Baby, sorry, I hurt you

  Ke'er's delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly, her face filled with terror as she stared at the frightening man in front of her.

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  "You... you'd better not mess around" Ke'er's body trembled slightly in an unnatural way.

  Ouyang's mouth curled up in a wicked smile, his slender white fingers gently stroking Ke'er's face.

  "Wife... you're really beautiful!"

  Ke'er suddenly felt dizzy and looked shocked, this little brat didn't take his medicine today, did he?!

  "You're the most beautiful woman in the world, you can only belong to me!"

  His eyes, which rarely showed deep emotions, had a slightly dazed look, causing Ke'er to have a slight misconception. The black pupils only reflected her own image, as if she was the only one who could fit in his world...

  I love you so much I lose control of myself

  Slowly slowly moving towards Ke'er...

  His warm and urgent breath spread freely around Ke Er's neck, bit by bit devouring her consciousness. His hair unintentionally touched his own neck, soft and smooth, making Ke Er feel numb and tingly.

  The spacious living room suddenly became smaller, filled with ambiguity.

  His long fingers lightly stroked Ke'er's white and delicate neck, domineeringly hooked up Ke'er's pointed chin, suddenly lowered his head and plunged into the nape of her neck, covering his thin lips heavily on hers.

  What started as a deep kiss has now become an irresistible suction...

  Ke'er's body was struggling fearlessly, but her throat seemed to be blocked by something, and she couldn't make a sound no matter what.

  She didn't know she wanted to make an effort to speak out loud, so she slightly opened her delicate and beautiful lips.

  But was misunderstood by Ouyang Zhi as a drunk moan, and the slight struggle made him unbearable.

  He greedily sucked on her pale neck, growling like a vampire, fiercely wanting to suck out all the fresh blood in her body.

  "Ah!"

  Ke'er finally couldn't bear his ravage, a mournful cry, and he stopped his frantic behavior.

  Ke'er's small head was deeply buried in his ambiguous and unyielding embrace, her body also slightly trembling.

  Ouyang Si lightly lifted her chin, her long black eyelashes trembling unnaturally, with a hint of crystal clearness in her eyes.

  He carefully picked up her small face, which was about the size of his palm, and his eyes and tone were full of doting affection.

  "Sorry wife, did I scare you?"

  Ke'er sobbed slightly, "Ouyas! You bastard! You bastard!" Two small fists angrily pounded against his sturdy chest.

  Ouyang saw the crimson mark on her pale neck and felt that he had indeed gone too far, so he remained still and let her hit him wildly.

  Gradually, her strength in her hands became weaker and weaker, and her sobbing grew smaller and smaller.

  Ou Ya Si gently wrapped his arms around her delicate shoulders, his movements soft and light, as if he was holding a crystal doll in his heart, afraid that one careless move would shatter her, carefully grasping and protecting her in the palm of his hand.

  "Baby, it's not good to hurt you..."

  He gently stroked the crimson spot, his eyes overflowing with self-blame and indulgence.