"What are you?" Ying frowned and raised her thin lips, "You're just a little thick-skinned, and you did something unbecoming of a woman and shameless!" He approached her step by step, and a strong aura came over him.
People can't breathe.
Xiang Yimo stepped back step by step and hid the bag containing the mask and clothes behind her back. He must not let him discover that she was Ye Qiangwei. Then it would be impossible to explain why she really jumped into the Yellow River.
"What are you hiding?" No move she made could escape his eagle eyes.
"nothing!"
Nangong Han suddenly stepped forward, grabbed the bag in her hand, and opened the zipper while pulling, and the things in the bag fell out with a bang. There were condoms, self-wetting sticks, handcuffs, candles, leather whips, clamps...
Xiang Yimo's eyes widened and she was stunned. How could there be such a thing in her bag? Did she finish changing clothes in the bathroom and took the wrong bag when she came out to wash her hands?
Nangong Han's black eyes couldn't help but squint. A dangerous light flashed in his pupils, as hot as fire, as cold as ice. His anger was about to explode, and he couldn't control it. The air around him seemed to have become colder.
"This is not my bag, and these things are not mine either." Xiang Yimo didn't dare to look at him, shook his head, and explained hurriedly.
Nangong Han saw that she was still quibbling, and the veins appeared on her forehead. He clamped her chin with one hand, raised it, and applied a little force. He was satisfied to see her little face distorted by pain, and a sneer escaped from his mouth,
He said mockingly: "Handcuffs, candles, and leather whips, it seems you have quite a taste for it!"
Xiang Yimo felt that her chin was about to be crushed by him. She fearlessly looked into his frosty cold eyes and said stubbornly and unyieldingly, "I took someone else's bag by mistake. I know you won't."
Believe it or not, but it’s the truth!”
His sharp eyebrows were slightly raised, and his pointed fingers pointed downwards. Suddenly, he pinched her slender porcelain neck and applied a little force. He saw her face gradually turning pale. He sneered: "Let's see what you can do with your harsh words."
when!"
There was a sharp pain in her throat, and Xiang Yimo couldn't breathe. "No, it's not... I, my..." She squeezed out each word with difficulty. The arrogance in her bones made her refuse to give in, and she slowly closed her eyes.
, waiting for the feeling of suffocation.
Seeing that she wanted to die, Nangong Han suddenly let go of his hand, threw her on the bed, covered her and pressed her down, sneered with a hooked lips, "If you don't like to play, then I will have fun with you!" Li Banliu's eyes
His eyes were full of cold color.
"You...what are you going to do?" As soon as he opened his mouth, his throat hurt sharply and his voice became hoarse.
"What do you think?" A sinister sneer appeared at the corner of Nangong Han's mouth, his palms touched her beautiful legs and reached under her skirt...
Xiang Yimo's body suddenly shook, and he kicked his legs wildly. He retreated to the other side of the bed, grabbed the wine glass on the bedside table, and threatened, "Don't come over here!"
"It seems that you promised not to resist this time and to let me play whatever I want. What, you want to break your promise and get fat?"