In the Han family villa, Han Yi looked at Ye Zhiding with a cold expression.
His eyes were still blood red, as if he had entered a violent state.
The woman was pushed down to her vagina. There was a distance of a few millimeters, but the man's pressure was strong.
Ye Zhiding swallowed subconsciously. Han Yi now looked scary.
Like a wild beast that could pounce at any time, it could tear her to pieces at the slightest dissatisfaction as long as it waited for the opportunity.
"How do you want me to answer?" This question was too difficult. Ye Zhiding thought for a while and finally forced himself to calm down.
Han Yi suddenly sneered and said "Tear", a piece of fabric on the woman's body was torn off,
"What are you doing? You're crazy."
"Tell me honestly, who are you?"
The redness in his eyes made the smile on Han Yi's lips look extremely bloodthirsty.
The scorching breath, which was hotter than usual, touched Ye Zhiding's face.
She knew that she could no longer be kind this time.
"Iron-Blooded Mercenary Organization, codenamed Ye Zi."
Ye Zhiding frowned slightly, her heartbeat unable to calm down.
She was not sure at all that the man in her body would be satisfied with this answer.
"Woman, you are very successful, so tell me now, what is your purpose of staying with me?"
The red light continued to shine in Han Yi's eyes.
Pressing Ye Zhiding's body, he forcefully added a little more strength.
Ye Zhiding hesitated. If he said it, it would be too unprofessional as a mercenary.
But in the face of danger, what is integrity?
"Woman, the matter has reached this point, there is no need for you to hide it anymore."
"Oh, since you won't tell me, let me tell you."
"Ye Zhiding, if you want to take away my Heart of Hell and Sword of Hell, first kill me."
First, step over his corpse.
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Ye Zhiding, who was still in shock, felt her lower body go cold. She stared at Han Yi who was lurking in front of her chest with wide eyes.
Her long skirt had been roughly torn by him to her waist.
The so-called scanty clothing probably means she looks like this.
Casually, just like the cold entrance last time.
Han Yi raised his head, his red eyes unable to hide the exposed desire.
Passionate and domineering, like a blazing fire, it was about to engulf her.
He is greedy for a woman's body and robs her of everything in its most primitive state.
All Ye Zhiding could do was hold Han Yi's head and breathe tightly.
Pain and happiness coexisted, but there was a wetness in the corners of his eyes.
She is just a tool for this man to vent his desires.
Subconsciously, because of this realization, I will suddenly feel a dull pain in my chest.
After one last passionate thrust, Han Yi finally released.
The woman on his body had already fainted from exhaustion.
And Han Yi's red eyes finally regained their clarity.
He saw that Ye Zhiding's pretty face was very pale, and then he realized that he had been forcing her for several hours.
The woman suddenly hugged his head and refused to let go.
So Han Yi turned his head and simply fell asleep on her.
The quiet Ye Zhiding is an excellent pillow for him.
With so many things happening, he needed a good rest.
…
A special cell phone ringtone rings.
Han Yi was shocked, and he closed his eyes not long ago.
It turned out that he was an old man. He frowned with his sharp sword eyebrows. Could it be that something happened again?
"Boy, come to my room quickly. Come to my room. Come quickly."