On the night of receiving the certificate, Wen Qi was successfully flipped over and over again by the man.

……

"Don't uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuup whom..." Wen Qi pushed him with trembling voice, his eyes rolled down with the trembling, and his whole body was as soft as a puddle of water.

Song Yi's eyes were dark and deep, and he kept moving his big hand to caress the girl's blushing face, brushed away her sweaty hair, and raised her bangs to reveal her entire small face.

"I want it." Song Yi said in a low voice, leaning his head down to kiss the girl's teardrops, her Adam's apple protruded sexyly, and her clavicle muscles were well defined.

Wen Qi closed his eyes and let him kiss away the tears. He was in a daze, and let the man do what he wanted.

Song Yi touched it with his hand, and suddenly remembered what he said in the car in the afternoon, and laughed lowly. He squeezed the girl's ring-wearing hand and stroked it himself, and brought his lips to her ear and blew hot air: "Is it a good amount?"

"Well……?"

Wen Qi's ears were numb from the hot air, and his body became limp again, but his mind obediently turned around to think about his words.

Hmm...very good amount?

In an instant, she understood the heat of the man's big hand. She couldn't help curling her arms limply to block it, sobbing and crying in excitement: "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...

"Okay, no, just touch it." Song Yi smiled lowly, deliberately misinterpreting her words.

Wen Qi suddenly cried even more sadly, his whole body was forced to tremble, his throat moaned uncontrollably, and he groaned while whimpering.

With a springy soft voice, moaning like a kitten coquettishly.

Song Yi was yelled so that the veins on his forehead bulged, and he couldn't bear it and kissed her lips directly, his voice hoarse: "Stop yelling, and I won't tell you to wake up tomorrow."

Wen Qi looked at him aggrievedly, his eyes were wet, and he whimpered and cried: "Wuwu, you're not... just touch me... don't cry..."

"laugh."

How can I not touch it?

Song Yi laughed at the girl's unnecessary threats, his eyes became darker and darker.

"Then don't blame me."

-

The next day, Wen Qizhen didn't get up, his whole body was covered with hickey marks, and he was extremely sore.

Feeling uncomfortable and wronged, she whimpered and cried in the man's arms, but her originally soft voice became hoarse.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

Song Yi hugged her distressedly, rubbed her sore place with his big hands, and coaxed her softly: "Don't cry, I'll rub it for you, and your eyes will hurt when you cry later."

The tone is loving and distressed.

It was the young girl who made him unable to restrain himself, and she was so soft and tender that it turned into a red spot when she inhaled it.

A little bit of force is called pain.

Thinking about it, Song Yi's eyes darkened again.

Wen Qi cried till he hiccupped, and then slowly withdrew his tears, sobbing softly and curled up in his arms: "Next time hiccup...can't...hiccup bully me..."

Song Yi directly refused without thinking: "Impossible."

"It's impossible not to bully you."

He used to like bullying girls the most, and now he fell in love with 'bullying' girls, but no matter what kind of bullying, he couldn't give up.

Wen Qi pursed his mouth and tears rolled down again, his eyes were red and pitiful.

Song Yi kissed her puckered mouth pitifully and lovingly, and coaxed: "Next time I will be more restrained, and be obedient and not cry."

Looking at his unyielding eyes, Wen Qi buried her grievance in his chest, reluctantly agreed to this concession, and whispered sullenly: "Then... not being allowed to speak doesn't count.

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