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Chapter 712 He doesn't want money, he wants people

Although this is a member-based high-end shopping mall, it is not a weekend now, and there are no people entering and leaving, there should be patrolling shopping mall security guards nearby. After seeing this scene, why didn’t they stop it?

When he came to his senses, he was about to scream, but the man covered her mouth in time.

She sobbed a few times, pounded and kicked, and struggled for a long time but could not resist the man's three-point strength.

Then, the sound of the car door opening was heard, and the man threw it into the wide rear seat.

With a 'bang', the car door closed.

Before she could take off the blindfolded cloth, she was suppressed by her long body.

The man straddled the leather chair cushion in the back seat, slightly spread his legs, held the woman's waist and sat on her thighs.

The quiet carriage that was so quiet that the needle fell and the heavy breathing that the man was in his ear made Shu Ge lose his calmness, and a sense of fear arose from his back:

"Who are you? What do you want to do? Let me go-"

The man said nothing and leaned forward, as if he was deliberately pressing against her soft protrusion. He leaned his head and leaned against her small ear flesh like snow-white, and held it in his teeth.

Her hair suddenly exploded and she kicked hard: "Let me go! I'll give you whatever you want or whatever you want--"

A narrow carriage is inconvenient to do anything. Not to mention self-defense judo.

Only use primitive strength.

But how could her strength be more powerful than a prepared man?

Obviously, the car also has a good sound insulation effect. Once the doors and windows are closed, there is no need to worry about people outside hearing it.

The man let her make noise and clamor, and only held her wrists firmly and cut them back behind her waist.

She could feel her struggle and the car was slightly shaken, but the man still had no intention of letting go. Until she saw that she was exhausted, she stood tall and narrow waist, and was placed closer and closer to her through her clothes without space.

She could feel the changes slowly under his pants.

He stood upright and arrogantly against himself.

I don’t know if it was intentional or physiological, but it was still shaking.

His body meaning was clearly answering that he didn't want money, but wanted people.

She was also afraid of humiliation and tears burst out. Although she had no strength, she was still resisting with her remaining strength and wanted to stay away from him.

The delicate back has reached the back of the front seat.

It hurts so hard that it rubs, but it doesn't care.

The man took a step further and slid his big hand to her waist.

The weather is warm today. She was wearing off-white elastic waist thin-shaped trousers, which was really easy to infringe on.

With no effort, the pants were taken off to the delicate ankle.

The white deer is as snowy as itchy as itchy legs and plump buttocks, which immediately make the man's eyes red.

Although she couldn't see it, she felt a coldness, and instantly felt a life-and-death relationship with him. She simply threw herself into his arms and bit his shoulder hard.

The man groaned, held back the pain, slapped it on the round peach, and pulled off her last layer of pants.

She sweated coldly on her back, and noticed that his palms were spreading her legs apart, and finally she was defeated, as if she was forced to the end, the arrogant and pitiful kitten tightly clamped her legs tightly and choked:

"Let me go-don't touch me!...Beast, do you want to die? Do you know who my man is?"

The man seemed to be waiting for her words, rubbed her into her arms and pressed her earlobe: "Do you still know I am your man?"

She was stunned and then she wanted to pull her hand out of his palm.
Chapter completed!
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