Slightly sweet when I first heard it

Yan Jinghuai couldn't care less about his obsession with cleanliness at this moment, and punched him in the face one after another.He was playing vigorously, and there was the sound of wind blowing behind him, and when he looked back, Wen Qingyin was moving the chair beside the writing desk and was about to hit Cui Jie.

This will be fatal.

Yan Jinghuai hurriedly stopped her: "We won't do it. This beast is punished by law, so you don't have to do it yourself."

He stretched out his hand to Wen Qingyin, "The chair is so heavy, give it to me, okay?"

Wen Qingyin was very persistent: "No, I will kill him with my own hands."

"I'm going to chop off his XX, stuff it into OO, and then fry it and stuff it in his mouth."

She seems to have regained her strength, her whole life is full of vigor, and she has the momentum not to give up until Cui Jie is torn apart.

Cui Jie looked at Yan Jinghuai imploringly, and said something in his mouth.

If you want to know, it's nothing more than begging for mercy.

Yan Jinghuai didn't intend to let him go, but he also didn't want to dirty Wen Qingyin's hands.He discussed with Wen Qingyin, "Do you want to call the police, or do you have other plans?"

Wen Qingyin's mind has been occupied by anger, and she has lost the ability to think. Her only obsession is to chop off this mother Xipi's XX.

Yan Jinghuai knew that she was completely out of reason now, so he hugged her and said in a low voice, "Your room is upstairs, let's go and calm down, and then decide whether to chop up his XX, okay?"

Wen Qingyin looked at his face, and gradually calmed down.

She found her mobile phone beside the bed, pressed a series of numbers regularly, and Yan Jinghuai's mobile phone stopped the tooth-sickening vibration.

Taking advantage of this time, Yan Jinghuai searched Cui Jie and successfully found a small bottle of medicine in his pocket.

Yan Jinghuai had seen this drug in other bars, it was a muscle relaxant.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and he gave Cui Jie another nose, the pain caused his tears and snot to flow together.

Yan Jinghuai looked disgusted and gave him another blow.

When Fuwen Qingyin got into the elevator, Yan Jinghuai finally relaxed from his nervousness.Only then did he realize that his mobile phone was full of missed calls.

There are those of Shu Jiyuan, as well as those of Professor Zhuo and senior fellow apprentices.

Wen Qingyin explained: "Just now, I activated the emergency mode of 'Jianjian', and all the mobile phones connected to my mobile phone will receive it."

She laughed at herself, "It was originally intended to prevent me from being kidnapped, but I didn't expect to use it on the unlucky person."

Yan Jinghuai patted her on the back reassuringly, and told everyone that she was safe by the way.He specifically asked Professor Zhuo whether muscle relaxants would affect Wen Qingyin's body, especially his ears.

He was relieved because of 'no effect', but Wen Qingyin groaned in pain.

He immediately lowered his head, "What's uncomfortable?"

He wanted to touch her head, but Wen Qingyin avoided it.

She seemed to want to do something else, but gave up after watching the surveillance.She muttered softly: "I'm hot."

Yan Jinghuai didn't hear clearly, "What did you say?"

The elevator stopped at this point.

Wen Qingyin rushed into the room as if fleeing for her life, and began to unbutton her clothes.

"I'm hot, I'm dying," she yelled.

She lost all reason due to the scorching heat, and tore the clothes on her body indiscriminately.

She leaned close to Yan Jinghuai's body like a snake, "Did I take the aphrodisiac, and I will die if I don't have sex."

"no no!"

Yan Jinghuai talked about science at this time.He remembered the small papers he had read to dispel rumors and gave Wen Qingyin a popular science,
"No, calm down, you are a science student, you should understand that this thing only amplifies the sensitivity of your nerve endings, and it won't kill anyone."

He forgot where he read it, saying that a man's body temperature is higher than a woman's, so he immediately moved away from Wen Qingyin: "Come on, take a deep breath with me, follow my rhythm, and you will definitely regain your sanity."

Wen Qingyin could not recover.

She chased after Yan Jinghuai and urged: "Come on, let's do it. You do it with me, and I'll give you money."

Yan Jinghuai is a person with a bottom line, and he refused sternly: "No."

"Think about it, we are now in a hotel, and we are trading money and sex again. What should Uncle JC think of us. We will be cleaned and cleaned, and then your hotel will be finished."

Worried that Wen Qingyin would not be able to figure out the causal relationship, he specially emphasized, "The hotel is your painstaking effort, can you bear it?"

If he didn't know that Wen Yuming was messing around with his hotel, Wen Qingyin might really stop.

But she already knew.

So she went all out, yelling that she would rather the hotel be cleaned up by herself than let the hotel be ruined by her father.

In short, it means that she just wants to do.

Do it now, do it now, do it.

Yan Jinghuai thought about it again, and escaping really couldn't solve the problem.

So he stopped and asked seriously, "Are you sure?"

Wen Qingyin nodded, "His Majesty the Princess allows you to untie her underwear."

Her clothes were disheveled, her hair was disheveled, her makeup was smudged, and the red on her lips had faded a little, making her look a little decadent.

But she looked at him with the most innocent eyes and said seductive words to him.

Yan Jinghuai thought of her body.

Beautiful back, soft waist, and slender calves.

He couldn't help but fantasize about how intriguing those glimpsed places are.

His Adam's apple moved unconsciously.

At this point the two fled into the bathroom.

Opposite Yan Jinghuai was a large floor-to-ceiling mirror, and he saw his tangled face in it.

