Love Letter to Manhattan

[✨The next book will open the same type of article "Taboo Relationship", please click on the column to collect it] ———— "Manhattan Love Letter"🌙✨🌟💫 ■Skin hunger syndrome｜Residence literature｜Wallpaper love｜Salvation｜Aesthetic school ★Fake good girl x wet and crazy batch The eldest lady from a scholarly family x the heir to the top American plutocrat Sang Zhuyue: 🙂😁 🖕🏻 Selunde: 🥹🥰 💍 ① In high school, Sang Zhuyue went to the United States to study alone. Under the arrangement of her family, she temporarily stayed at the home of her father's good friend. It is understood that his family has a son of the same age as her-Selender. Rumor has it that he is the proud son of God who is unruly and willful, and the only heir to the Rockefeller family. When they first met, the blond and blue-eyed boy looked at her condescendingly, with imperceptible scrutiny and arrogance in his eyes. "Don't appear in front of him" These are the rules he made. But he was also the one who broke the rules. In the dead of night, an uninvited guest came to the room. Serende pressed closer, pushing her against the wall. With one hand on her ear, he said in a low voice, "Kiss me." Sang Zhuyue closed her eyes and refused to look at him: "No." A chuckle came from above his head. In the darkness, the young man's thumb rubbed her lips hard, revealing an irresistible force: "Don't let me use force on you." "Kiss me, now." - Sang Zhuyue didn't want to endure all this anymore. She ran away, he chased her, and she was caught. This cycle continues. After being caught again, she was imprisoned by him in an empty manor. Serende pinched her chin with one hand and forced her to look at the huge mirror on the ceiling. Her eyes were full of morbid joy: "Look, you look like this... How beautiful you are." "Baby, don't ever leave me." ② Sang Zhuyue couldn't stand him anymore. She tried every means and finally escaped successfully. Five years later, the two met again in New York. Late at night, there was lightning and thunder outside the window, and heavy rain. Sang Zhuyue returned to the dark room and listened to the roar of thunder. For some reason, she felt a chill down her back. Before she could turn around, a pair of strong arms fell from her waist, tightening continuously. "Selende, don't be like this..." Sang Zhuyue recognized him, her voice trembled, and she tried to struggle, but in vain. "How?" The man lowered his head, leaned into her ear, and sighed deeply, "You left without saying goodbye for five years. How should I punish you?" "As a punishment, you can get the certificate with me tomorrow." "Don't ever think about leaving me again in this life." [Come here, hug me. ] [Come here and kiss me. ] [Please, Yueyue. ] ———— In the 10th grade, he made the last letter of her name into a necklace and wore it around his neck. Wear it for nine years. "You are my moon." Moon Moon Your name is synonymous with my youth. "The wind of New York has been blowing for nine years, but it still brings lovers back to each other." "No one but you." 🍽️Consumption Guide: 1. The male protagonist suffers from skin hunger syndrome 2. Hehehe 3. Double purity, the male and female protagonists are one and the same from beginning to end. 4. The male protagonist has incorrect views. He is crazy and paranoid. Don't substitute reality❗️If you don't like this, don't force yourself❗️ 5. This article belongs to a series of current stories, and the characters will make guest appearances. Please click on the column to read the sister articles "It Rains in Iceland" and "Before Sunset on Hong Kong Island". ———— Pre-received articles, current articles, similar articles "Forbidden Relationship" Childhood Sweetheart | Wallpaper Love | Skin Thirst Syndrome | py turned regular Maomao Wen Shimiao: 🙂😁 🖕🏻 Dog · Si Yan: 🥹🥰 💍 ★Zuotianzuodi x bastard ★Equestrian athlete/daughter x the top wealthy man in Beijing ① Wen and Si are family friends. They have settled in the UK all year round and have been in contact with each other since they were young. However, Wen Shimiao and Si Yan were incompatible with each other and were notoriously bitter enemies. In the eyes of outsiders, Si Yan, the heir to a top wealthy family, the world champion in Olympic shooting events, the proud son of heaven, is indifferent and dignified, has a strong sense of alienation, and is not interested in anything. People in the circle joke that Si Yan is so frigid that he will be alone for the rest of his life. In this regard, Wen Shimiao just wanted to say: "Loading goods, you are so serious." Only she knows how messy Si Yan is behind his back. The eldest lady, who had just won a gold medal for China, was pinned down by someone in the corner of the lounge. In the dim room, the man came closer to her, and his cold lips touched her, leaving no gap. "Too hard, please be gentle..." Wen Shimiao tried to dodge, but the other party grabbed his hands and pressed them against the wall. Their fingers were intertwined, and their palms were hot. Si Yan lowered his head and kissed her, increasing the force and grinding her hard. "Not enough, come again." "Why did you pretend to be unfamiliar with me just now?" ー Wen Shimiao has a secret. She suffers from severe skin hunger syndrome. She tried various methods, but none of them were as practical as sticking to Si Yan. The two hugged, kissed, and then went to bed. Only the kidneys were removed, and Si Yan never lost heart in this relationship. "Si Yan, I feel so uncomfortable." Wen Shimiao couldn't bear the torture of skin thirst syndrome and had to seek help from Si Yan. However, Si Yan was not as good as she wished. The man pinched her chin with one hand, brushed her lips with his thumb, and said in a bewitching voice: "Say you love me, and I will help you." ② After knowing him for 22 years, Wen Shimiao finally saw his true face. Si Yan is a madman. Wen Shimiao was a little scared and was ready to break up with him. The night she returned home successfully, she opened the door and found an uninvited guest. The huge villa was dark, and the moonlight shone down, vaguely outlining a familiar figure on the sofa. The man lowered his eyes slightly and played with a pair of handcuffs carelessly. When he saw Wen Shimiao, he stood up slowly and approached step by step. "Madman! Why are you here?" Wen Shimiao turned around and prepared to run. Si Yan picked her up and threw her on the sofa. Her hands were tightly bound by handcuffs and she could not move. "Why can't I be here?" Si Yan stood in front of the sofa, looking at her with narrowed eyes, half-smiling. The next second, the man leaned forward, clasped the back of her neck with his broad palms, and kissed her thinly and densely, sometimes lightly and sometimes heavily, his brows and eyes full of morbid obsession. "Baby, don't run away again." "I love you so much, baby. I want to be with you forever." ———— At the age of five, he wanted to marry her when he grew up. At twenty-five, he still wanted to marry her. My mind has never changed, just like before. On the night when she won the Olympics, she updated her news on IG and made the official announcement. Two pictures, she and him, two people. A picture of them together when they were five years old, and a picture of them when they were twenty-five years old. Copywriting: You are my only one. Intention: Sunny and cheerful