Time: 2009-10- 10 10:07:48 Words: 970
At the same time, in the parking lot.
In Han Geng's car.
"Hiss…"
Xi Che's hand covered Han Geng's lower body.
Although he had been controlled by the drug, he still used his remaining rationality to observe Han Geng's expression. Although his eyes were a little dazed and charming…
There seemed to be something controlling him in his subconscious, telling him that he had to do this.
Xieche's caress without any technique ignited Han Geng's little universe.
He could almost feel a flame coming out of his body. It was different from what women felt. It was a mixture of shame and indescribable feelings.
What was it?
Han Geng didn't have time to think. In the next second, his body was pulled up by Peter.
His shirt was roughly peeled off his body.
Han Geng knew that if this continued, he would lose his innocence. He would be completely ruined by this man, and it would be a humiliating defeat…
Many ideas flashed through his mind. Knock him out? There were no tools in the car.
Chop his neck with a hand knife? This wasn't a television drama, and he wasn't confident that he could control his strength well.
In short, he began to struggle. He wanted to break free from the control of the suddenly terrifyingly powerful Peter, but he kept reminding himself not to hurt him...
Therefore, he failed to succeed again.
He was still hugging Han Geng tightly.
He reached his hand down again, trying to undo Han Geng's belt, but his hand was trembling. Even though he tried his best to open his eyes wide, he could not focus. He felt like he was going crazy, and a hot air rushed around his body…
He blinked his big eyes as he looked at Han Geng for help. His eyes were actually filled with tears…
Han Geng was taken aback. What a proud man. Han Geng recalled the first time he met Peter, who was commanding him with his head held high.
Han Geng wasn't having a good time either. His desire had been aroused, and there was also a sense of humiliation that far surpassed that.
He panted heavily and lowered his gaze, not daring to look at Peter.
" Sizzle!" Han Geng looked up at the sound of his clothes tearing.
He sucked in a breath of cold air.
Seeing that his attack was not going to work, Peter actually tore his own clothes, revealing his fair skin from under his torn T-shirt…
He actually used his beautiful fingers to scratch his skin, leaving behind bloody fingerprints…
Desire continued to gnaw at his body, and he was constantly rejected by Han Geng. He didn't know what to do next. In his world, he had only heard of men.
The moment he tore off his clothes, his nails scratched his skin. He suddenly felt that hurting himself might make him feel better, so he hurt himself without hesitation...
Feeling the burning sensation on his body ease, he desperately slammed his head against the back of the chair and the steering wheel…
In Han Geng's eyes, his heart was pounding.
How, how could this be? How could this be? Was it so serious that he needed to torture himself?
No, those shocking bloodstains, no, the loud sound of hitting the steering wheel…
He was going all out.
However, Han Geng didn't want to be completely defeated. He wanted to turn the situation around…
Therefore, Han Geng held onto the bloody fingers that were reaching out to his body.
What followed next was a plot that could often be seen in romance novels…
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