A novel that the man says hurts the woman just for fun.

I'm just playing with her is a romantic novel written by thirteen aunts who don't eat sweets.

A voyeurism aroused promiscuous second ancestors. Leng Yan's Xueba X, the handsome story of abusing the second ancestor, putting the kidney before the heart, watching the beautiful woman cry and the prodigal son turn back.

What kind of experience is it to be sent to the bed of the gold master's son by the biological mother? Fu, the fickle son of the Fu family, can't escape, can't run away, and lives carefully. She tried to escape, but Fu Yanfei always caught her and punished her more fiercely in bed. She got stuck in the mud and couldn't stop.

She ended with a grand confession. In the interweaving of love and hate, young love is vigorous, and Xu feels that Fu will always forget it one day.

Although the man kept his mouth shut and claimed that he was just playing with the woman, it was almost time to hit his face.

Wonderful excerpt

Under the awning, there are thousands of lights and tall buildings. At the moment, Fang Gezi, whose family is the unit, gently comforts the young and old who have been busy outside for a day. It should be delicious, warm and comfortable under those lights.

It can be as big as the world, but many people don't think of home.

Friday is a rare time to make up lessons on Saturday, and Xu fled to the subway station one by one.

The recently moved 100 square meter apartment is not a home, but it is the only stable shelter this year.

I'm going to a party today.

Mom has a new boyfriend, and they have a new home. Judging from the size of the apartment, this boyfriend should be very rich. Mother asked her to come home from school, but she dared not refuse to listen. The shadow of being almost abandoned in junior high school made her obedient to her mother. After all, no matter what kind of person her mother is, she is her only family.

When the subway entered the tunnel, the tall buildings of Fang Gezi scattered with warm light disappeared.

In the subway car at the peak of summer night, you don't have to worry about the electricity bill when blowing air conditioning. There is a strange smell in the air, which proves that sweat has been fermented on clothes all day and dried by the body. People greet the weekend wearily and comfortably in this cold weather that gives people goose bumps.