forced to be loved (nph)

On the eve of the fall, I was forced to taste it

Never thought that the young man would react like this. Even Xie Shanbai, who was originally admiring this spring scene, couldn't help but raised his eyebrows quite playfully, making that extremely handsome face reveal a bit of evil.
And Shen Yan...
...Shen Yan felt that his scalp was numb.
For some reason, she suddenly felt a huge terror dominating her.
And in that terrifying depth, there is malice as deep as the sea.
She seemed to be falling into an abyss.
Bottomless.
There is never a day to escape.
This is not just the previous fear, to be precise, it should be terror.
She didn't know what to do.
Suddenly, Shen Yan felt a little...
wronged?
Sad?
No, she couldn't describe her current feelings well in a single word.
It's not so one-sided.
If I had to say it, it was just a combination of these words to barely describe similar emotions.
Don't you like it?
Isn't it... love?
But isn't the identity of each other so unimportant? Isn't what they are doing now enough? Is it so wrong for her to reject someone she doesn't like? Is it so reasonable to bully the injured brother's wife?
Could it be... she is the one who sticks to the etiquette?
The wrong one.
For a moment, Shen Yan was really lost.
Xie Chunfeng's resentment and desire were so obvious and intense that it was shocking, so even Shen Yan really reflected on it.
But not so.
You, did nothing wrong.
Shen Yan told herself this, and she also firmed her mind.
But he still couldn't stop the raging palms on his breasts, and... couldn't stop Xie Chunfeng from turning himself over, facing him with his back and Xie Shanbai with his front.
obscene.
Yes, even if Shen Yan can't see it now.
But she could still feel how lewd it was.
The skin made of ice and snow was dyed with a pitiful thin red, shy like a newly married bride.
Pitiful.
cute.
Helpless again.
No one can save her, and no one can save her.
Because the only person who can save her is still lying on the hospital bed.
If Xie Jingming saw this scene, how would he feel?
Distressed?
Anger?
Or, the...excitement that pushed her into the Jedi?
Anyway, that's for later.
But no matter whether he lives or dies next, he is destined to push Shen Yan into a deeper hell, infecting his entire life with pain and desire.
Then, the man behind Shen Yan's legs was forcibly separated by great force, almost being broken into a "one" character, and the mystery in the middle was also revealed.
It's a lovely pink.
It still looked pure, dignified, and spotless.
Like no one has ever touched it.
But they all knew very well that the woman in front of her was already a real wife.
And yes, brother's wife.
The beloved wife of blood-related brothers.
But none of them took care of it.
First, the fingers.
The slender fingers seemed to tremble with the master's mood, but they still inserted them without hesitation.
"It's very warm," Xie Shanbai said.
His tone was smooth and his voice solemn, sounding like he was giving a speech or having just finished a hundred million voices.
That natural leadership is enough to be trusted by everyone who just meets.
Shen Yan was no exception.
Naturally, she heard this. She was ashamed and angry, but her struggling legs only showed some shallow fluctuations.
Of course it didn't bother them at all.
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