After retiring, I was pinched and spoiled by the boss

Chapter 155

"!!" Nan Sheng froze.

The explanation that had come to his lips was blocked in his throat.

nausea?

Does he need to use such vicious words to humiliate her?

Fu Xingzhi withdrew his hand in disgust, but accidentally pulled Nan Sheng's neckline even further.

Then another hickey on the collarbone was exposed in his eyes.

The fire burned to the top of the head in an instant.

scoff!

He yanked the skirt of her shirt abruptly.

The clothes were opened in response, and several red marks appeared on her collarbones on both sides in an arrogant manner.

Her skin was as fair as snow and could be broken by blowing bullets. Such traces were imprinted on it, which looked ferocious and hateful.

Fu Xingzhi was burning with jealousy.

Suddenly, he rubbed the eye-catching marks hard.

"Ah!" Nan Sheng yelled in pain, instinctively raised his hand to resist, and refused, "Fu Xingzhi, let go, you hurt me!"

"It's right if it hurts! If it doesn't hurt, you won't have a long memory!" He said words through the gap between his teeth, and he exerted more force on his hand.

But such traces, once printed, are printed, how could they be washed off?

"Ah... Fu Xingzhi, you bastard!"

She was angry and hurt, and felt that her skin was about to be torn by him.

He leaned her against the wall, aimed the shower at her neck, and scrubbed while showering.

Soon, Fu Xingzhi was also drenched.

Nan Sheng was shivering with cold and pain.

Looking at the man who seemed to be stupefied, she couldn't bear it any longer, and raised her hand to hit him in the face.

But he seemed to have eyes all over his head, and he blocked her raised hand just in mid-air.

"You still want to hit me?" He strangled her wrist fiercely, spraying a dark breath on her face, "Nan Sheng, don't you know how to write the word 'death'?!"

As soon as the words fell, his kiss fell fiercely on her slightly trembling lips.

It was a kiss without warmth, without even a hint of emotion.

It's like venting, it's like punishment, it's more like torture.

"Hmm... don't touch me!"

She turned her head to hide and yelled angrily.

"I'm your fucking husband, it's only right to touch you!" He gnashed his teeth, moved his lips to her neck, and bit hard.

Just bite!

He tried to use his own marks to cover up the marks left on her by others.

The disparity in strength between each other is too great, Nan Sheng can't dodge, and can't escape.

And the more she tried to struggle and resist, the more vicious he became.

He started tearing the dress off her body.

"Don't you think I'm dirty?" Realizing what he was trying to do, she panicked.

In this case, she didn't want to sleep with him.

"So you clean it up for me!" Fu Xingzhi gnashed his teeth viciously.

"You... ah..."

The stormy plunder started from the bathroom.

He pushed her under the shower, pressed her back against the cold tiles, then picked up one of her legs and pressed it against the wall, demanding...

Then the desire is like a prairie fire, out of control.

In front of the full-length mirror in the bathroom, bay window, sofa, and even the cloakroom, there are traces of their flow everywhere...

The last moment is on the big soft bed.

His big hand was holding her neck weakly, and while doing it with all his strength, he breathed coldly on her lips——

"Nan Sheng, next time, I'll kill you!

"Remember your identity, you are the young mistress of the Fu family, not the princess of those entertainment clubs!"

clubhouse princess...

She smiled bitterly.

It turned out that in his heart, she was on the same level as those women who sold their souls.

Ah!

Nan Sheng didn't say anything, just like a broken rag doll, lying in bed "all over with bruises", letting the man get whatever he wanted.

The long tossing made her whole body hurt like she was falling apart.

Especially below...