At night, Chu Qiao dragged her feet and walked step by step towards Meng Yanchen's villa.
The British-style villa has an elegant European style, and its simple design is full of elegance. The villa is shining with orange light, which makes Chu Qiao feel a little warm in her heart.
Even though it was warm, Chu Qiao knew very well that this was not her home, and one day, she was going to leave here!
Standing in front of the camera, facing the intercom, Chu Qiao said softly: "Sister Wan, open the door..."
With a "Peng" sound, the iron door opened.
Chu Qiao subconsciously retracted her left hand into her long sleeve. The back of her hand was burned and swollen. The pain was much lighter now than in the morning. However, there was still some pain on the back of her hand.
Mild burning sensation.
When Chu Qiao walked into the hall, Sister Wan greeted her: "Miss Chu, have you had dinner? Do you want me to prepare one for you?" Chu Qiao was not the first woman that Meng Yanchen brought back to live with her.
Sister Wan also knows that the young master has been entangled with many women in the past few years. As an old servant of the Meng family, she has watched Meng Yanchen grow up. She also understands the impact of that incident on Meng Yanchen.
So when he used this method to numb himself, she didn't say anything.
Chu Qiao didn't have dinner, but she had no appetite and didn't want to eat. She shook her head and smiled at Sister Wan: "Sister Wan, you don't have to be so polite! You don't need to call me Miss Chu, I'm not a young lady! You call me
Chu Qiao, that’s it!”
Sister Wan was stunned. These words were new. She had never heard it said by any other woman who came to the house. Even Miss Xu had never heard of it. Sister Wan nodded: "Well, Chu Qiao, Master, please
When you come back, go to the study to find him!"
Chu Qiao's body shrank back subconsciously. She didn't want to go, she didn't want to face him again.
However, she was still obedient and walked up the stairs to the study on the second floor.
After knocking on the door and entering the study, Chu Qiao saw Meng Yanchen reading a book. His expression was cold, and he was sitting quietly in front of the desk like a cold sculpture. When his eyes glanced at her, a pair of phoenix eyes darkened.
Made waves.
"You, you...what do you want from me?" Chu Qiao lowered her head and looked at the cotton slippers on her feet.
A trace of anger flashed in Meng Yanchen's eyes. Did she really not want to see him? Did she hate him so much? This realization made his chest feel tight. What was she doing? She still couldn't figure out the situation.
? She bought it by himself. He can do whatever he wants without saying hello to her!
"Come here -" Meng Yanchen did not move, but gave the order coldly.
Chu Qiao walked slowly over, her eyes full of uneasiness and panic, and her body trembled uncontrollably.
The distance from him was very close, Meng Yanchen's big hand hugged her hard, and Chu Qiao's petite and slender body fell into his warm embrace. Then, his lips blocked hers, without gentleness,
There was no pity, just punishment, and he just wanted her to face him.
Chu Qiao closed her eyes, but her heart ached.
Why did he kiss her when he clearly loves someone else? She is just an ordinary woman who has feelings, loves, is reluctant to let go, feels distressed, and greedily wants more and more... What he wants is just
It’s just my own body.
And what about her heart? Did he never need it?
In this love hunting game, whoever falls in love first will be the loser.
From the beginning, she knew that this was just a game, but as she played, she became serious. Sometimes he was domineering, sometimes gentle, and sometimes childish, which made her slowly fall in...
His lips were bitten by him, and he lingered on his own lips. His big hands went through the clothes without any scruples and rubbed the rise and fall of her chest.
She didn't resist or speak, she just endured it all silently!
Meng Yanchen saw that she was motionless, like a lifeless porcelain doll, looking at him indifferently. His heart tightened, and the strength in his hands could not help but increase, and his eyes were fixed on the girl in his arms like a cheetah.
Prey, wherever the big hands touched, Chu Qiao was given a numbing feeling like electric current.
Chu Qiao only felt that her body was getting hotter and hotter, as if there was a big furnace inside and the fire was burning brightly. She still followed her own wishes and put her arms around his waist.
In the study, under the orange light, Chu Qiao endured his night of love.
Half heaven, half hell, but she knows that if this continues, she will only go to hell...