"Master Jun, be gentle."
Zhong Lingyu's red lips parted slightly, and she moaned and tightened her arms around the man's slim waist.
Shen Huaizhou's belt was loosened, and his mermaid line was wild and sexy. As his waist rose and fell violently, his strong muscles became as hard as a soldering iron.
He held the woman's slender waist tightly with his big hands and hissed, "Relax."
Zhong Lingyu's eyes were blurred and unable to respond.
The ceiling above her head kept shaking, and her body gradually softened into a puddle of spring water.
A heavy rain began to fall outside the window, and after an hour, the rain gradually stopped.
The affair came to an end.
Zhong Lingyu was like a mollusk whose bones had been removed, leaning helplessly on Shen Huaizhou's chest.
Shen Huaizhou glanced at the hickey on her collarbone and asked with interest, "What's your name?"
"It would be boring if the military master asked me your name if you are so affectionate." Her onion-like fingertips were rubbing circles in front of Shen Huaizhou's tight chest, which was both seductive and lustful.
Shen Huaizhou held her rebellious hand and chuckled, "You let me sleep in vain?"
"No." Zhong Lingyu's hand touched the Browning on his waist, buried it in his neck, and breathed out, "I want... this gun of the military master."
*
Two hours ago, Zhong Lingyu was chased by a domestic slave and had no way out.
The Zhong family has been in business for generations, but since the fall of the Qing Dynasty, the business has begun to decline.
Her incompetent father had a crooked idea, and wanted her to marry into the Xia family, the richest man in Yuncheng, for a business marriage as the concubine of the eighteenth house.
The target is the head of the Xia family, a bad old man who is nearly eighty years old.
How could she ruin her great years?
So three days before her wedding, she ran away from home.
The domestic slave chased her, but by some strange combination of circumstances, she ran into the Peace Hotel and ran into the arms of a man.
The man was dressed in a straight military uniform, with neatly buckled buttons, an armed belt restraining his strong, narrow waist, and a tall and tall figure.
The deep and lazy handsome face was trapped in a soft halo, like a god.
In this world, the most untouchable people are soldiers.
There is a wolf behind, but there is no way forward.
Zhong Lingyu made a quick decision and took the initiative to hug the man's waist, "Master Jun, are you in need of a woman?"
Shen Huaizhou lowered his eyes and stared at her for a moment, with an evil curve on his lips, "Let me tell you first, I am not responsible."
Zhong Lingyu stood on tiptoe and kissed his rolling Adam's apple, "Go upstairs?"
The man raised his eyebrows and said, "You are quite brave."
The world was spinning, and she was carried all the way to the room by the man.
The aggressive domestic slave was blocked outside by the fierce soldiers.
*
His thoughts turned around, and just as Zhong Lingyu was about to touch the Browning, he grabbed his wrist.
It was so strong that it almost broke her bones.
Her eyes were filled with mist from the pain, and she looked at Shen Huaizhou pitifully, "Master?"
Shen Huaizhou rubbed the convex curve of her finger bones and said in a deep voice, "You can have my gun just once you sleep with me. That's not how you take advantage."
Zhong Lingyu's eyes were as charming as silk, "What about sleeping twice?"
Another long half hour.
A man's physical strength is truly astonishing, explosive, and durable.
Zhong Lingyu was sweating profusely, his bones were brittle, and the clear bright red pinch marks on his waist showed how intense the love affair had just been.
When he calmed down, the man had come out of the bathroom, fully dressed.
On the bedside table is the Browning.
Shen Huaizhou touched her face and said, "I'm going to do some errands. I'll continue in the evening."
Zhong Lingyu sunk into the pillow mat tiredly and did not respond.
It wasn't until she heard the sound of the door closing in her ears that she endured the pain all over her body and walked into the bathroom.
Continuing is impossible.
She must now take the gun home, pick up her mother, and leave the Zhong family together.
After packing up, Zhong Lingyu immediately went out.
At the corner of the second floor of the hotel, she saw the man she had just made love with being surrounded by troops with live ammunition and leaving.
Just when he had the chance to escape, the whispers from the crowd made Zhong Lingyu pause.
"The man just now is our young commander in Yuncheng. He has just returned from a victorious battle. In recent years, Yuncheng has been much more peaceful under his thunderous tactics."
"He is ruthless, has countless elite soldiers, and has several arsenals. He is young and promising."
"..."
A roaring sound rang in Zhong Lingyu's ears.
The man she slept with was actually Shen Huaizhou, known as the Living King of Hell in Yuncheng?
Her mind went blank, and her fear lingered for a long time.
Speaking of Shen Huaizhou, he was simply her childhood shadow.
Seven years ago, she saw with her own eyes that Shen Huaizhou chopped off a human head on the street.
Blood splattered all over his face, but he remained calm as he crushed the severed head into pieces with a knife.
She had constant nightmares, became seriously ill, and gradually forgot what Shen Huaizhou looked like.
And now, she actually slept with the evil god Shen Huaizhou.
A chill ran down his spine and into his mind. In a state of confusion, Zhong Lingyu didn't know how he got out.
I just feel mentally confused and my legs and feet are weak.
The dazzling sunlight came over the shop, and Zhong Lingyu's first thought was: take her mother and run away.
