"I want to see if any security guard has the guts to expel me, Yan Nuohan." He said to Angry Amber Qing domineeringly and shamelessly.
Yan Nuohan wore an evil smile that seemed elegant but was actually dangerous. His tall body closed the door of the suite neatly. It must be a sleepless night for him and her tonight.
Amber Qing tried her best to maintain a calm expression. She quickly left the entrance hall and walked straight to her room, because she knew that the man behind her had lost her mind at this moment, and she would definitely be the one to suffer if she stayed for a moment longer.
Yan Nuohan was determined not to let the woman escape.
"Mo Mo, don't resist me anymore." He used his tall body to resist the door she slammed coldly. With a drunken confusion, he just wanted to hold this woman who he had missed for four whole years tightly.
Into his arms.
He wanted to kiss her, he wanted to possess her, he wanted to rub her into his bones. Four years later, this strong possessive desire suddenly collapsed like a flood, and his reason had long been thrown aside...
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"What are you doing, get out!!" The obvious desire for amber on his face was all too familiar. Four years later, those memories invaded her again like a tide. It was impossible to say that she was not panicked.
"You know I won't let you go, I want you." After Yan Nuohan said this, regardless of Hu Huoqing's resistance, he lowered his body and kissed her cold lips domineeringly, a short light kiss in the elevator.
There was no way to feed him.
He held her slender waist tightly with his blood-stained hand. The tearing pain in his palm further stimulated his already irrational nerves. He forced her to press against him, and he used another hand to hold her slender waist.
He clasped her head with one hand so that he could seize her sweetness more deeply. His domineering and strong nature could not be suppressed at this moment.
Amber Qing only felt that Yan Nuohan's kiss was more domineering and savage than before. She was unable to resist his strong invasion. She was like a deserter. Facing his pressing domineering step by step, she could only retreat passively. Her reason told her that she should resist.
His emotions made her respond to his kiss involuntarily.
His familiar smell once again occupied her long-frozen heart. The air was full of ambiguous smell, and the sky seemed to be suddenly cast with a confusing net. Four years later, he and she put aside reason at the same time, with a psychedelic haziness.
, both of them were immersed in this long-lost romance.
It wasn't until she and he couldn't breathe that he reluctantly let her go. His bleeding palm bloomed a strange blood lotus on her white knitted skirt.
"You're so beautiful!" Yan Nuohan looked at her red and swollen lips and her hazy eyes, and he sincerely praised her.
But this sentence made Amber Qing, who was already upset, even more upset. She suddenly felt like a shameful, cheap prostitute, and she fell into despair again and again.
She stared at him with her whole body tense and stiff, she hated herself for being indulged in the kiss of the man she hated the most!
"Why can't I kiss you enough!" Yan Nuohan reached out confusedly and touched her reddish pink cheeks. He wanted to taste her again. He had known that he would be addicted to her kisses, but at this moment he could no longer
I don’t want to suppress his addiction!
Hearing this, Amber's heart suddenly trembled slightly, and with annoyance to herself, she reached out and slapped Yan Nuohan hard. She wanted to wake him up, but she also wanted to wake herself up.
"Shameless!" she said coldly to Yan Nuohan.
There was a burning pain on his face, and his heart was as heavy as drops of blood. Facing the cold determination on Ye Momo's face, his handsome face tightened, and he felt an unprecedented sense of shame that filled his heart.
Anger and sorrow.
Yan Nuohan denounced the woman with a cold voice: "This is the second time you have slapped me. How could you be so ruthless!" Thinking about Yan Nuohan, who has always been strong and majestic, how could he endure such humiliation?
If the other party was not the woman he cared about most, how could he give up like this?
"You brought this on yourself." This was his punishment for her arrogance, and she didn't feel that she was going too far at all.
"You asked for it? Do you dare to say that you weren't as addicted as me just now?" He overturned her rebuttal to the point.
"You hit me simply because you have a guilty conscience!"
"Am I guilty? There is no need for me to feel guilty." She denied it with insufficient confidence. There was a trace of panic on her cold face.
Yan Nuohan felt helpless at Ye Momo's forced composure and coldness. He looked at the woman trying to maintain a calm expression, but her clenched fists betrayed her deeply! He felt sorry for her, why should she?
She was forcing herself like this, she was obviously very fragile, but she still had to pretend to be strong. He felt tired for her!!
"Mo Mo, don't torture me anymore, let alone torture yourself... The way you look now makes me feel so distressed..." He was angry because of her slap just a moment ago, but when he saw her stubborn expression
Disguise, all the anger instantly turned into distress. He felt sorry for her silently. She could obviously hide in his arms, and he would create the safest and warmest harbor for her, but she had to disguise herself with coldness.
He was indifferent and resisted him. He didn't understand. She was obviously in pain, so why did she still choose to torture each other like this!
Is hate really more important than forgiveness?
"Forgive me, come into my arms, and give us a chance to start over." He knew that she would inevitably ridicule him again, but he still begged her in a low profile again!
"Give you a chance, why didn't you give me a chance in the first place?" She asked him with a sneer. Since he was so cruel to her back then, what qualifications does he have to seek her forgiveness now.
"I will never forgive you in this life, I will hate you forever!" She stared at Yan Nuohan's eyes and reiterated to him sentence by sentence. She suffered so much pain because of him, it was too late for her to hate him, how could she possibly
Choose to forgive!
Her decisive oath made Yan Nuohan's heart sink instantly. Even though she stated so firmly that she hated him and hated him forever, he still couldn't let go.
He looked at her standing in front of him coldly. Her flower-like face was so cold and decisive. Her slim figure and her holy whiteness made him unable to let go of her. He looked directly into her resolute eyes. He was so
I hope I can crush this woman's stubbornness and coldness. Such torture will almost make him collapse.
"Hate it if you want, but... this blocks my determination to want you." His bright eyes looked at her greedily with deep and strong desire, her white and tender skin like cream, her slender and attractive eyes.
The legs and her firm and stubborn expression fascinated Yan Nuohan.
"What are you doing?" She keenly noticed that the man's bright eyes turned to chaos, and his desire for her was obvious.
"Tonight, I said I won't let you go easily!" He lifted up a piece of her hair and said slowly.