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"What are you busy with?" Liu was frightened by her husband's sudden appearance. His hands shook inadvertently, and he hurriedly glanced at the garbage basket next to the squat toilet. He deliberately turned his head to cover up and pulled down the towel to wipe the water stains on his hands. . ,, you can also watch it on your mobile phone. "It's nothing. Isn't this going to be over soon?" "Well," her husband seemed not to have seen what she just did. He sighed softly and looked at his still young face in the mirror, but the corners of his eyes had grown thin. A few thin lines of crow's feet. She pays great attention to her appearance on weekdays and also goes for hot compresses and beauty treatments, but recently due to News Agency's constant incidents, she still has the leisure to go to the beauty center. When I came out of the bathroom, I saw that my husband was still drinking alone. Perhaps he had poured a lot more wine without knowing it. His hands shaking when picking up food kept shaking, and he failed to put the food into his mouth several times. Liu hurriedly picked up the chopsticks and brought the dish to her husband's lips. For a few seconds, Xu Ziming didn't open his mouth to catch the dish. The chopsticks paused in space and retreated. , Don’t open your mouth. "Go away, bitch... You just like romance, right? I'll give you romance tonight..." Xu Ziming got drunk as expected and pushed away the chopsticks stretched out to his lips. He stood up staggeringly, grabbed his panicked wife, and forced her down to the hard ground. "Let me go... you're hurting me... let go..." Liu struggled feebly, her delicate body being suppressed by her husband's iron-knot-like body. The clothes and pants have been separated from the body under Xu Ziming's violent pull. The moment the cold floor tiles are close to the body, they are also close to a cold heart. This is how he torments her, he likes to have sex on the ground, but she will always be the carpet under his body... He enters forcefully, and the smell of alcohol in his mouth instantly penetrates the other person's sense of smell as he searches for Bo Yi's lips inside. Liu's body was firmly controlled by the other party. He awkwardly tried to move away from the other party's hot tongue, but was slapped so hard that he was stunned. "Fuck your sister... you are my wife, you little bitch... no Do you just want a man to fuck you? Why are you hiding..." Xu Ziming After saying this, he inserted his tongue domineeringly into the lips that had no time to dodge, violently grabbed the other person's smooth tongue and played with it in his mouth. Inside, the smell of alcohol made Liu on the ground want to vomit. Xu Ziming's movements were even more rough. He did what he had done before, ignoring the cold floor. With a "hiss--", he pulled off his wife's bra, revealing two white balls of flesh. Escaped from the bra. Without caring about her feelings at all, Xu Zi grabbed one of them hard, and his fingers immediately fell into it. Liu's mouth was tightly blocked by her husband. She wanted to shout, but she couldn't. She wanted to escape, but her body felt like it was nailed to the ground, unable to move. There were bursts of pain in her chest, and Xu Ziming liked to squeeze her chest with his hands, like squeezing dough. Suddenly her chest felt loose, and Xu Ziming loosened the hand that was holding her left breast. Liu also felt relaxed. Just as he breathed a sigh of relief, he felt the underwear underneath tighten. Xu Ziming A pair of hands stretched out from the underwear, inserted his fingers fiercely inside, bent them into hook shapes, and turned them around. The hard nails are in intimate contact with the most tender part of a woman's body. The pain is different from any other kind of pain. It is more like the pain of pulling the intestines during appendix surgery. Even anesthetic cannot relieve it. Xu Ziming let go of Liu's tongue and bit her lower lip fiercely. Finally, Liu could scream. Listening to Liu's painful cry, Xu Ziming felt like he had been given a shot of blood and became even more crazy. He suddenly spread Liu's legs, straightened his waist, and suddenly thrust it in. He made a "ho-ho" sound like a beast in his throat, and thrust forward like a sledgehammer. Although Zhu Ziming was as strong as Tyson, he could only last for two or three minutes at most each time. This time it didn't even last three minutes, and it was over in only about two minutes. But for Liu, these two minutes may be as long as a day.
Xu Ziming rolled off his wife and stood up, feeling weak and unsteady as he made his way to the bathroom. Soon, the sound of the shower humming with hot water filled the air. Liu's entire body ached, and the hard, smooth floor had caused her skin to rub against it repeatedly, sending sharp pains through her back. She remained on the ground for a long time, staring up at the dazzling light fixture above, tears silently streaming down her cheeks. Her body felt icy, almost numb, while her face burned with pain. Was this his way of getting back at her? But no one knew about that time...
The bathroom seemed quiet now. Liu slowly crawled up from the floor, unsteadily picking up scattered clothes as she hugged herself and trembled while heading toward the bathroom. The lingering warmth and humidity in the bathroom welcomed her as she turned on the multi-spray showerhead, letting the scalding hot water wash over her frozen body. Tears mingled with the water as they flowed down into the drain at her feet. Her skin was a patchwork of colors—bruises and dark spots—and she needed to stay in the shower for a while longer to use the hot water to soothe her injuries, hoping no one would notice them at work.
Liu dried her damp hair, her eyes still slightly swollen. The sound of her husband's rough snoring reached her ears, bringing her a sense of calm; at this moment, Xu Ziming would not be bothering her. In the days to come, perhaps after one Sunday, they would repeat that scene from the dining room.
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Ziya understood that Sun Meng's words held some truth; she had seen those elusive Demon Leaders countless times in the building. Had she been mistaken? "I can still see a woman without legs... how do you explain that?" She asked, observing Sun Meng deep in thought.
"One explanation is that they are real ghosts... but I see more than one in your imagination," Sun Meng replied, playfully scratching her back with a claw-like tool, which made Ziya stifle a laugh.
"You know what? Today Anqing insisted on dragging me home, but I refused to go with her. Luckily, our dad Liu Haoming is quite democratic and firmly supported my decision," Ziya said proudly, a hint of blush on her cheeks.
"No wonder your mom looks like someone owes her something. Sigh! I don't have the fortune to enjoy my mom's control; who told me I'm such a miserable person?" Sun Meng muttered under her breath.
"Hey, Anqing really likes you. How about I lend her to you as a mom for a few days?"
"You know you can't borrow someone else's things overnight; do you know why?" Sun Meng replied with a mischievous smile.
"Ugh, you're so bad! Enough of this nonsense; when are we going to execute that plan you mentioned?" Ziya said seriously, wiping away her smile.
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