Chapter 2931: This is the real marriage grab [15]

The newlywed honeymoon room for Qi Bei and Nalan Xiner.
Washroom. Princess in the bathtub.
Song Song had a splitting headache and felt that he was about to die.
That must be when you are about to die, right?
Her arms hung weakly and couldn't find anything to cling to. She could only sway with fierce hits.
It hurts, it hurts.
Really dying...
Are you going to die?
That is the faint joy that comes from the deep pain.
Little by little, from the inside out, her belly and heart were filled.
Then came to her neck, forearms, fingertips,...
And her knees, calves, toes...
Her consciousness became more blurred, but her body gradually became tight~tension became loose~relaxed, still swaying with the bumps up and down, and gradually softened like a gentle wave.
Song Song wanted to lift his eyelids to see where she was.
However, her pair of eyes seemed to be extremely important and could not be opened at all.
She felt warm under her body, as if lying on the water.
But her body was hard and steel, and she couldn't get up because of something pressed her.
She ups and downs, the rhythm is sometimes fast, sometimes full.
When she was dying of pain, she couldn't help but yelled out, but her voice was hoarse, and she could hardly hear her yelling.
When the pain was a little bit happy, she couldn't help but yelled out, and it reached her ears, but it sounded a bit shy.
Song Song felt that he must be dreaming.
If she really was going to die, how could she still have a hazy consciousness?
However, if she is not dead, why can't she wake up no matter how hard she struggles?
In this long dream, a few times, the thing that tore her left, her body calmed down a little.
But after a while, it made a comeback again!
The last time Song Song couldn't stand it anymore, this time he felt that he would really die.
In the mist, she instinctively called out: "Brother...Save me...Brother..."
At the most desperate time in life, on the edge of life and death, she would always only want to call again, the name that was imprinted in the bottom of her heart.
Even if the original brand was so painful and sad, she still wanted to call him again: "Brother Gong Qing...Save me...Brother Gong Qing..."
The rhythm of rushing to hitting suddenly stopped and stopped at a certain point.
Song Song took a deep breath, feeling that he was about to come alive.
However, the next second, a more violent impact hit her! ! !
very scary!
Song Song floated helplessly in the bathtub, the whole person was like a small boat on the sea, and the boat was broken by the wind and waves, and he could only let the wind and waves ravage and tear...
"Woo...Gong Qing brother...it hurts so much..."
Song Song cried and passed out.
In the bathroom, the man gasped in a deep and heavy breath.
He couldn't hold it anymore, and finally released it.
Song Song lay wearily in the pink princess bathtub.
Just like a helpless little baby, the limbs are curled up toward the center, in a self-protective posture, huddled together in grievances.
The surface of the water was just at the level of her heart, and the rose petals were scattered on her heart, making her skin like jade, very delicate ~ gorgeous.
And the heart's mouth is also covered with faint traces of bruises, making people feel a little confused for a while, whether it is a rose petal or a... kiss~ mark.
The man turned her small body over--