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The endless pleasure spread all over her body. Meng Liu stumbled with a weak leg. The big limp cock behind her slipped out of her pussy. The semen in the deep part of her pussy rushed out, trickling out along the hole that was opened by the fucking and could not be closed for a while. The contrast between the milky white semen and the red pussy was very strong. The man behind her looked at her, his Adam's apple rolled up and down twice, and he stretched out his hand to tease the two red and swollen labia twice, hooking up a little sticky filament of lewd water. The hole that had just climaxed was very sensitive. Even if she just touched it with her fingers, it was like a current running through it. Meng Liu shuddered, and she caught a glimpse of the hand holding her shoulder. The big hand had clear joints and slender fingers, and she wore a valuable watch on her wrist. This watch was a limited edition, and no more than five people in China owned it. Among Meng Liu's few acquaintances, there happened to be such a person - her fiancé Ji Haoyang. In a flash, Meng Liu didn't know where she got the strength from, and she struggled and turned around. The man didn't expect her to move suddenly, and even if he pushed her back hard, that second was enough, and Ji Haoyang's face appeared clearly in front of her. Meng Liu struggled hard, almost regardless of anything, and didn't even care about the corner of her forehead being hit by the cubicle door. Ji Haoyang tried to control her at first, but when he saw a little red on her forehead, he immediately let go. Meng Liu's hands were tied behind her back by Ji Haoyang's belt and she couldn't move. Her mouth was blocked by the cloth and she couldn't speak. The hole under her body was still constantly leaking out the semen that Ji Haoyang shot into her. She was really embarrassed. Seeing that he was caught red-handed by Meng Liu, Ji Haoyang's face darkened and he stopped pretending to speak in his usual voice, "Why are you struggling? You're all injured." Seeing Meng Liu staring at him and as if he wanted to say something, Ji Haoyang pursed his lips, took the thing out of Meng Liu's mouth, and untied his hands behind his back. The moment his hands were free, Meng Liu raised his hand and slapped Ji Haoyang on the side of the face almost in the first second. She used ten times ten times the strength in that slap, and Ji Haoyang's handsome face immediately turned red. When hadn't everyone been respectful and fawning on him all his life? Who would dare to slap him so directly? He frowned and was about to explode, but Meng Liu blinked, and the tears that were originally in his eyes burst down, knocking Ji Haoyang unconscious. He hurriedly wiped them with his sleeves, and caught a glimpse of the redness and swelling on Meng Liu's forehead, and immediately the depression in his heart became even heavier. "Why are you crying? It's not like you haven't done it with me before. How come you haven't remained virgin for me even though we were engaged? Now you're with that blockhead Su Shi'an, so do you have to erect a chastity arch for him?!" Ji Haoyang said irritably. If he hadn't heard that Meng Liu didn't go home all night, he would have thought of stopping by when he came to school today. He didn't expect to hear the news that she and Su Shi'an stayed overnight in a hotel outside the classroom. He immediately got angry and pulled her into the toilet cubicle. At first he just wanted to check if she had really been fucked, but the red and swollen pussy and the marks all over her body were clear evidence. He couldn't control himself for a moment and actually fucked her right there. Meng Liu remained silent and raised his hand to slap again, but was stopped by Ji Haoyang who grabbed his wrist this time. Ji Haoyang had a rebellious face to begin with, and he was in a bad mood at the moment, with anger in his eyes and eyebrows, "Didn't I say you're not done yet? You slapped me, and I didn't bother with you because I really scared you, but you still want to go further, right?" "You're not bothering me?" Meng Liu's voice was hoarse, and he accused word by word, "You're raping me!" Ji Haoyang lowered his eyes and looked at Meng Liu, curved his lips and sneered, "Rape? You're my fiancée! As long as the engagement with you is not cancelled, you will be my fiancée. During this period, you slept with Su Shi'an, what do you take me for? That Qin Shou has no right to ask you, but I have the right, right?!" Meng Liu's eyes widened, "Engagement? Fiancée? Ji Haoyang, ask yourself, in all these years, have you ever really treated