It was already very late at night, and the lights in the bedroom were still on. Shan Keqing leaned on the bed, staring at a certain spot on the floor, without moving for a long time.
This trip to the Northern Dynasties was definitely a nightmare for Shan Keqing. She had tried so hard to preserve her innocence for more than 20 years, only to be brutally taken away by that man.
Thinking of that man's arrogance, Shan Keqing felt itchy with hatred.
But when she thought of a scene similar to the movement of a piston, her heart itched.
There is an idiom called "eat the marrow and know the taste".
In the past, when Shan Keqing was still innocent, even if she was unbearably lonely and secretly watched some small movies from the island country, she didn't find it meaningful to be like a man. It was nothing more than covering up such a sacred thing as "having children".
It’s just a thick layer of color. Does the heroine in a short movie need to look disgusting and can’t stop?
But when she became a real woman yesterday, she realized that the wonderful performances of the heroines in the island country's short films were by no means pretentious, but a kind of true love that came from the heart.
She felt that if she were the heroine and met a brave man like Tang Peng, she would definitely look like those heroines and could no longer control her emotions. She would not care about the cameras around her and put down everything.
Be reserved and dignified, and be a woman who enjoys herself.
After thinking of this, Shan Keqing subconsciously closed her legs, because she could feel that something was about to flow out from inside...
"How could I be like this? Not only is my body dirty, but my mind is also so dirty."
This instinctive physiological reaction made Shan Keqing feel ashamed and angry. She pinched herself hard, and then the flame that rose in her body slowly extinguished. However, she remembered the words of a well-known female writer in "Sex".
There is a clear statement in "Precepts": Men conquer women through the vagina.
She had read this clear statement a long time ago, but she scoffed at it like a movie from an island country.
Likewise, now she seems to have changed her views on island country movies, and feels that this sentence makes sense.
In fact, it is.
"Oh, I'm so depraved."
When Shan Keqing sighed softly, the bedroom door opened.
If in the past, the bedroom door was suddenly opened, she would definitely be frightened.
But now, she took it calmly and looked at Tang Peng who walked in: "Back?"
"Well, I'm back."
After leaning against her bed, Tang Peng half-lyed next to her. He naturally put his arms around her shoulders and pulled her into his arms.
Lying in Tang Peng's arms, Shan Keqing drew circles on his chest with her right index finger, and asked casually: "What did you do?" He smiled on the drawer of the girth cabinet: "It seems that you have really adapted to my presence.
Otherwise, we wouldn’t have put cigarettes and lighters inside.”
Taking the lighter to light Tang Peng's cigarette, Shan Keqing said calmly: "I'm not used to it, so what can I do?"
Blowing out a smoke ring, Tang Peng said: "Don't worry, as long as you are determined to be my woman, I will protect you from now on. You no longer have to act based on anyone else's face, just do what you like."
Besides, didn’t you already have such a plan when you were in Jinghua?”
After a pause, Tang Peng added: "As for Xing Yasi, you don't have to be afraid. I have many ways to prevent her from embarrassing you - go to bed early, you have to go back to China early tomorrow morning."
Shan Keqing raised her chin and asked, "Aren't you going back with me?"
Tang Peng smiled: "Actually, you should understand that I didn't come to Northern Dynasty just to dance with you."
Shan Keqing nodded silently, and slowly slid her hand down his chest, finally stopping on a pole.
Tang Peng lowered his head and asked, "Aren't you tired?"
Shan Keqing replied lazily: "I don't use much force."
"Oh, it's so nice to be a woman!"
Tang Peng sighed, threw away the cigarette he had just taken two puffs on, turned over and pressed Shan Keqing under him.
——
Bang - a fierce slap in the face, knocking Song Hye Kyo to the sofa.
If there were any onlookers present, they would definitely be shocked: Jin Haozhe, who is in his sixties this year, has a thin body, as if a strong wind can blow him away. Unexpectedly, he has such strong strength, and can actually blow him away.
Song Hye Kyo, who was half a head taller than him, was slapped three to four meters away!
Song Hye Kyo's long black hair was scattered, covering her pretty face. She was covering her cheek with her left hand, biting her lips and sitting on the sofa, motionless, but there was a cold look in her eyes as she stared at Jin Haozhe's toes.
vicious.
Jin Haozhe did not notice this. He quickly walked up to her, reached out to pluck her hair, yanked it upwards, stared at her and gritted his teeth and said: "Song Hye Kyo, you are becoming more and more lawless now. Who asked you to send someone without permission?"
Someone assassinated Xing Yasi!?"
Song Hye Kyo's voice was hoarse, with a cry of unwillingness: "I, I am doing this for your own good. Only by driving a wedge between Han Huixuan and Hua Xia can he rely on you more, and Piao Pu (Jin Piao Pu, Kim Hao Zhe's legitimate son) can have a chance -
—”
Before Song Hye Kyo could finish speaking, Jin Haozhe interrupted her sternly: "Shut up! I am now inferior to one person and superior to ten thousand people. How can Han Huixuan still rely on me? Do you want him to take the big picture?"
Give up your position as marshal to me? You bitch, you keep saying it's for the Jin family and Piao Pu, but I think you're doing it for yourself!"
