"Beauty, are you tired?" Li Nian glanced at the woman nestled in his arms and asked softly.
"Yeah." Wen Jiaren changed her posture and replied lazily.
Li Nian smiled lowly, then picked up the woman and lay on the bed.
Being hugged by Li Nian, Wen Jiaren seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly whispered: "Li Nian... let Ye Feng go, okay?"
Li Nian's face suddenly darkened.
The last second is tender.
Beg for mercy the next second.
Could it be that her gentleness and obedience, Wen Jiaren, were all for that man?
When Li Nian thought of this, he immediately let go of Wen Jiaren, put on his clothes, and said lightly: "Impossible!"
"Li Nian, don't do this, I beg you..."
Wen Jiaren panicked again. What went wrong? Wasn't he not angry anymore?
How could it suddenly turn into this uncertain state again?
Li Nian replied with a bit of sarcasm: "How can you beg me? Beg me with your body?"
"No, it's not..." A trace of hurt flashed across Wen Jiaren's face.
That aggrieved expression fell on Li Nian's face, turning into a little bit of heartache.
Glancing over his head, Li Nian said calmly: "Then what do you want from me?"
"Wen Jiaren, let me tell you the truth, if you hadn't held me in my arms at that time, I would definitely have killed Ye Feng now."
"Li Nian, it's all my fault for all the mistakes I made. I shouldn't have gone out yesterday. I shouldn't have..."
"I fell ill, that's why Ye Feng carried me to his home."
"Really?" Li Nian raised his eyebrows: "I remember I told you to take your phone when you go out. Why didn't you take it?!"
"Wen Jiaren, I advise you, if you don't ask me now, Ye Feng, I will definitely not let him go. He has been pestering me, Li Nian's woman, again and again!"
A trace of ruthless murderous intent flashed in Li Nian's eyes, shooting into Wen Jiaren's heart.
