Who Is the Prey

She didn’t answer him, a pair of eyes clearly couldn’t match the focal length, but still staring stubbornly in his direction, weeping and repeating again and again: “Shen Zhijie, I don’t owe you, Shen Zhijie, I don’t owe you ."

He didn't know how long he hadn't heard anyone call himself by his name. He didn't realize that he was a little dazed, and he listened in a daze. After a while, he cursed again and stood up to give her the foam again.

The water temperature was very high, and the glass partitioned bathroom was misty.After being washed by hot water, her face finally became bloody, and her body was gradually stained with red powder. The slightly curled black long hair was even more curled with water, and the algae adhered to her smooth body. Make her look like a charming demon just out of the water.

In fact, it was a very tempting painting, but somehow he didn’t have any extra ideas. He only squeezed the corners of his lips, flushed the foam for her silently, and wiped her wet hair casually, then used The bath towel wrapped people in disorder, and just hurled out of the bathroom.

She had been half asleep and awake, and let him hug him, until he threw her on the bed, and there was a low murmur.He stood by the bed and looked at her for a while, and then he went to the other side of the bed and lay down. He opened his eyes and froze for a while, then rolled over to her side and reached out to hook her into his arms. She bowed her head and tried to bite her lips, but she looked like she slept frowningly, but she was no longer interested.

He let go of her, turned over and lay back, and continued to stare at the roof of the house in a daze. Before he fell asleep, his consciousness was a little blurred, and he suddenly felt that the most stupid thing he did today was to ask this woman to drink.

The man’s breath on the side finally gradually became soothing and steady, and should have fallen asleep, but He Yan still did not move, still lying in the original posture, even trying to control her eyelashes without blinking, it was very uncomfortable However, she told herself to insist that Fu Shenxing was never a deceived man. Now that she is a little slack, she may give up her achievements.

She forced her body to relax, and even persuaded herself to go to sleep so that she could be false, but her brain was uncontrollable, and she repeatedly recalled what she had done before, and the reactions he gave.

Now, she has basically determined three things.First, Fu Shenxing is Shen Zhijie; second, this is a man who eats soft but not hard; third, he just likes a woman who looks smart and strong, or in other words, he wants to be smart and strong against others, facing He has committed a stupid and weak woman.

Very good, she thought, there are weaknesses in people with preferences, which is better than she knew nothing about him before.

Early the next morning, Fu Shenxing was awakened by a loud noise of "Dong". His first reaction was to touch the gun under his pillow. After he touched an empty space, he realized that he was staying in a hotel, and then remembered it last night. He is not sleeping alone.

There was no figure of He Yan on the bed, he was stunned, and was about to lean over and look down on the side of the bed, and saw that she had sat up from the ground in confusion, rubbing her head with one hand, The other hand grabbed the edge of the bed, and immediately after that, she also got one foot up, trying to climb up like this.

He propped himself up halfway, staring at her in a daze, and finally couldn't help laughing out loud.

She heard the sound and looked up, a pair of stunned dumbfounded, just hung on the bed halfway, and then seemed to react after a moment of stagnation, and she released her hand when she was busy, and it was difficult to hide from the ground. Got up.She was still wrapped in bath towels, but the towels were still covered. She didn’t look at him anymore. She looked down and looked for her clothes. She looked like she was trying to stay calm, but she couldn’t shake the towels. The hand revealed her mind.

He was lying on the bed halfway, looking at her quietly, and suddenly felt that she was more intoxicated last night.But he couldn't see her embarrassment, and reminded lightly: "The clothes are in the bathroom."

She froze, grabbing the towel and sprinting toward the bathroom, and went in for a long while without moving.He couldn't help but walk in and saw that she was squatting in the bathroom, staring at the wet clothes spread out on the floor.Hearing his footsteps, she looked up subconsciously, her eyes stunned slightly on his naked body, and then she moved away shyly, but she couldn't help but red on her cheeks.

"What's blushing? It's not the first time I saw it." He smiled and said that, but he stretched his hand and pulled a towel across the waist, then looked down at her wet clothes and gently Raising his eyebrows, he said indifferently: "Let someone take it and wash it."

"But what am I wearing now?" she questioned indignantly, only to realize that she was speechless again, so she closed her mouth tightly again, lowered her head and picked out the underwear first, intending to put it on under the cold.

When he picked his toes, he kicked off the underwear on her hand, looked at her with a smile, and asked, "Is it the one who sprinkled me crazy yesterday? Is it also me who spit on the toilet? Why? I kindly help you take a shower , Also come out with complaints?"

She didn't answer, but she couldn't help but red her eyes. She didn't pick the underwear that was kicked on the ground for him, and she picked up the wet clothes to wear.I don't want him to give up. He still picks up those clothes with his feet. Like an unreasonable big boy, he said capriciously: "I said, let someone take it and wash it."

"But I can't go out with the towel on!" Her voice trembled faintly, and her face was also red. I wonder if it was because of anger or shame.

"Then don't go out." He said, seeing that she still bent down to pick the wet suit, it seemed a little angry, grabbed her, and lifted her half on the washstand, leaning closer. After her, her fingers gently scraped on her collarbone, and asked secretly, "He Yan, aren't you here to show weakness? Why should you be so disobedient?"

She exhaled deeply, her chest was undulating, and after a long time she gently pressed her head against his shoulder, trembling: "Yes, I came to show you weakness, I confessed, I begged you for mercy , Please pity me. Fu Shenxing, can you give me some hope, okay? Tell me one day I can escape this nightmare, or I can die happily."

He remained silent for a long time without replying to her, but his palm slid up along the side of her neck, holding her face, causing her to raise her head, and then lowered it to cover her lips.She shuddered slightly, but did not refuse him.

This is the third time he kissed her.

The first time was in a villa in the middle of the mountain. He had just kissed her so badly that she nearly bit off her lower lip.The second time, on the night of her birthday, she was not only unable to resist, but even forced to respond to him, warmly, but full of helpless resentment.This time, she neither bit him nor responded, but let him do whatever he wanted.

It feels better than never before.

He straightened up and looked down at her, palms down the curve of her side, but he didn't want to be caught by her wrist.

She seemed to be a little frightened, and soon she let go of her hand again. She didn't open her teeth and danced her claws. She only flinched her body backward and begged him in a low voice: "Don't, I'm not feeling well today. Really, please, please." ."