Chapter 133: I can't tolerate a grain of sand in my eyes
This look made his throat uncontrollably roll, and a man's burning desire arose in his belly. He couldn't help but speak with a sexy low voice.
"Qianqian, I want you."
He wants her, now, immediately!
Thin lips covered hers, and the tip of his tongue flexibly penetrated, exploring every part of her mouth, chasing the soft tongue, sucking hard for the sweet taste that belonged to her.
Her breasts were pressed against his chest, and when she pressed her body, he felt the skin on his chest being squeezed by her softness, causing him to moan softly.
He was no longer satisfied with this simple kiss and changed his position.
With watery eyes, Long Qianqian felt the lust spreading from him for the first time. She frowned slightly and bit her lip lightly with her teeth.
"Qianqian, you look like this, I really want to kill you, turn you into ashes, and keep you with me every day."
He spoke in a low voice, his handsome face carrying a charming evil aura.
Her body felt cold, her clothes were taken off, and she lay under him like a newborn baby, her eyes misty.
"Then why don't you kill me?"
He nibbled on her lower lip, reached into her legs with his big hands, and responded to her questions with burning enthusiasm.
The night is still very long, and in a huge space with beautiful scenery, when everything is silent, all that is left is lingering breathing.
The dark space is filled with the smell of death.
Each and every one of them was a tall, burly man with a solemn look on his face, standing in submission in the small secret room.
The thick walls on all sides enveloped them airtight.
Two men, who were as tall as jade trees and capable of blooming beautiful flowers, stood in front of that group of people and overwhelmed all sentient beings without saying a word.
"Yang, Gu Yicheng's power in the Golden Triangle cannot be underestimated. His mercenaries are enough to resist our killers. Do we really want to kill him?"
Xuan Le's demon-like Danfeng's eyes were full of doubts. He knew that Yang was afraid of losing Qianqian, so he was anxious to get rid of Gu Yicheng, but after all Qianqian loved Gu Yicheng.
Yang was so anxious to kill him, wasn't he afraid that Qianqian would find out and leave him later?
Amber eyes exuded a sinister and coquettish light, and his gaze fell on Xuan Le.
"I can't tolerate a grain of sand in my eyes."
Under various torture instruments, a man whose appearance could not be clearly seen was kneeling on the ground as if he was dying.
Lei lifted him up and dragged him to Long Henyang.
"Master, Secretary Wu has brought it."
Long Henyang waved his hand, signaling Lei to let him go.
Lei received the order and skillfully untied Secretary Wu's hands.
Long Henyang knelt down, his resolute and handsome face showed calm shock and no anger at all.
"Secretary Wu, I give you two ways. One, continue to be Gu Yicheng's partner to harm me, and two, you die now."
The trembling Secretary Wu was just shy of peeing his pants. When he heard that there was a chance of survival, he hurriedly said: "I will choose the first option."
"Well, that's right, rotten wood can be carved, Wu." Long Henyang smiled with satisfaction. "Wu, send him to Dr. An and ask him to cure his injury as soon as possible."
Without any expression on his serious face, he nodded and left with Secretary Wu.
"Yang, I think you should tell her that Gu Yicheng is still alive and let her make her own choice."
"I don't dare to take any chances!"
If he doesn't get rid of Gu Yicheng, Long Qianqian will know of his existence one day. Will she still stay by his side by then?
He was not sure. Although she had changed her mind about him these days, she still rejected him in her heart.