What Are Some High-Quality Pornographic Stories That Are so Tortured That My Liver Hurts and I Dare Not Read Them a Second Time?
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You will be tortured until your liver hurts, and you will cry until your heart breaks. Come and share those tear-jerking articles that will make you cry late at night but still want to stop!
I really recommend that sisters read it. I think the first one is really sad. The female protagonist and the male protagonist are in a deadlock. I think the ending is not close to the key thing. I don't know what it is. The last one is not very exciting. One thing is that the second male lead should not be in the final position. I love watching it.
[Double male protagonists + ancient style] The front part is very sad, and I feel very uncomfortable after reading it o(╥╥)o. The male protagonist is a mute, but the back part is better, and the back part can be sweet. It is very, very, very good-looking. Dear readers, come on! ! ! [Adoration][Adoration][Admiration]
These two books can be regarded as gods in Tomato's sadistic writings! I hope that if you like it after my recommendation, you can @ me later. The Marquis Is Not Easy to Flirt with is finished. The system shows that it is being serialized. They are all women who grew up independently. The author's writing style is all first-rate and it made me shed a lot of tears. Some plots and lines are easy to be substituted, and tears stream down.
These two books can be regarded as gods in Tomato's sadistic writings! I hope that if you like it after my recommendation, you can @ me later. The Marquis Is Not Easy to Flirt with is finished. The system shows that it is being serialized. They are all women who grew up independently. The author's writing style is all first-rate and it made me shed a lot of tears. Some plots and lines are easy to be substituted, and tears stream down.
Very sadistic, chasing his wife in the crematorium. Very cruel! The male protagonist took care of the female protagonist when he was a child and treated her very well. The female protagonist began to like the male protagonist, but in the end the male protagonist abused her thousands of times. The male protagonist fell in love without knowing it, and then the female protagonist gave up, thinking she could escape from the prison soon, but unexpectedly it turned out to be a scam.
Chapter 51 is something I will never forget after reading it. I don't know if my liver hurts or not. Anyway, my heart almost exploded after reading it. Anyone who dares to play the second game is a warrior.
This book is super sadistic. The female protagonist was framed by a man and had a miscarriage. Her mother was killed by the male protagonist and her ashes were thrown away. The child was also prematurely delivered alive. The female protagonist was redeemed by the second male lead, but was also killed by the male protagonist. She eventually turned into a black man. The whole story is abusive. The male protagonist is abused in the following, and there is no reunion. The following is a cool story. Interested readers can follow it.
"Mu Sinan" is about the death of the heroine, "She won't coax him" is about the heroine dying of a heart attack. Jiang Qiao and Xu Si were so in love, but in the end Jiang Qiao died on the day of the college entrance examination. The author's writing is very good, very sweet at the beginning, but very abusive at the end. The families of the male and female protagonists are not good to them, but Jiang Qiao is Xu Si's light. "Xiao Xiao Yu Sheng Chi" The male and female protagonists have a crush on each other, but because of a joke from the male protagonist, they ended up being. Originally, the male protagonist just made a joke that he was leaving, but because his mother really left, the two kept missing each other. In the end, they thought the male protagonist had someone he liked, but he never dared to confess.
Chasing her husband at the crematorium cried until her heart broke! Junze fell in love with her when he saw her in the third year of junior high school. He gave her all his tenderness. When she confessed, he thought it was happiness, but he fell into the hell of revenge. It was not until he was bedridden that she regretted it!
Chasing her husband at the crematorium cried until her heart broke! Junze fell in love with her when he saw her in the third year of junior high school. He gave her all his tenderness. When she confessed, he thought it was happiness, but he fell into the hell of revenge. It was not until he was bedridden that she regretted it!
🍀①The heroine was set up to have a ridiculous night with her brother, and then he sent her to prison, and their child was gone. Later, the girl's blood was used to save her sweetheart, and then the heroine was covered in bruises, and the hero regretted it.
① The male protagonist was lost and finally found, but he was not unwelcome. He lived a life that was worse than that of a servant, but his family thought he was very good to him [staring] ② It is similar to the previous book, but this one is even more outrageous. It is obvious that the male protagonist is his biological child, but the male protagonist's mother said nasty and hurtful words to the male protagonist. Dear readers, please prepare tissues [crying]
① The male protagonist was lost and finally found, but he was not unwelcome. He lived a life that was worse than that of a servant, but his family thought he was very good to him [staring] ② It is similar to the previous book, but this one is even more outrageous. It is obvious that the male protagonist is his biological child, but the male protagonist's mother said nasty and hurtful words to the male protagonist. Dear readers, please prepare tissues [crying]
On the day Lu Yanqian committed suicide by jumping off the building, Huo Jincheng was immersed in the hustle and bustle of feasting and feasting. She loved him with all her emotions, without reservation and with everything she had. And he hated her and used all means to cruelly destroy everything about her. In the long life without her, he gradually got used to loneliness. In the long river of time, only his lonely figure was left walking alone. Once upon a time, he thought that his love for her was just a fake game, just a joke. But in the end, he discovered that he was already terminally ill and deeply in love with her, loving her to the core. Lu Yanqian, I regret it, I really regret it... The endless regret and sorrow flooded him like a tide, making him miserable.
