Victor's eyes suddenly turned gloomy. He turned her over when she was almost suffocated and choked, her eyes scarlet.
When he looked into her eyes, his heart turned tight.
He knows, if he continues, maybe there will be no future with her...
Maybe in this way, she may really give up on him.
Then they will never go back.
But...
Victor felt he was crazy. He was still longer for her, for he experienced this for the first time. He became addicted to her body and can't stop.
He can't stop.
If Elinor hates him, what should he do?
At this thought in his head, he laughed as a devil.
Hate? She doesn't have the qualification yet.
Elinor didn't know when he stopped. After a depressing and lengthy plunder, she almost slipped and couldn't get up in the bathtub at the end, while he cleaned himself energetically. After drying himself with a towel, he put on a bathrobe and went out.
She soaked herself in water, as if nothing had happened.
Victor waited outside for a long time, even his hair was almost blown dry, but he didn't see her come out yet. His heart jolted, and he immediately strode back to the bathroom, seeing her weakly drowning in the water. He felt his hair stand up in an instant, and he stepped forward to lift her from the bathtub. "What're you doing? Are you crazy!"
She panted gently and shivered all over. "What's the matter with you?"
"Die outside instead of here. Otherwise, I'll be involved."
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