing and she was about to call for help, he lowered his head and kissed her slightly opened mouth.

    Her legs were pressed tightly by his, and her hands were held by his iron palms and her wrists were pressed against the door, as if she had been nailed to a rack of shame.  She could only twist her neck to avoid it, but he gave her no chance to call for help.  He followed her lips blindly, without any skills at all, just attacking and wreaking havoc, his tongue reaching the bottom, stirring and entangled hers.  Such an intimate mingling of saliva made her sick to the point of vomiting. She whined and resisted. Every twist of her body was pushed back by him. The hot touch between her waist and abdomen made her even more frightened, so she struggled even more crazily.

    The violent attack and her struggle and resistance pushed his impulse to the limit. He could feel the majestic secretion of adrenaline, pleasure and excitement in his spine, along the nerves, all the way to his brain.  He couldn't get enough of the taste of her between his lips and teeth, and the softness under her stiff body attracted him even more. He let go of one hand, slid it up from her waist, and covered her plump side.

    He felt great pleasure and at the same time tasted the blood where his lips met. She bit him again and screamed.  Unable to restrain his raging desire and anger that desperately needed relief, he lifted her up and carried her on his shoulders.  She was upside down, her legs were flailing, and she dropped one of her shoes. She could only hit his solid buttocks and thighs with her fists.  "You are not human! Qin Hao, you are a beast, you are a beast, you" She shouted, cursed, and then bit his waist.

    Qin Hao groaned in pain, kicked the door shut, and threw her onto the bed.  As soon as she was released, she used her hands and feet to escape.  He reached out and grasped her ankles, dragging her twisting body back to its original position.  She held it with both hands, inserted a palm between the mattress and her front waist, and unbuttoned her pants.

    Chen Wan was pressed heavily between the mattresses by him, almost suffocating.  Turning his head to the side and taking a deep breath, he saw a few drops of bright red on the white sheets.  His wound reopened, and fresh blood flowed out and snaked down his arm.  His eyes seemed to be tinged with red, and he looked at her with an extremely stubborn look.  The heavy breathing wrapped around her ears, like an animal snorting and preparing to devour.  Her wrists were almost numb from his tight grip, and her legs were kicking him in vain. His palms penetrated her clothes and wandered around, and her sobs gradually became more and more broken.  She didn't want to beg him, but when the words "please, no" leaked out in a low voice against her will, she was so embarrassed that she wanted to die.

    He paused for only a few seconds, and then his palm still found the gap, and his fingertips slightly touched her soft part.  She bit her lower lip, but still choked out, "No, please don't." His breathing became heavier and heavier, and his hot breath caressed her cheek.  His lips caressed her face, slid to her neck, and then searched for hers.  She hurriedly hid her face between the sheets. Her mouth could escape his violence, but her legs together could not. His fingers went a little deeper and he slowly pulled them out.

    Every nerve in her body was tense, resisting the unfamiliar feeling that made her feel ashamed and sick.  Indescribable sorrow and despair filled his chest, running rampant and unable to vent.  That knife, the previous knife, why didn't you just kill him then?

      The heavy pressure on her back suddenly lightened up, and a flash of surprise flashed in Chen Wan's heart. She turned over, jumped up, and ran towards the door.  He stretched out his long arms, grabbed her by the waist, and threw her into bed again.  She sank between the quilt and sheets, then rushed up again, waving her palms at each other.  He clamped the hand that had slapped her again, stepped out of her clothes that were down to her ankles, and pressed her down.

    The moment she saw Qin Hao completely naked, Chen Wan took a breath and was heartbroken.  All the scenes in front of him faded away, and even his breathing gradually drifted away.  There was only his face in front of him, which was stained with blood for some time and looked hideous and terrifying.  There was a roaring sound in her mouth, and she waved her hands and fists like crazy, just to break the illusion in front of her.

