Once she doesn't want to, the devil in front of her will find a reason to destroy Lin's family and her father openly.
"Why? Why do you do this to me?" She bit her lower lip tightly, her voice hoarse.
Is it just because she dumped him three years ago?
But it was he who felt sorry for her first.
It was him who was sleeping with other women.
She just slapped him.
How could he be so stingy, so vindictive, and hold on to her three years later?
The man looked at her eyes that turned red instantly and remained unmoved. However, his brown eyes became dark and dark.
He stared into her eyes with an unpredictable expression, and his tone became colder and ruthless: "I like it."
This scoundrel way of speaking makes people completely feel his wantonness and arrogance.
It seems that as long as he is happy, he can kill someone without feeling guilty or timid.
The woman's body trembled, and it took her a long time to catch her breath and persuade her: "You can't torture me in every possible way just because you like it. Besides, we have loved each other..."
"So you remember that we were in love?" Yan Mubei's tone changed again, with innocent ridicule: "Tsk, tsk, tsk, I thought you had forgotten."
After saying that, he looked at her with a somewhat cruel look.
Lin Qianqian felt that there was something in his words and was slightly surprised: "What do you mean?"
"That's what I meant." Yan Mubei didn't want to mention the past anymore, took a deep breath, stretched out his right hand towards her, and ordered: "Come here."
Lin Qianqian remained motionless, with a defensive expression.
Yan Mubei's eyes were cold and cold: "Are you really not coming?"
Lin Qianqian rolled her eyes and changed the topic: "Didn't you say you went abroad? Why are you back again?"
The man withdrew his right hand and stood beside the bed, folding his hands across his chest and looking at her calmly: "Lin Qianqian, my patience is not very good."
Lin Qianqian gritted her teeth, and the boss walked towards him reluctantly.
She walked very slowly, clasping her hands in front of her body and pulling hard on the corners of her clothes.
A pair of beautiful white legs, long and straight, with the movement of walking, the clothes swing, graceful and graceful.
It was only a few large steps, and it took her almost a minute.
Yan Mubei's eyes were red as he stared at her delicate and charming face and those long legs that made people's blood flow. His eyes suddenly brightened.
Finally she came to him, with her legs bare, her little lips curled up, her big beautiful eyes deliberately not looking into his, and drifted to the side.
A woman's sixth inspiration tells her that the man will definitely do nothing good next.
Even with her head lowered, she still felt the dangerous aura emanating from him.
In the past two days, she had been very miserable, struggling to survive under his strong sex.
Just thinking about it made her legs feel weak.
She doesn't want to, she really doesn't want to.
Thinking of this, Lin Qianqian's face became paler and paler, and she was thinking a lot, but she couldn't find a good excuse for herself.
Will I be bullied again next time?
Yan Mubei looked down at the woman in front of him. She had flawless white skin, long curly hair and a graceful figure, just like a porcelain doll.
Especially her long and thick eyelashes half-covered her dark eyes, which were trembling slightly because of fear.
Like two smart black butterflies flying, casting illusory shadows on the fair skin.
The nose is pointed and straight, small and cute, and beneath it are his favorite soft red lips.