Indoors, the atmosphere was as smoky as a burnt boiler.
Ling Yansen continued to frown, continued to scowl, continued to clench his fists uncontrollably, and his joints continued to crack. That strange sound fell into Qingwu's ears, and she couldn't help but worry. The next second, Ling Yansen's finger bones
Will he be crushed by himself?
He looked at her so viciously that he wanted to swallow her alive, and even doing so was giving her an advantage.
Qing Wu couldn't figure it out. Just now, he spoke righteously and every sentence made sense. Which sentence touched his taboo and pulled out the tiger's beard?
Turning around, she had no choice but to ask for help from Lin Xin. What shocked Qingwu was that Lin Xin suddenly disappeared. She searched everywhere and finally found the half-crouched, shivering body behind the pile of books in the corner.
She winked and asked for help.
Lin Yan covered his mouth, his face twisted, as if he was trying his best to endure something, and he didn't dare to express his anger. He just waved his hand at Qingwu, rejecting it firmly, and let her wish for herself.
Qingwu gritted her teeth, as expected, you cannot harm your friends.
She closed her eyes and met Ling Yansen's sharp gaze, as sharp as a thousand arrows. Then she frowned at the topic she had not finished talking about just now, expressing that she disagreed with his opinion, "Ling Yansen, what you said is wrong. I
She is a woman, and she has no power to restrain a chicken, so she was easily manipulated by that bitch man and lost consciousness. I know nothing about what happened after that, and I didn’t notice it even taking root in my stomach. From the beginning to the end, I was
Victim, do you understand?"
Ling Yansen closed his eyes tightly. It could be seen that he was trying his best to calm down the anger that was boiling in his chest and was about to explode. His cheeks bulged, veins popped out, and large beads of sweat rolled down his forehead. It was very hard to endure it.
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He firmly believed that the dead woman across from him could definitely piss him off to death!
He curled his lips, and a sinister smile snaked out from the corners of his thin lips, straight upward, and even his squinting eyes reflected a sinister sneer, "If you are a woman, you will not be able to restrain the chicken. If you are a woman, you will be victimized."
The perpetrator, and men are always the perpetrators, and they will always deserve death! Duan Qingwu, I never knew that when you use strong words to make excuses, even I feel ashamed!"
There has never been a moment in his life that Ling Yansen felt so pained as he does now. He regretted that night when he was so obsessed with sex. He was bewitched by her body as exquisite as white jade. He was confused for a moment and confused for the rest of his life. So much so that even now, he can't admit it.
It’s even worse to admit it!
Caught in this dilemma, he just wanted to crush the pink-faced little woman in front of him to death!
"Am I arrogant? If I hadn't been that beast in clothes, how could I have been ruined? How could I have been pregnant with a child? How could I have come to the hospital to deal with it secretly in such an embarrassing state?" Qingwu was angered by him, and with her prophecy skills, she might not be his opponent, but given that
He is not the client, so she, the client, is the most authoritative.
The high level of nervousness in the past few days made her speak indiscriminately, and the suppressed grievances in her heart made her want to vent her anger. Naturally, the more she spoke, the more she went overboard, and the more she spoke, the more biased she became.
Ling Yansen's face, which could be described as colorful, became increasingly mottled, almost charcoal in color.
He sneered and dismissed her words, feeling that her words were a huge joke. His strong chest rose and fell violently, almost making him unable to suppress his anger. There was a hot breath in his nose. The temperature was definitely close to the ignition point.
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"Isn't it your favorite thing to do as women to put all the blame on men? To put it bluntly, if you don't open your fucking legs, how can that so-called beast in clothes get in? You can't slap him with just one slap.
You have the nerve to defend yourself wisely about the sound!"
"You are spitting blood!" Qingwu was stung by his explicit words and her face turned red and white.
"Why did I spray you?" He squinted his phoenix eyes, which were filled with light waves. The hole was like a deep pool, as if he would accidentally fall into it if he took one look at it. His slender figure trembled, and he strode closer.
She, Qing Wu, retreated steadily, until her back hit the wall, unable to retreat. His body with a strong masculine aura had already pressed over, his arm brushed her pink and white neck, and he was propped up against the wall.
, forming a circle with his body and the wall, encircling her in his arms. That posture could be as ambiguous as it was, as obscene as it was. Coupled with his wanton and shameless evil smile, Qing Wu suddenly remembered
There was a third person in the room, her face suddenly turned red, and a thin layer of sweat revealed her embarrassment.
She was about to open her hand to push him, but her small hand was stabilized by his big palm, and then flowed into his dry palm. She lowered her head, not daring to look at him anymore, as if he was a scourge, a devil with a handsome face that angered both humans and gods.
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Her head was tilted slightly, and her thin lips intentionally or unintentionally rubbed against her delicate ear.
Qingwu's heart trembled as she listened to his hot breath. She was stunned, and her palms soon became sweaty. She felt as if her whole brain had been sucked into something, numbing, tingling, and her nerves were dull.
And sensitive.
Ling Yansen stared at the tender skin on her cheeks that was flushed by his breath, her lips were curved, and the ends of her eyes were raised.
Is this unbearable? What a shame that she dared to put all the blame on him and pretend to be a victim! He will definitely make her regret her arrogance for the rest of her life!
"A woman who is moderately shy is coy, and excessive shyness is pretentious! Do you understand? I think you really should hear it with your own ears. That night you were enjoying yourself under me, moaning, singing and screaming when you were lingering and turning.
My legs that are spread around my waist, my hair spread out, my charming expression, my pretty tongue, everything is like a delicate flower blooming for me. You are doing your best to please me with your body.
I use this to give myself the ultimate pleasure and experience. You screamed and begged in my ear over and over again, let me give it to you, let me go faster, let me be heavier..."
In his shameless and low-pitched voice, Qingwu's head lowered lower and lower. In the end, she suddenly couldn't help but scream. She suddenly covered her ears with her hands, shook her head quickly, and closed her eyes tightly.
His eyes and face were distorted, "You lied! You lied! No, absolutely impossible, how could I do this... this..."
Since the main character in his words was herself, she couldn't say the word "disgusting" for a long time.
"Do you still remember that afternoon when you went to the bar alone? You were drugged. If I hadn't happened to take you home out of mercy, your end would probably have been tortured by a drunkard or several perverts. Where?
It will be me who is such a humble gentleman and treats you so tenderly that you can't stop trying! So, I'm really sorry! The father of the child you say is worse than a beast is me!"