Filed To Story: A Sacrificial Lambs Unexpected Marriage
What?
Oriana’s small hand holding the chopsticks stiffened for a moment. She raised her head in surprise, looking at him puzzled, “What did you just say?
Deacon pursed his thin lips in a slight are, “Oriana, you’re good at pretending. If there’s something wrong with your ears, you should see an ear doctor.”
After saying that. Deacon got up and went out.
He went away.
Oriana watched his tall and handsome figure disappear from her sight. The words he just said kept ringing in her ears, “If I said, the things between me and the women for the past three years were all fake, would you believe it?
He…?
Oriana’s heartbeat suddenly turned chaotic, and the calm lake in her heart seemed to have been thrown by him with a small stone, creating ripples.
No.
She didn’t believe it.
She would never forget the way he locked her in a closet to listen to the moans they made when he slept with other women. All were facts,
He must have lied to her.
He must have lied!
Oriana didn’t wait for Deacon, and after he went out, he didn’t come back.
Where did he go?
Oriana went to find Deacon.
Soon she saw him by the river. He was standing in the water, holding a wooden spear, spearfishing.
The river looked clear to the bottom. Unmarried boys and girls in the tribe were splashing water in the river. The most beautiful boy and the most beautiful girl got the most water splashes.
Deacon was standing in the water. He was dressed in black, tall, and all around him was a clean and indifferent demeanor. The girls in the river glanced at him stealthily and quickly blushed.
It was unknown which girl dared to pour water on him, and then more and more girls poured water on him.
The black clothes hugged his body tightly, revealing his solid chest and perfectly toned waist.
His black belt was tied around his waist. Oriana couldn’t look down. She was abstaining.
Deacon’s body is not exaggerated like a fitness trainer’s but looks noble and perfect.
He really came here… to show off!
Oriana sat calmly on a large rock, her snow-white feet touching the cool water, making her extremely comfortable.
She glanced sideways at Deacon. He was surrounded by a group of women. She saw his swagger, tsk tsk, straight but strong shoulders. His waist was narrower and his hips were bigger than a woman’s. He was standing tall by the river, making the girls blush and jump.
Oriana blinked her mischievous and sly eyes, then whistled per v ersely.
Hearing the whistle, Deacon quickly glanced at her, his deep gaze down on her small snow white feet.
She wore a black ethnic dress, her long hair was arbitrarily tied into the shape of flower buds, and her face was small and white, delicate like porcelain, making people’s hearts flutter.
Now her little feet are playing in the water. Crystal water splashes. She dared to look at him with her sharp eyes, and at the same time whistled at him like everyone else, stubborn and nasty, making him angry and itchy.
Deacon’s throat rose and fell, and last night’s thoughts were rekindled, and there were marks on his pants.
“Ah…”
A sensitive girl jerked back and embarrassed, but then peeked at Deacon. She really wanted to talk.
Oriana sat on the rock with nothing to do. She glanced at Deacon’ pants. His pants were wet and stuck to his thighs. In front of so many girls, he was really… pompous.
Look how fascinated those girls were with him.
Deacon didn’t even look the little girls in the face. At this time, with just one hand movement, the wooden spear plunged into the water quickly and powerfully.
He caught a fish.
Soon after, he caught the second one.
Deacon stretched his long legs and walked over to Oriana.
As soon as he arrived, he took away the glory of all the boys in the clan, and some of the boys looked at him incredulously.
But when Deacon arrived, they automatically gave way.
Deacon’s aura had been at the top for years, and these young men couldn’t struggle.
Deacon walked forward and came to Oriana’s side.
His hair, his face was smeared with water, his wet hangs stuck to his forehead. He looked like the son of a noble family, extraordinarily young and handsome.
His deep narrow eyes stared at her beautiful small face. He laughed, “Why are you whistling?”
When he arrived, he attracted all the attention.
Oriana felt like she had hit countless darts, and the jealous girls glared at her.
Oriana smiled, her bright red mouth peuting, and then she whistled at him again.
Deacon raised his thin lips, and even his handsome face was covered with a smile, “When a woman whistles at a man, it implies that she wants to h ook up with that man. So, do you wanna h ook up with me?”
Oriana furrowed her brows and said, “Women only whistle when they see the best young men.”
Deacon looked at her and asked, “What does that mean?”
Knowing that he did not understand what she meant, Oriana patiently said, “You’re a duck.”
Deacon stretched out his slender fingers, picked up her little feet from the water, and held them in his palm.
“If I were a duck, then you would never be able to sleep with me, Deacon added.
Oriana was speechless, as she frowned at him.
He was really a master at flirting with girls. Oriana didn’t know what else he couldn’t do.
He held her snow-white feet in his palm, and his fingertips touched them, they were crisp and itchy.
Oriana tried to retract her feet, “What are you doing? Let me go!”
Deacon gently held her little feet and wiped the water droplets off her feet with his shirt.
“The water is cold, don’t play with cold water, go up,”
he warned.
Oriana’s eye lastics shivered.
He had always been very kind to women. He was gentle, gentlemanly, considerate, sympathetic, and generous. He could be described as a perfect lover.
Oriana forcefully pulled her little foot back. “Why should I listen to you? Go away from me!”
Deacon rested his big, articulated palms on the stone beside her and wrapped Oriana in his embrace. He raised his head and kissed her lips.
Oriana stiffened.
He crushed his lips against her soft red lips and gently kissed her teeth open.
He kissed her gently and forcefully.
Deacon particularly liked to kiss her.
Not only could it be seen from how frequent he kissed her, but also the care and affection he exuded while doing so.
He really was a man who could indulge women in every possible way.
Oriana quickly pushed him away.
Deacon didn’t force it. He let go of her red lips and buried his head In her pink neck to take a breathe.
His body was really uncomfortable.
Oriana vaguely guessed what he was doing. She looked around and saw countless pairs of eyes. staring at them.
At this moment, Oriana felt a jealous and malicious gaze on her. She looked up and quickly saw Tiffany.
Tiffany also arrived, she stared jealously at Oriana, as if she wanted devouring her.
From where she stood, Tiffany could see them sideways. Deacon pressed against Oriana’s slender body. and they kissed for a long time.
Tiffany’s eyes wandered on Deacon. The wet long trousers on Deacon’s body vividly outlined his tall and straight figure. It was a pity that such a man wasn’t hers.
Tiffany wished she was Oriana. She wondered why she hadn’t met such a man like Deacon.
It was difficult for a woman to reject such a man.
Oriana’s snow-white earlobes turned a little red. She still wanted to face
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