The room is very quiet and spacious. It can be seen that the cost of this villa is not low. It should be first-class in Jiangcheng...

It is comparable to Wang Xiaoqiang's Linjiang villa, which contains a TV, air conditioning, a tall wardrobe and a dressing table. The air is filled with the smell of perfume, which smells like a more classic Paris perfume.

It seems that Yao Baiyu's life is very luxurious.

Wang Xiaoqiang stepped to the edge of the bed and sat down beside the bed. Seeing that Yao Baiyu was already asleep and snoring slightly, he began his evil behavior. Instead of lifting the quilt with his hand, he went straight into the quilt.

Because I had just blew myself once and drank two more glasses of wine, Yao Baiyu fell asleep and started to dream of spring. She felt a man pressing on her body...

Wang Xiaoqiang, who got into the quilt, gently retreated Yao Baiyu's skirt with his hand, and saw a delicate body appearing. After drinking two glasses of wine, the skin was white and red and very shiny. Although he was wearing a three-point style, he could not cover anything. His slender and pink neck, plump breasts, flat abdomen, cute belly and navel, thin waist, slender and beautiful legs, and between the legs...

It is so beautiful that this delicate body is more plump and tempting.

In the dream, Yao Baiyu wanted to resist, but found that her hands and feet were weak, as if she was shackled and could not move at all. At this time, she vaguely saw a man on her.

Wang Xiaoqiang unbuttoned Yao Baiyu's buckle and then backed her little inside...

I discovered a water stain, which must have been left behind by myself, and that just happened to be the prelude. Come on!

Looking at the fragrant, soft and smooth body, Wang Xiaoqiang could no longer control it. At this time, he was even more angry...

Yao Baiyu's dream continued, and she felt a sense of pain coming. She tore her body apart, and she suddenly opened her eyes...

Wang Xiaoqiang, in an invisible state, suddenly stopped all movements and suppressed his impulsive nerves. Yao Baiyu gasped, but she found that there was nothing on her body, but at this time she was like a person in a nightmare, feeling that her body was pressed by something and could not move at all. In helplessness, she closed her eyes in confusion again.

Wang Xiaoqiang started to attack again...

In the severe pain, Yao Baiyu opened her eyes wide again, but there was only air in front of her, and she didn't see the man she felt. However, she clearly felt that a man was on her body and was whipping her...

When Yao Baiyu opened her mouth and was about to scream, Wang Xiaoqiang reached out to cover her mouth and increased the intensity...

Yao Baiyu's face showed fear, humiliation and anger. She felt that she was being wiped out by an invisible demon wall at this moment!

I want to resist, I want to take revenge, but I can do nothing.

Finally, after 20 minutes of conquest, Wang Xiaoqiang climbed to the peak of happiness and his body collapsed...

A lot of blood was shed from Yao Baiyu... The white and soft bed sheets looked like a big bright rose dyed.

Wang Xiaoqiang withdrew his gun, satisfied and proud, like a general fighting in all directions, with another medal on his chest!

Now, he has broken up for many girls, and he doesn't know much. There are two types of people, one is the daughter of his enemy, and the other is the woman he loves. Whether it is a lover or an enemy, he feels a great pleasure. In life, in just a few decades, if you cannot avenge your enemies and enjoy your life to the fullest, it is definitely a waste.

Yao Baiyu stared at her big and beautiful eyes, and her black eyes looked a little hollow, just like a mentally ill person. Various complex emotions stimulated her nerves. This girl who has always been proud and domineering cannot accept this fact...

I guess she was like a mentally ill and had been in a trance for a while!

Wang Xiaoqiang leaned beside the bed, resting, and opened his spiritual sense and inspected Yao Zhihao upstairs. Under the spiritual sense, there was a bed. On the bed, there was a man and a woman with red bodies. The man and a woman were neither other than Yao Zhihao and Wu Zhihao. Yao Zihao had a cigar in his mouth, which was gray-black, thick, and very ugly. He was smoking leisurely. There was also a very thin white cigarette between the woman's bright red lips.

"Oh, did you take the medicine before coming..." The woman glanced at Yao Zhihao, showing a look of satisfaction, as if she was very satisfied with Yao Zhihao's kung fu on the bed just now. Her fingers dyed with bright red nails pulled out smoke from her mouth, her mouth opened wide like blood, and spit out a quite authentic smoke ring.

Yao Zhihao saw the empty smoke ring, as if he had seen the woman's under him, and a dazed smile appeared on his face. He immediately pulled out a cigar from his mouth, then pointed his mouth and spit out a very authentic smoke stick. The smoke stick was straight and long, like a man's thing, rushed out quickly and passed through the smoke ring that was about to float...

Seeing that his cigarette stick technology was improved, Yao Zhihao showed a proud smile on his face, and then he replied to the woman: "You are just your body, you need medicine! Who am I, Jiangcheng Golden Spear Little Overlord..."

"You are just a thief in your flower collection, and you were a silver ghost in your previous life!" The woman said with a charming look like silk and exclaimed, and stretched her feet towards the one that Yao Zhihao was proud of...

