But most of the time, Carl was dealing with his affairs, while I was lying in bed with no expression on my face. No one would take the initiative to say a word to anyone.

In the evening, Carl did not leave, but he did not cross the line and settled down on the sofa.

Because Carl was in the room, I forced myself to sleep very early. Only when I slept did I not need to feel the existence of this person.

As a result, I had no idea that after I fell asleep, this man would walk to my bed, kiss my face and look at me with guilt.

Even, when I was asleep, I hugged me from behind and wrapped me in his broad arms.

When I woke up with my eyes open, this person had already returned to his position.

It gives me the illusion that Carl doesn‘t need to sleep 24 hours a day.

Yes, how does the devil need to sleep? The devil can torture you all the time, and I am the prey tortured by the devil. I don‘t even have the ability to backhand.

… …

Such days continued until I gave birth.

Carl often talks to me, and I am lazy in my response. I can‘t even nod more than three times. I almost completely regard Carl as a transparent person.

I don‘t know how I did it.

But I did this, and finally on the 10th day after my birth, I completely killed Carl‘s patience.

Carl blocked me when I took my clothes with a straight face and was going to take a shower in the shower.

I looked at him, motionless.

"When are you going to make trouble?" Carl asked me.

I thought for a moment： "Maybe your son and Miss Deng are both dead, and I may be happy."

"You..." Carl seems to be angry.

"Otherwise, I might not be happy." I repeated with a sneer, "I will try my best to kill them."

"Summer." Carl gave a low roar.

I completely ignored Carl, pushed the man away and walked towards the shower. As a result, Carl moved faster and forced me to be completely pressed on the cold tiles.

The coolness of ceramic tiles, through my skin, neutralized when I was together, I didn‘t feel anything.

Even in this winter season, I stood unresponsive. My heart had already frozen up. The blood flowing on my body was no longer blood. Even, I don‘t know whether I am still alive.

How would I care about such excitement?

"Look at me." Carl pinched my mandible.

I thought I didn‘t hear it.

The next moment, Carl‘s thin lip kissed directly. The brutal and fierce kiss left me nowhere to run. This was the first time in months that Carl and I had kissed like this.

I pressed my lips tightly and did not give the man a chance to enter.

However, there are always thousands of ways for Carl to make me open my mouth. The tip of the tongue immediately jumped in, rolled up the root of my tongue, sucked and bit hard. I only felt pain.

But this kind of pain can never be compared with the pain in my heart.

This person‘s breath is pressing on me. It is too obvious. My resistance has completely stimulated Carl‘s beast nature. The strength of thin lips is becoming more and more ferocious.

My lip is in pain.

I sobbed aloud, but I did not beg for mercy. I just looked at Carl and stared at him harshly.

Carl didn‘t mind. He closed his eyes and kissed deeply.

This kind of kiss is not like a chase of laughing and shouting, but to rub a person into one‘s own body, which is out of control.

It is a kind of domineering and possessive.

Carl‘s tall body is more and more close to me. I can easily feel Carl‘s desire to burst through the cocoon through thin trousers.

I struggled my life, punched and kicked.

But in front of Carl, my actions were as embarrassing as insignificant.

I bit the man hard. I tasted the blood of the man between my lips and teeth, but I didn‘t let go. Carl didn‘t care and looked at me like this.

The dark eyes actually made me feel horrible.

He suddenly turned his mouth back and covered my lip： "I like to bite, don‘t I?"