    They seemed to be engaged in a fierce hand-to-hand fight, but the power gap was too great.  When he peeled off the last piece of her body, she arched her legs and pushed forward with her last strength.  Suddenly being kicked in the chest, Qin Hao fell on his back and fell on the carpet.  She took the opportunity to rush towards the door, but tripped over the clothes on the floor, staggered and fell heavily.  When she thought about it again, he had already pressed against her, and his body was as hot as fire, pressing her cold body onto the carpet.

    He gently touched the slightly swollen side of her face, smiled lowly, and said in a hoarse voice suppressing desire: "You know what a beast is? That's it." After saying that, she had spat on his face, and he said  With a half-smile, he maliciously pressed his hips against hers and slowly grinded his hips, "Aloof? Proud? In my opinion, a woman is a woman."

    Her slightly swollen face was bright red, and her cold eyes were full of tears, which was extremely sultry.  The place where his palm touched was smooth and soft. The more slowly Qin Hao teased her, the more enthusiastic he became. Seeing the expression of shame and anger on her face, his body was trembling slightly. He became even more excited and used a little more force on his hand. He couldn't help but move closer.  He tried to catch her lips with his face, but she was not willing to comply with his desire, and she just kept turning her head.

    Staring into her spiteful eyes, uncontrollable sadness rolled over the sky.  Knowing that if he continues, she will only hate him to the point of eating flesh and blood.  However, that is much better than alienation, indifference, and contempt.

    Perseverance is a demon, but it becomes a Buddha.  In just one thought, every inch of my mind was occupied by the madness that destroyed everything.

    The moment he entered, he was clearly aware of her dryness and sudden tightness.  "Bite me if it hurts." He endured the same pain with great endurance, suppressing the desire to sprint. The veins on his forehead protruded and his jaw tightened, making it more ferocious.

    Her dry eyes could no longer shed tears, and she was biting her lower lip. There was only a vague and broken sound in her throat, which was almost inaudible.  At this moment, there was no fear, no desire to survive, all I could do was endure quietly, waiting for the final collapse.

    The dead silence in her eyes made him unable to bear to look at her anymore, and an inexplicable chill ran through his heart, as if he was resisting something. He raised his waist and straightened his hips with all his heart, and the swollen desire penetrated the barrier and reached deep into her body.

    Her pale lips squirmed, and bright red blood seeped out from between her teeth, "Idiot, don't bite yourself." He pinched her jaw and sucked her slightly trembling lips, as if he didn't know her disgust.  The dense kiss went all the way down, lingering on the beautiful curve of her neck.  A few drops of blood fell on his arm and fell between her two plump places, with peach blossoms on the snowy flesh and speckled with fallen cherry blossoms. He couldn't help himself, and buried his head in his mouth to hold the bud on one side of her.

    Her stiffness could not withstand the strange and terrifying soreness and numbness that struck like lightning. He heard a vague and broken moan escape from her, and it was like meeting the autumn sun, warm and comforting. "Do you like this?" he asked in a low voice,  Her voice was hoarse with lust.  She gritted her silver teeth and tried her best to ignore the torture in her chest and the pain in her body.  He kissed to the other side, sucking and turning, circling with the tip of his tongue.  His fingers penetrated the place where they were connected, caressing the crotch, "Do you like this?" he asked again.

    "You are shameless." She spat all over his face.

    He chuckled, pushed forward a little more, and began to thrust slowly.  She couldn't resist the pain of being punctured, and she struggled wildly to break away from the hand that was tightly clamped on her head. "Don't move, the more you move, the more painful it will be." He held her waist with one hand and rubbed it gently, and began to move shallowly again.  Slow draw.  The corners of her eyes were almost bursting with blood as she stared at the figures moving up and down in front of her, as if she was in hell and was being whipped by evil ghosts on her soul again and again.

    It was too dry and tight, and he was also in burning pain, but these slight pains were nothing compared to the ecstasy of getting her.  At this moment, she belonged to him completely, and they were fused together in the most primitive and intimate way.  Every time he retreated, and every time he entered eagerly, it seemed to be full of magic, attracting him to explore deeper and longer.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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