"Everything that was supposed to happen between me and him has happened. It's useless for you to deceive yourself."
Cheng Ning turned around worriedly, stretched out her hand, and pointed her index finger at Qin Kemin, "Bitch Qin, I'm warning you again, nothing happened between you and Pei Mochen. He was drugged and passed out tonight, and he didn't touch you.
one time."
Hearing this, Qin Kemin's eyes flashed with a strange color that was not easy to detect, and then she smiled seductively and said, "Zhang Mofei, do you think I'm stupid? I was still lingering with him half an hour ago."
As she spoke, she deliberately reached out and touched her neck, revealing the purple hickeys on it.
Cheng Ning worriedly glanced at the dazzling hickey on Qin Kemin's neck, "Qin Kemin, I advise you to restrain your meanness, otherwise you can't afford the price."
He turned around and ignored her, approaching Pei Moden step by step.
Go to bed, take off your clothes and lie next to Pei Mochen, put your arms on his body, and stare at his handsome sleeping face.
Her soft lips pressed against his shoulder, and her arms tightened a little more, hugging him tightly.
Qin Kemin stood there looking at Cheng Ningyou in confusion, wondering what she wanted to do.
But Lu Yifan knew that, standing at the door, his dark eyes were bottomless, and his fingers were clenched in distress.
After watching for a while, he shifted his gaze to Qin Kemin, a sharp light shot out from his eyes, stepped forward, and dragged her out of the room.
"What are you doing?" Qin Kemin jumped and struggled with his hands.
Lu Yifan twisted his hand hard, and there was a "squeak".
"ah……"
Qin Kemin's scream of pain shook the entire hotel.
The arm was twisted and dislocated by Yifan Lu.
She raised her head and looked at Lu Yifan in horror, the sweat and water on her face mixed together indistinguishably.
"Ivan..."
Lu Yifan lowered his eyes and glanced at Qin Kemin with disgust, "My name was not called by you."
After closing the door, he grabbed Qin Kemin's hand and swung it hard, pushing Qin Kemin to the ground.
Qin Kemin's body shivered in pain and she cried in a low voice.
"Woooo..."
Although there was no big problem when my hand was dislocated, the pain was excruciating.
"Nothing happened tonight, you and Pei Mochen!" Lu Yifan said every word, his tone was not only threatening, but also murderous.
Upon hearing this, Qin Kemin raised her head and looked at Yifan Lu in horror.
Facing Lu Yifan's fierce peach eyes, she shrank in fear.
His lips turned white with pain, he gritted his teeth tightly, and his eyes were red.
"pain……"
She cried and begged, "It hurts, Ivan, let me go."
"It hurts." Lu Yifan sat on the sofa, lit another cigarette, crossed his legs, and his expression was unusually cold-blooded and terrifying in the smoke.
It’s scary!
Thinking of Zhang Mofei's current mood, he wanted to take out his pistol and shoot the woman in front of him.
Qin Kemin was lying on the ground and wanted to get up. Just when she put one hand on the ground, her body moved.
Yifan Lu raised his foot and kicked her hard.
ah!
Qin Kemin was rolling on the ground in pain.
Lu Yifan was a soldier, and one kick would be enough for her to suffer for a long time.
"I remind you again, nothing happened between you and Pei Mochen tonight. It was Zhang Mofei who slept with him, did you hear that?"
After saying that, he stood up, stood next to Qin Kemin, and looked at her condescendingly.
Qin Kemin opened her eyes and saw the complicated military boots on Lu Yifan's feet. Her body was curled up on the ground and twitching.
He gritted his teeth tightly and pursed his lips without replying.
