President’s Contract Wife

Miss, here is not a noble title, but a symbol of a prostitute, a symbol of humiliation... For her, it is a word of humiliation that is more painful than death.

Muzixi bit her lower lip, wanting to say something, but in the end she couldn't say anything, her heart hurt like tearing.

That's right, she is a young lady, otherwise, how could she appear in this place dedicated to prostitution, and let others play with her in such a shameful posture? But, is she not worth a thousand dollars? Is she actually such a cheap woman?

My heart hurts so much that I can't breathe like a knife, as if even the painful soul will be torn apart.

Cheng Haotian doesn't seem to be able to see her expression, he only has one thought now, he wants her, he wants her!

A gust of cold air shocked Muzixi!

"Ah! It hurts!" Muzixi only felt that he was about to be torn apart by something!

He was like a wild beast, he didn't show any pity at all, he didn't care about her cries at all, he just wanted to vent.

Yes, to vent, to vent his hatred, the woman he hated the most, the woman who betrayed him...

In the din of anger, his mind merged two faces into one, so no matter how much the woman in front of him cried, he would not show mercy.

Because, she betrayed him!

Time, as long as a world, in the torment and severe pain, Muzixi became paralyzed from crying at the beginning, allowing the man to change various postures to torture her, in the bathroom, on the floor, and finally arrived bed.

But the man didn't seem to want to let her go, as if taking revenge, he provoked her to the fire again and again, but satirized her with words that made her painful again and again.

"Do you know why I wanted you in the toilet for the first time? Because your first time doesn't deserve to be in bed..."

Even though it was really the first time he found her in the bathroom just now, he still didn't intend to stop. Instead, he was a little ecstatic, and wanted to gallop on her even more, to vent all his desires.

Almost forgot the time, forgot the place.

He likes when he satirizes her with all kinds of obscene words, her pale face, combined with her aggrieved but powerless expression, will only make him want to abuse her even more, that expression is so perfect! It made him more excited than ever.

He forgot how many times he wanted her, until she almost fainted and only half breathed, he got off her body.

At this moment, the sky has already broken dawn.

Cheng Haotian was a little surprised that he would forget the time. How long has he not wanted a woman so much?

After putting on his clothes, he was still well-dressed and handsome. It was hard for people to imagine that he was the cruel man who tortured Muzixi all night.

Staring at the face of the pale woman sunken deep in the soft big bed, the wet hair was attached to her face, and there were all kinds of bruises and lustful marks on her body, as if she had just been abused by a wild beast , but in his eyes it was so charming.

Cheng Haotian couldn't help but playfully approached her face and said, "Woman, what's your name?"

He was sober and knew that she was not the woman he hated, but his interest in her became stronger.

In a half-dream and half-awake state, the man who was sore and unable to open his eyes heard someone's questioning, but couldn't tell who it was, and just murmured numbly, "Mu...Zixi."

The man's complexion became like an eagle's, evoking an evil smile, "Muzixi? I ​​will remember, how much do you want?"