Quick Transmigration Little Stalker: The big villain is moving

Chapter 283 Miss Republic of China is acting like a baby again (34)

"Zhang Yanqing, what are you going to do?" The girl struggled and roared, and pounded her fists on the man, "Let me go, are you crazy?"

Kicking open the bedroom door, the girl was thrown on the bed in an instant, her school uniform plaid skirt was in a mess, and her long white legs were exposed.

Jiang Wan looked at the somewhat unfamiliar bedroom, the eyelids of Xiaolu's eyes trembled slightly, and her delicate body shrank back, sticking to the wooden pillar beside the bed.

"If I was crazy, I was also driven crazy by you." Zhang Yanqing stood beside the bed, unbuttoning the two buttons on his shirt with his fingers, his ascetic temperament suddenly became wild.

Those cold eyes stared at the girl on the bed, as if they wanted to pierce and see through.

"How did I force the Overseer? I just wanted to introduce my man to the Overseer—uh"

Without saying a word, her jaw was suddenly clamped and imprisoned by a big palm.

"If you dare to mention those three words again, I'll have someone arrest him right now, and smash his head in front of you!"

Jiang Wan couldn't hear the threat in his words, but she also knew that it was true.

This man is serious!

"Zhang Yanqing! How dare you touch Luo Xinghe!" She stared at him stubbornly.

But the more she protected Luo Xinghe like this, Zhang Yanqing became mad with jealousy.Crazy enough to swallow her, tear her apart, to see what color is in that heart.

Red?

It's still black!

"Jiang Wan..." He tried his best to control his voice, trying to calm himself down, so as not to scare her, "Do you remember what happened last night?"

last night?

The girl's anger subsided slightly, and a layer of blush appeared on her face, which was more beautiful than rouge.

Zhang Yanqing had the honor to see this appearance last night.

It's shy.

She remembered, she certainly remembered.

I brought it up with joy, but what I got was the girl said, "I seemed to be drinking last night, and then dreamed of kissing Xinghe on the sofa in the mansion. He still"

The words were not finished, but Zhang Yanqing understood too clearly.

ironnically!

She kissed him, hooked him, and missed him.

In the end, I actually thought of another man in my heart.

Zhang Yanqing was almost trembling with anger, he frowned and sneered, and gritted his teeth when he looked at the girl on the bed, "Good job, Jiang Wan, you are really good."

The girl looked at him puzzled.

In the blink of an eye, she saw him pull out the belt around his waist, grab her hands and put them together.

He clasped her white wrist tightly, loops of belts were wrapped around the wrist, and tied tightly to the wooden post at the head of the bed.

"Zhang Yanqing" Jiang Wan kicked her legs in a panic, "What are you going to do?"

The man beside the bed covered his eyes with broken hair, showing no emotion.

He slightly hooked his lips, with a slight smile, "Bendu's fiancée doesn't seem to have a good memory."

His long legs pressed against her fluttering calves, and his body slowly approached, "Bendu helped her recall what happened last night."

His kiss was quick and violent, like a storm, and the dense sweep plundered every inch between her lips and teeth.

Not even room to breathe.

He was insane, totally out of his mind.

He became an emotional "slave" under her skirt, and he was willing to do so.

Her sweetness melted between his lips, but it wasn't enough.

Far from enough.

Jiang Wan weakly kicked the man who was pressing her down, "Zhang Zhang Yanqing, don't do this."

That delicate and delicate voice didn't seem like a rejection, but more like a catalyst for emotion, which completely made people fall into it.

lips, jaw, neck
All the way down.

More and more confused.

"Let go, let me go!"

"Bastard! Zhang Yanqing, you bastard——"

The girl stopped crying, gradually gave up her resistance, and said calmly, "I hate you."

In just three words, Zhang Yanqing's collapsed rationality was regained, and a knife was stabbed in his heart.

He raised his head from her chest, arranged her clothes, and wiped away the tears on her face.

Pear Blossom's rainy little face made his spine ache to the point of shattering.

He scolded himself in his heart.

Zhang Yanqing, you are not only a bastard, you are also a beast!

"Don't cry." He kissed her face, kissing away those tears, "Hey, I was wrong."

"Don't hate me, don't hate me."

His eyes were flustered, and he couldn't see the cold-blooded coldness he once had.

He has her in his heart and her in his eyes.

The most feared thing in this life is losing her.

No matter what he said or how he begged, the girl always looked at the ceiling quietly and remained silent.

Zhang Yanqing let go of her wrist tremblingly.

On the delicate white wrist, a circle of red was strangled, which looked shocking.

He rubbed her gently and kissed her with his lips.

"Zhang Yanqing, I'm tired."

"You sleep." He hurriedly covered her with the quilt, and sat on the side of the bed again, "I'll watch over you."

With swollen eyes, the girl shook her head and refused.

"Go away, I don't want to see you now."

(End of this chapter)