Song Hye Kyo shook her head blankly, tears slid down her red and swollen cheeks, and choked up: "Haozhe, I am just an ordinary woman who jumped to the dragon gate because of your favor. My greatest hope is to make the Jin family stronger by any means necessary, so that I can always maintain
The current superiority. Haozhe, I wonder if you have ever thought about it. You are about to be seventy years old and your body still has so many old injuries. How many more years can you last?"
Jin Haozhe's eyes flashed and he slowly let go of Song Hye Kyo's hair.
The long hair like water hung down, completely covering Song Hye Kyo's beauty, but it could not stop her crying: "If you unfortunately leave us one day, the entire Jin family will change because of your departure. If you think about it carefully, if you don't
Assassinate An Zaihong, and after you leave, will Piao Pu be the opponent of the An family with his kind-heartedness? If you can't let Han Huixuan rely more on you while you are still healthy, and elevate Piao Pu to a high position,
Then won’t our Jin family decline from now on?”
With a tired face on his face, Jin Haozhe sighed, turned around and walked towards the door.
Song Hye Kyo quickly stood up from the sofa: "Haozhe, what are you going to do!?"
Jin Haozhe didn't look back and said coldly: "I want to clean up the mess for you. Song Hye Kyo, after you assassinated An Zaihong and his son without authorization, I can forgive you again. But please remember, if there is another
Next time, I will kill you with my own hands!"
After the door was slammed shut, the sad look on Song Hye Kyo's face disappeared. She threw off her slippers with a sneer, took out a pack of cigarettes from the case, held one in her mouth, and lit it with a click.
Song Hye Kyo thought that sending two highly skilled special forces to assassinate Xing Yasi this time would be an absolute certainty, but she really didn't expect that the female bodyguard next to Xing Yasi was so tough. She not only protected Xing Yasi, but also
After all the people she sent were killed, Han Huixuan was alerted and the true identity of the assassin was found out.
"Trash, what two trash!"
Song Hye Kyo took a puff of cigarette, cursed in a low voice, and frowned as she began to think about her next plan.
Song Hye Kyo now knows that in order to "quell Xing Yasi's shock", Han Huixuan made great concessions and decided to hand over the cooperation rights of Guanggu Iron Mine to Xing Yasi, and began to suspect Jin Haozhe.
However, this did not change Song Hye Kyo's idea of assassinating Xing Yasi. Only in this way can the conflict between the two countries be provoked. It just needs to change the strategy and not use the troops.
Song Hye Kyo held the slender cigarette. The ash was white for a long time, but she remained motionless.
She was thinking about how to assassinate Xing Yasi.
The fact that Xing Yasi was able to escape this assassination not only did not make Song Hye Kyo shrink back, but also aroused her bravery: Aren't the bodyguards around you powerful? Then I have to kill you!
"But who should be allowed to carry out this task?"
Song Hye Kyo looked at the slightly curved snow-white soot, and her eyes suddenly lit up: she thought of a perfect candidate.
Putting the cigarette butt into the ashtray, and just as Song Hye Kyo was about to grab the landline phone on the table, there was a gentle knock on the door.
Song Hye Kyo frowned and said calmly: "Come in."
Apart from her husband Jin Haozhe, the only one who could knock on her door at ten o'clock in the morning was her forty-five-year-old stepson Jin Piaopu.
Sure enough, as the door opened, Jin Piaopu, who looked exactly like his father, walked in quickly, walked directly to the sofa and sat down next to her, and took advantage of the situation to hold her waist.
She kissed her on the cheek.
Song Hye Kyo's eyes flashed with disgust, but she said calmly: "Don't be ridiculous, your dad is in the villa tonight."
"I saw him going out in the car a long time ago, otherwise I wouldn't have dared to come."
Jin Piaopu said with a smile, and put her right hand into Song Hye Kyo's arms: "Hye Kyo, will you satisfy me tonight?"
Putting down her clothes, Song Hye Kyo grabbed the hand that was mowing around: "Where is your wife? Are you afraid that your wife will find out that you have unwanted thoughts about your stepmother?"
Jin Piaopu snorted coldly: "Humph, that yellow-faced woman is sleeping like a pig now! Hye Kyo, you are the only one in my heart now. When I close my eyes, you will appear in front of me. I decided
No matter what happens tonight, I have to get you!"
Jin Piaopu said, suddenly pushing Song Hye Kyo onto the sofa, and put her right hand into her nightgown again.
Song Hye Kyo didn't move and let his hand touch that place.
Jin Piaopu's hand suddenly stopped and he raised his head in annoyance: "Are you in for something good?"
Pushing Jin Piaopu away, Song Hye Kyo straightened her clothes and said calmly: "What an unlucky day, I just came here."
Jin Piaopu frowned and cursed: "Cao, why is it such an unlucky thing every time?"
That's because I carry that thing every day just to prevent you - Song Hye Kyo sneered in her heart, but her tone became much gentler: "Piaopu, we will have plenty of time in the future, are you afraid that we won't have a chance? Okay, don't cry with a sad face.
Come on, come and give mom a smile, yes, that’s it, haha. You came just in time, I have something to discuss with you.”