Chapter 23 The beautiful girl is humiliated

It was already twelve o'clock at night when Zhu Hong returned home. Usually, after finishing the bath at around 10 o'clock, Zhu Hong always kneels on the bed and recites the evening prayers a few times before going to bed. She can only come back in the middle of the night every month. In the past, she was back at one or two o'clock, and today it was early.

When Zhu Hong returned home, she collapsed on the sofa and gasped for a while. The first thing she did was to lift up her skirt, take off her underwear, and hook her head to check her lower body carefully. She saw that it was in a mess, and her lips were swollen like two pieces of sandwich bread.

Touching it with your hands makes it painful.

Oh my God, why did it be like this?Lord Ah!Look at your servant's sincerity to you.

Zhu Hong prayed silently in her heart, then stood up and took out a bottle of anti-inflammatory cream from the drawer, then stood in front of the sofa and took off her only short skirt, sat on the sofa, spread her fat white thighs apart, and carefully applied the plaster to the eternal wound.

I was still thinking about the scorching feeling that the man's last few sprints brought to her.

Suddenly, Zhu Hong seemed to hear the door ringing, and her hand stopped immediately, but when she listened carefully, she didn't sound.

Alas, Zhu Hong couldn't help but sigh. She was old and her ears were no longer effective. In a few years, she would only hear the Lord's call.

Just as I was about to continue my work, a slight noise came from the door, and then I could clearly hear the sound of the key inserting into the door lock.

Someone opened my door with the key, Xiaoya?

No, my God!

It's not him, he also has the key to this room.

Just when Zhu Hong was nervously trying to stand up, the door suddenly opened.

Zhu Hong Ah screamed. When she saw the person clearly, she forgot her naked lower body. She didn't even symbolically cover it with her hands. She just held a tube of ointment and stayed there with her legs spread out.

Shang Rong was not much better than a woman. He thought Zhu Hong had already gone to bed, so he wanted to sneak in with his hands and feet. Unexpectedly, there was such a erotic scene under the bright light.

With the woman Ah screaming, Shang Rong kicked her feet back and kicked the door locked. Her eyes naturally glanced between the woman's legs, and the wet water and redness and swollenness were imprinted nakedly on the other side.

Shang Rong took a breath, and his first reaction was that there was a man in the room. According to his experience, the woman had obviously just been fucked by a man, and it was not easy to deal with.

Qi Shundong?

Resurrection?

impossible!

It must be a wild man.

Shang Rong's thoughts were turned and he stepped to the door of the bedroom in a few steps. He looked inside and it was empty. Then he glanced at the other bedroom, toilet, and even the kitchen, without even seeing his own figure.

Shang Rong felt relieved and turned around to the living room. He saw that the woman had already covered the short skirt on her legs, and her face turned red.His eyes stared at him in horror, as if he was a stranger intruder.

What's wrong with you?

Shang Rong sat down opposite the woman and lit a cigarette calmly. Anyway, he had to ask her too much tonight, so he didn't rush for a moment. He glanced at the woman's legs, and could see the dark shadow between the woman's legs from the gap in the skirt.

You...what are you here to do?

Zhu Hong's heart was a little calmer at this time.

What am I doing?

Shang Rong seemed to feel ridiculous and said: This is my home, what else can I do when I go home? It’s just eating, sleeping and fucking women.

Zhu Hong had never seen a man as scoundrel and vulgar as he was stunned for a moment, unable to speak, and his face turned red.

It seems that you just finished doing this outside, why?Injured?Is it serious or not?Women should be more relaxed when they are old. That place is very fragile and it may be troublesome if they are bleeding.Come here, I'll show you.

Shang Rong said one after another, Zhu Hong felt ashamed, her legs shrank to the sofa, and her hands covered her face and started crying.

Look at why you cry?Why are you shy!

Shang Rong stood up and sat next to the woman, touching her hair.

Tell me, who made you like this?If it is your own voluntary, then I will avenge you.After all, you have been my woman.

Don't say it anymore...I...Don't worry about my affairs...you...you can leave now...

Zhu Hong pushed away the man's hand on his shoulder, as if the hand was dirty.

Shang Rong could no longer suppress the fire and jealousy in his heart.Zhu Hong, what were you talking about?Can't I even stay at my own home?

As he said that, he pulled off the skirt from the woman's legs, pulled her legs apart, and stared at the lustful place and tsk his mouth twice.

I couldn't help but wonder: Which beast is so fierce that it is more capable than me. I didn't even make her look so embarrassed, and even applied ointment?

Look, look, what it looks like...

Zhu Hong couldn't close her legs, so she had to reach out to cover the shameful place and cried: This is my business, are you in charge?

Shang Rong put the woman's body on his legs, put his hands into the injured place and rubbed it freely, and said viciously: As long as you still eat my living in my place, I can care about you.

Zhu Hong hummed in pain, twisting her body to avoid it, but the man was very strong, and no matter how he twisted, he could not get rid of the invasion of the hand on his lower body.

Don't touch me...it hurts so much...don't...please spare me...

Seeing that Zhu Hong started begging for mercy, Shang Rong reduced his movements in his hands and wondered where to start the battle with God tonight...