Looking back at Qi Xiangyang, who was approaching her step by step, his hand reached his waist. Just as he was about to take out his gun and open the door, someone grabbed his wrist.
"ah--"
There was a numbing pain in my wrist, and as soon as I let go of my hand, the gun fell to the ground.
Qi Xiangyang kicked lightly with his toes, and the gun slid to the corner of the wall.
"Are you afraid of me? I thought you would miss me."
He pressed her thin body against the wall, condescendingly admiring her frightened expression and her enchanting smile, with a hint of ghostliness.
"..."
Su Liang's eyes were red, she bit her lip tightly and stared at him warily, clinging to the wall and not daring to move.
"I miss you so much, so much..." Qi Xiangyang murmured to himself, his cold eyes exuding a sinister light.
"Let me go!" Su Liang couldn't bear the torture and growled. His limbs began to struggle. He raised his foot and kicked Qi Xiangyang.
As soon as he was lifted into the air, he was easily restrained.
"Hiss-"
Accompanying Su Liang's movements was the sound of clothes being pulled apart.
The sound of breaking fabric is especially clear in a quiet space.
Qi Xiangyang easily tore open the collar of her shirt with both hands, lowered his head and bit her collarbone.
"Ah——" Su Liang felt pain and couldn't help shouting.
The strong smell of blood soon spread from her neck. Qi Xiangyang's lips were stained with enchanting blood and he slowly raised his head from her shoulder.
His lips were a little red, making his devilish handsome face even more charming and fatal...
"Does it hurt?"
He stroked Su Liang's pale cheek with his long fingers and asked pityingly, but his eyes were filled with a cold light.
The next second, his big hand reached into her chest, kneaded the softness of her chest, and pressed Su Liang's slender body against the wall. Before she had time to react, his hand reached into her breast.
skirt bottom.
"No!" Clenching her legs tightly, Su Liang's whole body was trembling with fear.
She had never seen such a cold and violent Qi Xiangyang. His heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and every nerve in his body tightened instantly, resisting his approach.
"hehe……"
Qi Xiangyang smiled coldly, coldly and unruly.
Staring at Su Liang, who was trembling all over, with the pleasure of revenge flowing in his eyes, he roughly tore off her last line of defense and buried himself inside her body without any foreplay.
"ah--"
Su Liang pressed against the wall, unable to break free from his shackles, and endured his violent impact. His palms were pressed against the wall, and his fingers were dug into the plaster, and his nails made a clear cracking sound.
She wanted to push him away, but her arms were easily raised above her head, and the charming scenery on her chest swayed more and more in front of his eyes.
His closed legs were pushed open by his knees, and he hit them without sparing any effort, almost crushing his soul...
"Um……"
Su Liang bit her lip, rubbed the blood with all her strength, and endured his cruel attacks one after another. There was burning pain all over her body. She closed her eyes in despair, and tears flowed from the corners of her eyes...
"Don't cry, I'll feel bad." His low and charming voice sounded faintly, and he gently kissed the corners of her eyes, gently kissing away the tears from the corners of her eyes.
"..." Su Liang looked at him in astonishment. His movements were too gentle. If his eyes weren't so cold, Su Liang would have almost believed him.
Suddenly, Qi Xiangyang turned around and pushed her onto the sink.
Using a humiliating posture, he buried himself into her body from behind, ignoring Su Liang's cries and thrusting violently——
