The ruffian man seemed to like seeing Qian Weiran's fearful expression. He couldn't help but curl up an evil smile at the corner of his mouth. His eyes were filled with amusement. He approached the bed and directly supported the bed with both hands. Then, he took a half-kneeling step. He climbed onto the bed again, getting closer to Qian Wei dye.
"Didn't you say that it's not my turn? What about now? What do you think will happen next..."
The ruffian had already taken off his casual jacket before going to bed and slammed the door. Unexpectedly, this guy actually wore a shirt underneath, but it wasn't the kind of undershirt worn in a suit. It is a relatively loose plaid shirt.
Qian Weiran was so frightened by the ruffian's words that her face turned pale for a moment. She backed away nervously, but pretended to be calm on the surface, trying not to let the other person find out that she was afraid again: "What did you do to me? I Why are my limbs so weak?”
"It's just that I made some medicine to make you obedient... Don't worry, it's not an aphrodisiac..." The ruffian still doesn't bother to use these things. His principle is that the woman he wants can only be made happy by him? And It's not catalyzed by any drug.
Qian Weiran breathed a sigh of relief. This was the problem she was worried about. Fortunately, he was not so despicable and shameless.
"My woman...only I can give her happiness...not relying on drugs..." the ruffian muttered softly, as if he was announcing his relationship with Qian Weiran again.
"I'm not your woman!"
Qian Weiran interrupted his self-righteous words without any hesitation. How could she like a gangster? He had insulted her. It was even more impossible. She was not a bitch.
"It will be soon..."
Now the ruffian man seriously doubts whether this woman is still a chick, right? You can tell from her current language, actions and demeanor.
"Don't come over..."
Qian Weiran didn't want to be approached by him. She could already vaguely know what this guy wanted to do.
"You don't know... I like to see kittens with sharp claws struggling the most..." The ruffian started to unbutton his shirt, opening his collar bit by bit, showing his solid and strong chest. This guy actually has eight-pack abs?
Qian Weiran was shocked that a gangster could develop such a strong physique. Looking closely, it turned out that this ruffian was also over 1.8 meters tall?
The perfect figure with golden proportions can make tens of thousands of sexy women drool. However, Qian Weiran is not in the mood to admire the macho figure. She only feels that her vision is being fucked, and she does not dare to look at it anymore.
"Are you satisfied with my figure?"
The ruffian had already taken off his shirt, exposing his strong upper body. He was dissatisfied that Qian Weiran didn't even look at him, so he threw his shirt at her face with malicious intent.
A nice smell of roses mixed with a masculine scent enveloped Qian Weiran. The loose clothes instantly covered Qian Weiran's little head. Qian Weiran was immediately frightened and wanted to reach out and tear off the covering. Stopped the brain.
However, as soon as he pulled his shirt off his head, the ruffian's plain face was immediately enlarged several times. It was close to his eyes, and his thin lips raised a ruffian smile. He was already tightly He grabbed her wrist, and even had the tendency to hug her with his other hand.
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