me as your fiancée? Besides, don't you like Ning Ning? Does she know that you treat me as your fiancée? " "Meng Liu you!" Ji Haoyang was speechless. Compared to the stupid and arrogant Meng Liu, he naturally liked the pitiful and considerate Ning Ning more. But for some reason, ever since he was forced to spend the night with Meng Liu, his eyes were always involuntarily attracted to Meng Liu. He even felt very uncomfortable when he saw Meng Liu getting close to other men, and even lost his mind. He repeatedly had the absurd idea of simply marrying Meng Liu so that he could completely possess her. "Anyway, I won't stop you from having sex with my sister, and please don't bother me anymore. I did let you down in the past, but today is your fault, so let's write it off." Meng Liu barely stood up by holding onto the door of the cubicle. Her underwear was completely soaked and she couldn't wear it anymore. Meng Liu gritted her teeth, pulled down her pleated skirt, and ran out with it barely covered. After running to the bathroom to deal with the mess in her lower body, Meng Liu asked for leave on her phone and ran straight home. As soon as she entered the house, she was startled by Ning Mu, who was sitting on the sofa with a gloomy face. The man was still wearing a white shirt and dark black trousers, with his head lowered. His long, bony fingers held a silver fountain pen and tapped on the coffee table again and again, which looked a bit weird in the quiet living room. Hearing her movement, Ning Mu raised his head, staring at her with his eyes behind his gold-rimmed glasses. Meng Liu unconsciously clamped her legs together. She could clearly feel the cold wind blowing from her pussy, which hadn't had time to put on her underwear yet. Although she had simply dealt with the semen that had flowed out in the bathroom, because Ji Haoyang shot too deep, a lot of semen was caught by the cervix and only flowed out slowly as she walked. At this time, it was all over her pussy again, and some of it was going to continue to flow down to her legs as she moved. "I'm back." Ning Mu spoke lightly, as if he was waiting for her here. The silver-white fountain pen in his hand flew between his fingers and turned twice, and finally fell back into his hand steadily. "I just have something to ask you, come and sit." Where could Meng Liu sit? She wasn't wearing any underwear, and her skirt wasn't long enough. Once she sat down, the semen at the base of her legs would definitely stain the sofa. "I, I'm sweating. I'm going to go upstairs to take a shower first." Meng Liu said and ran upstairs, but he was still a step too slow. As soon as he reached the stairs, he was stopped by the tall and long-legged Ning Mu. There was almost no wrinkle on his neat and clean white shirt. He had loosened the tie around his neck by himself. His protruding Adam's apple rolled up and down twice, and he seemed to be in a bad mood. "Are you sweating or..." Ning Mu paused deliberately, her eyes scanning Meng Liu's body up and down, and finally fell on a red mark on Meng Liu's wrist where Ji Haoyang's belt had tied it around her, "Did you get wet?" Such straightforward words coming out of Ning Mu's mouth seemed particularly obscene. Meng Liu's eyes dodged, "I, I don't know what you're talking about. I really need to go back and take a shower first, uh, don't--" Meng Liu's voice hadn't fallen yet, Ning Mu suddenly lifted up her skirt, and the plump buttocks covered with purple finger marks were completely exposed in front of Ning Mu's eyes. Meng Liu reached out in a panic to pull the skirt down again, but was so frightened by the cold look in Ning Mu's eyes that she dared not move. "Who?" Ning Mu spat out a word, her face was as cold as ice, her voice was emotionless, and there was no emotion at all. Ning Mu and Ji Haoyang were completely different. When Ji Haoyang was angry, he would immediately express his emotions, but Ning Mu was just the opposite. When he was angry, he would put all his emotions in, like a robot without emotions, so cold and terrifying. Meng Liu would not deal with such a person. If it was Ji Haoyang standing opposite, she would have pushed him away with a slap, and even shouted arrogantly, "Who it is is none of your business!" But the person in front of her was Ning Mu. Even with just a glance, Meng Liu seemed to be frozen, and really stopped where she was, not daring to move. "Don't tell me?" Ning Mu raised her eyebrows, no emotion could be seen in her dark pupils. "Then let me guess. Is it your fiancé Ji Haoyang? Or your Childhood Sweetheart Su Shi'an? Or... both?"
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