① Mo Qian left quietly without taking anything with him, just like when he came to this house, alone and empty-handed. When I came, I was filled with longing and love. When I left, my heart was desolate and I was in pain. The same thing is that I am always alone and have not been loved. The autumn wind picked up the hem of his clothes, and the fallen leaves were flying. Mo Qian was as thin as a dead leaf swaying in the wind. This autumn was really chilly. Aunt Xu stood in the courtyard, looking at Mo Qian's thin and leaving figure. She was a little flustered. She shouted anxiously: "Xiao Qian, Aunt Xu will make your favorite sweet and sour pork ribs tonight." Mo Qian turned around, looked at Aunt Xu's worried face, smiled softly, lowered his eyelids, "Sister Xu, goodbye." It's just that sweet and sour pork ribs are not my favorite.
① Mo Qian left quietly without taking anything with him, just like when he came to this house, alone and empty-handed. When I came, I was filled with longing and love. When I left, my heart was desolate and I was in pain. The same thing is that I am always alone and have not been loved. The autumn wind picked up the hem of his clothes, and the fallen leaves were flying. Mo Qian was as thin as a dead leaf swaying in the wind. This autumn was really chilly. Aunt Xu stood in the courtyard, looking at Mo Qian's thin and leaving figure. She was a little flustered. She shouted anxiously: "Xiao Qian, Aunt Xu will make your favorite sweet and sour pork ribs tonight." Mo Qian turned around, looked at Aunt Xu's worried face, smiled softly, lowered his eyelids, "Sister Xu, goodbye." It's just that sweet and sour pork ribs are not my favorite.
① Mo Qian left quietly without taking anything with him, just like when he came to this house, alone and empty-handed. When I came, I was filled with longing and love. When I left, my heart was desolate and I was in pain. The same thing is that I am always alone and have not been loved. The autumn wind picked up the hem of his clothes, and the fallen leaves were flying. Mo Qian was as thin as a dead leaf swaying in the wind. This autumn was really chilly. Aunt Xu stood in the courtyard, looking at Mo Qian's thin and leaving figure. She was a little flustered. She shouted anxiously: "Xiao Qian, Aunt Xu will make your favorite sweet and sour pork ribs tonight." Mo Qian turned around, looked at Aunt Xu's worried face, smiled softly, lowered his eyelids, "Sister Xu, goodbye." It's just that sweet and sour pork ribs are not my favorite.
① Mo Qian left quietly without taking anything with him, just like when he came to this house, alone and empty-handed. When I came, I was filled with longing and love. When I left, my heart was desolate and I was in pain. The same thing is that I am always alone and have not been loved. The autumn wind picked up the hem of his clothes, and the fallen leaves were flying. Mo Qian was as thin as a dead leaf swaying in the wind. This autumn was really chilly. Aunt Xu stood in the courtyard, looking at Mo Qian's thin and leaving figure. She was a little flustered. She shouted anxiously: "Xiao Qian, Aunt Xu will make your favorite sweet and sour pork ribs tonight." Mo Qian turned around, looked at Aunt Xu's worried face, smiled softly, lowered his eyelids, "Sister Xu, goodbye." It's just that sweet and sour pork ribs are not my favorite.
① Mo Qian left quietly without taking anything with him, just like when he came to this house, alone and empty-handed. When I came, I was filled with longing and love. When I left, my heart was desolate and I was in pain. The same thing is that I am always alone and have not been loved. The autumn wind picked up the hem of his clothes, and the fallen leaves were flying. Mo Qian was as thin as a dead leaf swaying in the wind. This autumn was really chilly. Aunt Xu stood in the courtyard, looking at Mo Qian's thin and leaving figure. She was a little flustered. She shouted anxiously: "Xiao Qian, Aunt Xu will make your favorite sweet and sour pork ribs tonight." Mo Qian turned around, looked at Aunt Xu's worried face, smiled softly, lowered his eyelids, "Sister Xu, goodbye." It's just that sweet and sour pork ribs are not my favorite.
① Mo Qian left quietly without taking anything with him, just like when he came to this house, alone and empty-handed. When I came, I was filled with longing and love. When I left, my heart was desolate and I was in pain. The same thing is that I am always alone and have not been loved. The autumn wind picked up the hem of his clothes, and the fallen leaves were flying. Mo Qian was as thin as a dead leaf swaying in the wind. This autumn was really chilly. Aunt Xu stood in the courtyard, looking at Mo Qian's thin and leaving figure. She was a little flustered. She shouted anxiously: "Xiao Qian, Aunt Xu will make your favorite sweet and sour pork ribs tonight." Mo Qian turned around, looked at Aunt Xu's worried face, smiled softly, lowered his eyelids, "Sister Xu, goodbye." It's just that sweet and sour pork ribs are not my favorite.
The first one was so cruel that I couldn't stand it until half of it, mainly because of the physical abuse. The second one was abusive in the early stage and sugary in the later stage.