I’ll Carry You to the Shower

He was gentle yet domineering in her mouth. He wrapped his big palm around the back of her head and let her lie in his palm, showing enough pity.

However, Bai Beibei knew that this pity did not belong to her. He thought of her as Ye Xiaotao.

Bai Beibei pressed her two small hands against his chest, she was not sure if she should push him away.

He was drunk now, so she could push him away.

However, if this could comfort him, she was willing to do so.

Soon, the man was not satisfied with this kind of verbal intimacy. His large palm slid down, lifted her skirt, and reached in. his movements were very skilful.

Bai Beibei's body was as stiff as a rock.

Everything that happened that night in the bathroom came back in her mind, and it was clearly projected. She was in so much pain that her body seemed to have been torn into two halves.

However, the pain in her body was far less than the shame she felt in her heart.