Qin Huan did not let go of his frown because of her explanation. On the contrary, he left with a gloomy expression, as if a storm was about to come.
"Get out!".
Nuan Nuan always thought Qin Huan's voice was nice, deep and magnetic. She would even secretly record his voice and listen to it every night while hiding in bed. But now, Qin Huan's voice sounded like the coldest voice in hell.
The devil's voice made her feel as if she had fallen into an ice cave, and her whole body was frozen.
Nuan Nuan didn't know how she got out of the house. When she came to her senses, she was already sitting on the sofa downstairs. Behind her stood Aunt Sun with a worried look on her face. Seeing her move, she couldn't help but worry.
He said: "Young mistress, young master, he...".
"Aunt Sun, clean up a guest room for me." Wen Nuan gave her a pale and weak smile.
That pale appearance made Aunt Sun couldn't help but feel distressed. She had watched the young mistress grow up. The young master really didn't know how to cherish such a well-behaved child. All the regrets turned into a sigh, and Aunt Sun silently left to clean the guest room.
Qin Huan went downstairs and saw Wen Nuan looking lost. She was sitting alone on the sofa, her eyes looking at who knows where. She was less agile than before and more blank, like a thoughtless doll.
For some reason, Qin Huan's anger that had just subsided surged up again, wishing to burn Wen Nuan away. He strode to the sofa, stretched out his big hand and roughly pulled Wen Nuan up from the sofa.
Wen Nuan glanced at him heartbrokenly, without struggling, and was silently dragged and thrown into the room next to the new house. As soon as she entered the room, Qin Huan threw her onto the bed: "From now on, this will be your room."
Enduring the pain in his wrist, Wen Nuan sat up and said with a smile: "I can just sleep in the guest room downstairs. I'll leave the space upstairs to you!".
She didn't know how pale and haggard her face was now, and even her smile was no longer as sweet as before. Her smile was full of bitterness, like coffee without sugar, which was so bitter that it was difficult to drink.
"You can try to walk out of this room!" After saying this, Qin Huan went to the new house next door without looking back.
The door was wide open. Nuan Nuan got up from the bed and walked to the door of the room to close the door. When her hand touched the doorknob, a woman's voice came from the next door.
On the big bed, Qin Huan's body was entangled with Su Ya's. He pressed Su Ya under him, and before he could even make a move, Su Ya had already opened her legs and her eyes were blurred and red.
Her lips called his name: "Huan...huan to me."
Qin Huan looked at the exquisite and shapely body under his body, and listened to Su Ya's extremely flirtatious cry. An evil smile appeared on the corners of his lips, but the depths of his eyes were still filled with ice and snow.
Women, to him, are just tools for venting his debts.
He untied the bath towel around his waist, revealing the erection of his crotch, and in Su Ya's exclamation, he penetrated her lower body.
Even if he didn't lubricate Su Ya before making love, Su Ya was already overflowing. When the two bodies were tightly intertwined, Su Ya screamed loudly, as if she was afraid that the person next door would hear her.
Not the same.
"Ah... Huan, you are so great...".
It is undeniable that Qin Huan's skills in bed are excellent. He is like a wild horse galloping on Su Ya's body. His rough breathing blends with Su Ya's moaning screams.