Chapter 984 - The Little Princess’s Married-in Boyfriend (76)

Chapter 984 The Little Princess’s Married-in Boyfriend (76)
And the socialist core values bullet screen?
She could still hypnotize herself into not seeing even without it.
This was simply a live broadcast of an A film1.
The system’s voice piped up. “What? Just stick it on, and your soul will be extracted, leaving behind in your body only a trace of your soul that’s lacking consciousness but knows how to struggle. No need to worry about any aftereffects. That brainless soul that only knows how to struggle is also yours.”
Bai Weiwei was shocked.
The soul was hers?
It couldn’t be that the person with dazed eyes down below was also herself.
What kind of weird operation was this.
She watched Xu Menggui XX????? (what this). Mother*, he was so strong.
It was another forced tossing about.
Despite the struggles of the person beneath him, he was completely dominant, a beast hunting and killing.
He rasped, “Weiwei, look at me.”
His beautiful shoulder blades began to drip with sweat due to using too much strength. Sweat dripped down his muscles as his body trembled with excitement.
The face that was usually quiet and gentle now had a different sort of charm due to being awash with a red flush.
Bai Weiwei heard the sounds of cries and gasps.
It was the cries of her brainless soul.
That sweet and unctuous sensation made one’s blood boil upon hearing it.
“Let me go…”
“This ‘let me go’ voice was more like ‘hurry up and f*ck’ ba.
Bai Weiwei covered her face. She couldn’t see, she couldn’t hear. Someone save her chastity.
System: “F*cking? Is this f*cking? People who use the stick won’t enter bullet screen mode. I’m so envious.”
Before it was a dense barrage of sound shielding bullets.
So depressing.
Bai Weiwei buried her face in her hands. “F*ck your grave. My fifty favorability ah. What use does this substitute stick have? I’m still the one being f*cked ah.”
Was there any difference from taking a sleeping pill and being forced?
The body was hers, and the struggling, brainless soul was also hers.
She could watch the live broadcast, but she couldn’t run away.
System, comforting: “Don’t worry, your soul hasn’t been f*cked, so you’re still a virgin.”
Xu Menggui spoke in his hoarse and sensual voice.
“Weiwei, you are mine. For the rest of your life.”
Then Bai Weiwei heard her brainless body again.
Weeping, “Let me go, you let me go. It hurts.”
Xu Menggui said in a strained voice, “It’s fine if it hurts. I want you to remember who your man is.”
The shame was overwhelming.
Bai Weiwei’s body was covered in goosebumps.
She said, “I think my soul is also unclean. This world is too terrible. Let me leave.”
System: “You can leave in three and a half days. Soon.”
Bai Weiwei: “I feel like every day is a year.”
And she was right.
Stickers were only effective for a limited period of time. One sticker only lasted for 6 hours.
When Bai Weiwei opened her eyes, everything was over.
She was lying naked in Xu Menggui’s arms, her limbs as weak as though she’d been in a car accident.
There were all sorts of shameful and unspeakable sensations in her body.
She strained to look up at Xu Menggui and saw that his eyes were closed. His thick lashes cast a shadow over his eyes, bringing with them a delicate melancholy.
Xu Menggui was vigilant. He immediately woke up and opened his eyes to see her bewildered ones.
He held her soft and warm frame, and his body immediately grew excited again.
A trace of panic flashed through Bai Weiwei’s eyes.
Xu Menggui recalled that he had tossed her about for too long, fierce and uncontrolled.
Maybe he hurt her.
Xu Menggui gently reached out with his fingers and brushed away the hair stuck to her cheeks. “Rest, I’ll draw up the bath water for you.”
1: A(dult) film.↩