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The Romance Of Mr. Huo

Chapter: 558

He didn’t move, still blocking the door.

She didn’t dare to look at him, but she said in a rough voice: “Let’s go, Mr. Huo, I want to go out.”

He raised his hand to pinch her chin.

“As long as I, Huo tingshen, are still alive, I won’t allow those who trample on my feelings to be free. I might as well tell you tenderness. I haven’t lost everything I like. You have to love me, or you have to love me if you don’t. As long as I don’t let go, you can’t go. ”

As he said, he tore off the bag from her shoulder and threw it aside, picked her up and took two quick steps and threw her onto the bed.

Just as she was about to get up, others had already leaned forward.

“What do you want?” she yelled.

“Don’t you know?”

“I don’t want to, as you said, as long as I don’t want to, you won’t force me.”

“The premise is that you are good enough.” He pinched her neck sharply, “I can’t cherish you now. As long as I want, I can do it anytime.”

After he finished speaking, he leaned over and kissed her lips without any further contact.

His hand, without any emotion, pressed her who was struggling hard onto the bed.

She couldn’t get away, and could only say loudly when his kiss was restlessly passing over her body: “Don’t do this, I don’t want it, let me go.”

But of course he wouldn’t stop.

Under her struggle, he once again turned her into his own woman.

She curled up in pain and was forced to bear it all.

She grabbed his arm desperately, her nails almost digging into his flesh.

she hurts…

See the sweat dripping from her forehead.

He frowned slightly, and his movements softened a bit.

But she closed her eyes and said in pain: “Huo tingshen, I… I really hurt. ”

Huo Ting saw that something was wrong with her expression, so he quickly stopped, left her body, and looked down.

When she saw the red sheet under her body, her heart tightened instantly.

The blood kept gushing out.

Huo Ting is not stupid, so he naturally knows that something is wrong.

“Warmth, are you…”

She squeezed his wrist: “It hurts, my stomach hurts.”

He hurriedly put on her clothes, and carried her down the stairs.

As soon as he came out of the entrance, he shouted, “Come on, arrange a car quickly.”

Seeing that the clothes under Wen Qing’s body were stained red with blood, Butler Tong hurriedly said to humanity: “Hurry up, hurry up, let someone drive the car over.”

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