Love in the Midst of Mistaken Identities

"Women, my time is precious. I don't want to waste it. If you don't want to, let's go. I don't like women who are unwilling and unwilling to go to bed. Don't like trouble. "

Lu Jinrong straightened his body, his eyes fell on Xia Ruoxin's hand on his clothes button. If it goes on like this, can it be solved in one hour?

Xia Ruoxin's eyelashes flickered softly, and the shaking had brought up too many drops of water.

There was an indescribable despair on her face, and her fingers trembled and placed on her neckline, one by one, when she untied the last one, she suddenly grasped herself Chest clothes.

From time to time, she shook her shoulders to let Lu Jinrong know that she was crying, crying silently, and apparently unwilling, why should she force herself?

Lu Jinrong approached and placed his hand on her shoulder, and he easily felt a sudden tremor in her body. He took away his hand and reached out to her shoulder, gently Heap, Xia Ruoxin was pushed by the big bed behind him,

Everyone knows what a man and a woman can do.

Xia Ruoxin still clutched her clothes tightly, and her body was shrunk in pain, but she felt a sink at the bedside, and her eyes were closed by despair.

The unfamiliar masculinity approached, and she turned her face away, her tears breaking into her hair quickly.

Lu Jinrong smiled and looked down at the woman who was sent to death on the battlefield. It was not so bad to go to bed with him. Was it so uncomfortable?

His finger was on her face, but Xia Ruoxin tilted his head and avoided his finger. She couldn't accept men outside of Chuli, it just made her feel sick and feel pain.

But she had to do it again.

When Lu Jinrong suddenly turned over, she lay beside her, teasing her like a kitten, as if admiring the nervousness of the woman in front of her, silent resistance, and her despair.

Xia Ruoxin grasped the clothes on her chest again, and felt the strange male breath approached, her body was overwhelmed by the bed, and her eyebrow could not be tightened any more.

Gently opened the long eyelashes that had been wet by tears. She just looked at the white ceiling unconsciously. It was really beautiful light.

Suddenly she didn't struggle, just like a doll that lost her soul, but with open eyes and a bitter smile on her lips, it was just like she was taken by a pig.

Lu Jinrong suddenly sat up, stretched out his hand on his forehead, and there was only his original calmness in the dark blue eyes.

He bowed his head and looked at the woman in front of him as if waiting for death. He couldn't help laughing, and put his fingers on her chest, but buckled her buttons one by one.

Xia Ruoxin's face turned to the side, and there was a faint tear on her pale face.

"Rest assured, I won't touch you. I said that this kind of needs you and I am willing, otherwise it will be too much fun at all, besides, I am not lack of women, I have to use Strong. "

Xia Ruoxin sat up and shook his head.

"I didn't want it, I was just nervous," I heard he let her go, and she was relaxed at first, but soon there was only a kind of inexplicable fear and terror.