Olivia felt as if her whole body were being bitten by a thousand ants, and the pain was almost devouring her reason. She bit her tongue, and a sweet smell spread in her mouth, but the heat waves in her body quickly dissipated her remaining reason. She curled up on the ground and made a suppressed sound, and the groaning was like a cat's paw scratching the hearts of those men one by one. And the delicate little face, the rosy lips, the slender waist, the upturned buttocks, the fair thighs, all hooked their souls.

Someone couldn't hold back any longer and tried to pull off Olivia's broken dress, but was stopped by someone beside her: "Why are you in such a hurry?" When the effect of the medicine takes effect, the beauty herself will tear her clothes to pieces and then pounce like a female dog. Isn't that more fun?"

Sure enough, the force of the drug was even stronger. Olivia just wanted to tear off her clothes. It seemed that this would be more satisfying. She needed to release. Her eyes were red as she looked at the man in front of her. She just wanted to pounced. She knew she couldn't do that, so she kept banging her head against the ground. It seemed that a slight pain would keep her rational at this moment.

Looking at the stubborn woman before him, a trace of emotion flashed in Emery's eyes. He walked over with his long legs, bent down and reached out to hold her chin: "This is the last time I ask you, do you want to follow me?"

She spat the blood from her mouth onto his face: "Get out!"

Emery's eyes were filled with hostility, and he suddenly let her go and pulled her dress off with his hand: "You brought this upon yourself!"

The dress fell, and she was only wearing the three-point diamond undergarment. The tiny diamonds shone through the light, making her skin as white as snow and her figure more graceful. The men, like wolves that had been hungry for a long time, came forward and dragged one of her legs towards the big box where they had been gambling.

"Ha ha ha... I have fun tonight."

"The boss has told me to make the video more exciting. In a moment, each of the brothers has a different pose. Whoever has a different pose is the damn grandson."

"Ha ha ha... That's a good idea."

They were so ungracious that when they got to the box, they threw Olivia to the ground, but at that moment she felt no pain at all, only unbearable itching and a burst of longing.

Seeing a man walking towards her with a smile on his face, she staggered to her feet and tried to get the fruit knife on the table, but was kicked away by the man: "Want to kill yourself?" I'll have to wait until the guys are satisfied."

Olivia was gasping for breath in pain on the sofa, her breath burning hot, and as the man approached, she suddenly turned around, bent her knees and struck him hard in the chest.

"Ah! The stinky girl is pretty fierce! '

A few men, seeing the opportunity, gathered around and controlled her limbs. With a splash, the man poured red wine over her right body, and everyone laughed.

"Let me go first, I go first!"

'Get out!'

She was so desperate that she wanted to bite her tongue and take her own life, but her chin was choked.

The sound of a man unfastening his belt was heard, and she was truly desperate. Just then, the door of the box was kicked open with a bang, and a man with a scarred face and a one-eyed mask came in. When he saw the controlled woman, a trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes: "Do you still have this in your eyes?"

"Brother Long, this is the boss's idea."

Bang! Brother Dragon lifted his foot to kick the man away and said coldly, "There's a sweet tip for me to taste first. Hurry up and get out!"

In no time, all the people in the room were evacuated.

"Brother Long always does this, always likes to eat alone, what a nice beauty, TSK TSK TSK..."

"Maybe when Long gets tired of playing, it will be our turn. Just wait."

"Come on, come on, let's take a gamble first."

Olivia opened her dazed eyes and looked at the slowly approaching man, feeling that he was tall and imposing, with a sense of familiarity and strangeness, she always felt that this man was not the same as that group of trash, as if there was an inborn sense of oppression, she slowly stepped back, but the valley in her body howled like a wild beast, she gasped: "Get out..." Get out of here!"

He crouched down to look at her, and a trace of heartbreak flashed in his eyes, which she thought was an illusion.

Are you feeling bad? How about I help you? '

"Get out..."

'Why? Worried that Evander doesn't want you anymore? '

"You... If you dare to touch me, I won't let you off even if I'm a ghost."

'To be a ghost? Are you going to die? Is it worth it for Evander?"

"I would never... I will never cause him any trouble!"

The man stared at her, and suddenly chuckled: "You love him, don't you?"

Olivia lifted her foot and kicked him, but the body was limp and the movement was a little slow. He suddenly seized her jade foot and pulled her forward. She fell into his arms and he lay down on the ground. The two formed the position of woman on top and man on bottom.

"Olivia, I know you care so much about me." He gave a seductive smile by curling up his pretty lips.

Her figure trembled slightly, and she suddenly removed the blindfold from his face. It was indeed Evander, but the scar on his face was so indistinguishable that it blurred his handsome face.

Pop! She raised her hand and slapped him hard across the face: "Bastard, why did you come so late? I almost..."

She bent over him, kissing and biting, crying and laughing, like a mad woman, facing Evander, all her sanity had willingly collapsed, and she didn't know where her strength was, but in a few bites she had stripped him clean and couldn't wait to put out the fire inside her.

He smiled and slipped his hand over her upturned buttocks: "I am your medicine, bring the horse here."

"Well, the medicine must not stop."

Probably because of the drug, she has never been as passionate, unrestrained, or even wild as she is now... Keep wanting, keep wanting, not wanting to stop.

He kissed her lips with all his might, and she groaned softly. If it weren't for the wrong place, he really wanted to pat her little PP and let her scream to her heart's content.

She straddled his waist, her body constantly rising and falling, surging like waves. Her black hair poured over her round shoulders, and a layer of fine beads of sweat oozed out of her body. Under the light, her skin looked radiant and charming.

At this moment her drug had almost worn off, she lay on him and looked him in the eye: "Evander, it's so nice that you can come."

"Olivia, it's nice to meet you."

"Do you love me?"

"Nonsense. If I don't love you, why would I marry you?"

"So you had a plan, say, when did it start?"

He smiled and changed the subject: "This question will be answered to you later. Do you love me?"

"I'll leave that question for you later."

He turned over and pushed her down: "You've been so busy for so long, aren't you tired? It's my turn to treat you."