C60 I Wish She Were Dead

Every time he finished venting his desire and left, he would force her to eat the birth control pills.

He was not a competent husband at all.

"Oh, is that so? Are you feeling unwell? Where are you feeling unwell? Do you need me to take a look? " The corners of Ling Ouwen's lips curled up as he looked at her from head to toe. There was still a hint of heat in his eyes