Beiming Shaoxi thought he was mentally prepared enough, but at this moment, crazy jealousy started burning in his heart.
Clench your fists hard and tense your teeth!
My heart seemed to have been crushed and then torn apart!
He became out of control, and her tears were like sulfuric acid dripping on his chest, corroding into black holes.
Bang
The notebook fell to the ground, and the signed contracts were flying in the sky.
He pressed the retro disc phone with his hand: "Investigate a person for me, I want all his details!"
With bloodthirsty scarlet eyes, he stood by the bed, staring at Ji Anan's sleeping face.
Chapter 91 Her tears kept flowing
Ji Anan slept soundly, with a sweet smile on his lips.
There was a terrible coldness on the corner of Beiming Shaoxi's mouth
When she cried in her dream, who was she dreaming of? And now she is smiling, who is she dreaming of.
That crazy night, she murmured Gu Nancheng's name and rolled under him, and her tears kept flowing.
He never thought that his heart would be torn apart by this woman.
Rough palms pressed her face, rubbing the smile on her lips heavily.
He pinched her painfully and did not allow her to see other men in her dreams.
Enter her... without even a prelude.
A dry pain woke her up.
Ji Anan raised his eyebrows, as if he was waking up from a dream. It hurt so much.
A tall and broad figure covered her body, and her legs were raised high on his shoulders in a shameful posture.
"Um……"
Ji Anan's struggling screams became charming.
"Asshole...what are you doing..."
The severe pain caused her to curl up and push his strong and tight chest with both hands.
Beiming Shaoxi seemed to be possessed by a devil, he just wanted to hurt her severely, tear her apart, and let her taste how he felt now.
A pair of blue eyes full of blood looked at her firmly in the darkness.
"Ji An'an, you provoked me first!"
He invaded her like an angry beast.
The arrogant and burning anger is so intense, revealing a strong possessiveness.
"I don't allow you to think about other men or call him by his name..."
"See clearly who the man you are intimate with is!"
"Ji An'an, who am I?"
He growled lowly, accompanied by heavy possession.
The soft palace-style bed squeaked and shook violently...
Ji Anan panted slightly, his heart seemed to be hanging in the air.
The feeling of pain subsided, but was replaced by pleasure that numbed the whole body.
When she was getting better, he suddenly stopped.
Beiming Shaoxi withdrew himself and walked to the cabinet to look for something.
Ji Anan's mind went blank and he fell on the bed, unable to move his fingers.
After a while, Beiming Shaoxi came over with a SLR camera, adjusted the lens and placed it on the bedside table.
Ji Anan realized something and crawled under the bed in a panic.
Beiming Shaoxi grabbed her ankle and pulled hard.
Her upper body fell on the plush carpet, while the lower half of her body was still on the bed, held by the man's iron-capped hands.
"Ah!" Ji Anan couldn't help shouting, and scratched and fluttered on the ground with his hands.
A new round of offensive begins.
She sensed that he was angry, and his furious expression confirmed it.
Ji Anan's body was hanging upside down, blood flowing backwards, and her nightgown was crumpled into a ball and pushed under her shoulders.
The softness was squeezed by his hands.
Beiming Shaoxi played with her frantically for a while, changing one position after another. Beiming Shaoxi played with her frantically for a while, changing one position after another...