Yao Zhihao closed his eyes, gasped and said, "Men are all created by romantic ghosts. I don't like those who are most depressed in my life but are like a guardian. He has no capital to play with women. He just says that the grapes are sour when they can't eat grapes!"

"I agree with your point of view, but Zhihao, I advise you to avoid making random things outside in the future. Now you don't know how many AIDS patients are in Jiangcheng. Don't get infected by the time. Even if your father has a mountain of gold and silver, he will not be able to save you!"

"Well, Aunt Wu!" Yao Zhihao said softly in a negotiated tone: "Give me some sister Baiyu to play!"

"What,? You can think of it!" Wu Zhishao felt like he was caught in electricity, and his body suddenly shook, staring at Yao Zhihao with wide eyes. Although she knew in her heart that this guy was not only having an affair with her, but also having a bed relationship with his father's other concubines, Yao Zhihao and Yao Baiyu were half-siblings, and doing so was an inconsistent thing. Anyone with some conscience would not do it. Those who could have such thoughts were like pigs and dogs.

"Aunt Wu, don't make a fuss. This is not a rare thing. Haven't you seen it online? Brothers and sisters love mothers and sons. Actually, I'm also pitiful to Sister Bai Yu. Didn't you see it? Sister Bai Yu has long missed the spring and has secretly blew herself many times!" "Okay, don't say it anymore. Besides, I'll call your father. If your father agrees, then I'll give you your sister Bai Yu..." Wu Jishou was so angry. The man is lustful. It's not too big a mistake, but if he doesn't even let his sister go, then he is a beast.

"Oh, no, no. Aunt Wu, I was wrong," Yao Zhihao's mouth was quite sweet, and he still had a hand toward the woman. As he said, he reached into the woman's chest and gently grasped it. He said softly: "Tip, don't be angry with me, I'm also confused for a moment! That's why I have such an idea."

Yao Zhihao was just a test just now, and he didn't expect Wu Zhishao to agree. After all, if he knew about this kind of thing, it would be a disaster. Of course, Yao Qinghu would not attack his only one who passed on to Yi Dai, but if he forced himself to give birth to a grandson for him, then the Yao family would have someone who passed on to the family, and his son would not matter. This is also the main reason why Yao Zhihao refused to get married. This is his trump card. As long as he didn't play it, Yao Qinghu would not do anything to him!

Under Yao Zhihao's caress, Wu Zhishao made another sound, and suddenly turned over, but he was sitting on the lotus in Guanyin...

In the bedroom downstairs, Yao Baiyu stared at her eyes, her eyes empty, like a vegetable.

Wang Xiaoqiang glanced at her and cursed in his heart, this was retribution. Then, he stood up gently, and used his spiritual sense to observe the men and women who started bed fighting in the bedroom upstairs again, while climbing the stairs to the second floor.

The sounds made by men and women were loud and loud, echoing on the second floor, and the sound of the bang was very exaggerated. Obviously, the two of them entered a fierce battle again at this time.

Wang Xiaoqiang wandered around the living room on the second floor and saw a slender fruit knife on the coffee table. Wang Xiaoqiang took it in front of him and saw a bright cold light. He gently wiped the blade with his fingers... Well, it's quite sharp, it's it...

"Yao Zhihao, this is the last time you have been happy in this life..." Wang Xiaoqiang said in his heart, walked to the bedroom where there was a lot of noise, and pushed open the bedroom door...

The two men who fought fiercely closed their eyes, looked like they were floating in the air, and they could not notice the movements around them. Wang Xiaoqiang entered the door smoothly and walked to the edge of the bed. At this time, if the two of them were alert and opened their eyes, they would find that a knife was floating in the air, which was the knife that Wu Zhishao usually used to cut fruits.

However, neither of them opened their eyes in a fierce battle. They were all enjoying the joy of the battle. Their current postures have changed from the original Guanyin sitting in a lotus to an old man pushing a cart. Yao Zhihao was born with wealth and never pushed a cart in his life, but now he pushes a cart very hard, pushing Wu almost unable to control it...

It is difficult for Wang Xiaoqiang to have a chance to start...

Wang Xiaoqiang held the fruit knife and stood beside the bed with his breath, staring at the intersection of the two bodies with his eyes... waiting for the best opportunity to take action.

Suddenly, Yao Zhihao's movements stopped, and the hand that was pulling it out and scratched his face. At this stagnation, Wang Xiaoqiang decisively took action, and the fruit knife in his hand slashed hard at the half-exposed "golden spear".

"ah……"

A howling like a pig was heard from Yao Zhihao's mouth. At the same time, Yao Zhihao's "golden spear" was cut off by a knife. Blood splattered, and the broken first half was not in the woman's body.

The scene is miserable and funny!

However, Wang Xiaoqiang didn't have time to appreciate Yao Zhihao's miserable situation. He held the fruit knife and slipped out of the bedroom, ran to the bathroom, threw the fruit knife into the sink, turned on the faucet, and washed it up. The screams in the bedroom became more and more shrill, and there were women's terrifying screams in the room...

Wang Xiaoqiang didn't care about this. He swaggered downstairs. When he walked to the living room on the first floor of the villa, he saw that the security guard at the door had already run towards him.
Chapter completed!