He knows himself too well.

He is not a gentleman, nor is he a gentleman, he can easily find expectations on his face.

At this time, the time and place are right, and even the props are available.Yan Jinghuai only needs to nod his head, and they will be able to join forces.

But Yan Jinghuai was unwilling.

Wen Qingyin thought he was willing, so she approached unsuspectingly, but Yan Jinghuai picked up the towel behind her and tied her into a big rice dumpling.

Wen Qingyin's mind was muddled, and he asked blankly: "Bundle play, are you playing so wildly?"

Yan Jinghuai blushed, picked him up horizontally, and gently stuffed him into the bathtub: "I heard that taking a bath can help relieve—"

Wen Qingyin's body was soon soaked in water, and those ambiguous curves appeared in front of his eyes through the thin fabric.

Yan Jinghuai's breathing fluttered a few times, and he didn't know where to look.

He speaks incoherently:
"Then what, taking a bath is good for your health. I'll call you when it's time. You, you take a bath first, and I'm going out."

Only then did Wen Qingyin realize that she was rejected.

She squirmed and protested: "Yan Jinghuai, are you human? I'm just so unattractive!"

Yan Jinghuai had already escaped at this time.

He was worried that Wen Qingyin could not hear clearly, so he pushed the door in again, but he was also worried that he would lose concentration and be seduced by her, so he had no choice but to come out again.

He pushed the door open a gap, but he was afraid that the gap was too big and Wen Qingyin would escape, so he closed the gap again.

He shouted inside: "You are not sober now, I am afraid you will regret it."

Wen Qingyin heard it, she was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help laughing.

She slowly sank herself into the tub, gurgling and bubbling for fun.

Yan Jinghuai waited outside for a while, guessing that it was almost time, before he wanted to go in to find someone, when there was a beep at the door.

Yan Jinghuai was worried that it was Wen Yuming who came.

His old man was the strangest man he had ever seen.

You can say that he has a sense of responsibility, Yan Jinghuai has never seen a more unreliable father than him.But if you want to say that he is not responsible, he really cares about Wen Qingyin.

He was worried that his father-in-law might misunderstand, so he tidied up his clothes before going out.

The person waiting in the living room was not Wen Yuming.

It's Shu Jiyuan.

Shu Jiyuan rushed into Wen Qingyin's room, and before she could catch her breath, she saw Yan Jinghuai coming out of Wen Qingyin's bedroom buttoning up his buttons.

Although she knew that Wen Qingyin picked this person herself and she took the initiative to get the certificate, but Shu Jiyuan just felt that her Chinese cabbage had been given to a pig.

But this pig is not conscious yet.Yan Jinghuai pointed to the back room, and introduced: "Xiao Wendong is taking a bath, do you want me to call her?"

Shu Jiyuan asked angrily, "What's going on!"

Yan Jinghuai told her what Cui Jie had done.

Shu Jiyuan got angry and wanted to go downstairs to show that big bastard a good look.

Before leaving, she stared at Yan Jinghuai, and said like a warning, "You guys, take good measures."

Yan Jinghuai could tell that Shu Jiyuan was slightly hostile towards him.He blushed at the sudden concern.

Yan Jinghuai muttered, isn't this person secretly in love with our little Wen Dong?

When he returned to the bedroom, he first saw a wet towel on the floor.

Then came the soggy pink skirt, stockings, and water-stained lace underwear.

Yan Jinghuai suddenly didn't dare to look up.

He couldn't even imagine what Wen Qingyin was wearing now.

There was the sound of rummaging in the bathroom, followed by the sound of a hairdryer.Yan Jinghuai took courage, covered his eyes, and peeked in through his fingers:
Wen Qingyin is drying her hair.

Wen Qingyin is wearing his T-shirt and drying his hair.

This T-shirt was given to her by him when she was beaten with eggs.

Yan Jinghuai thought she had lost it long ago.

His T-shirt was a little too big, barely covering half of her thighs, and the hem fluctuated with his movements.In almost a second, he could see the scenery under the clothes.

Wen Qingyin found him from the mirror and turned off the hair dryer.

She asked in sign language: Will you sleep with me?

Her eyes were still soft and a little mischievous.

Yan Jinghuai didn't dare to look at her, grabbed the hair dryer, and blew violently on her hair.

Wen Qingyin was unprepared, ate his mouthful of hair, and kicked him in dissatisfaction.

She was barefoot, the floor was a little slippery, and she fell on top of him like in all the cheesy idol dramas.

Yan Jinghuai instinctively caught her.

Wen Qingyin gestured with sign language and continued to tease him: Should we kiss at this time.

Yan Jinghuai stared at her mouth, smiled and shook his head: "Your Majesty, be good."

He hugged him horizontally, gently got him up on the bed, and stuffed him into the quilt.

"You're not rational now." Yan Jinghuai said, "I'm not rational either."

"A girl's body is very precious. I don't want you to regret it the next morning."

"You rest for a while, okay?"

Wen Qingyin did not wear a hearing aid.

She stared at his lips for a long time, then slowly retracted her head into the quilt.Yan Jinghuai got up to leave, only to realize that she was grabbing the corner of his clothes.

He looked at her questioningly, but she held out her hand to him.

Yan Jinghuai put his hand on hers.

Wen Qingyin wrote in his palm: I am afraid.

She didn't know if she couldn't control the volume, or she was shy, and her voice was weak: "I was very scared when I was with Chui Jie just now."