Flash Marriage Wife: The Cold-Blooded President Dotes Too Much

"What's going on with Nangong Han and An Xiaojing?"

No matter how loud the voices of the surrounding people are, it is not as good as the more and more elegant piano music.

An Xiaojing was dressed casually, but her dance steps were not jerky at all.

Paired with Nangonghan's footsteps, An Xiaojing's dance was simply outstanding.

"You are great!" Nangong Han whispered in her ear.

"Mr. Nangong flattered me!" An Xiaojing smiled, dancing is not difficult, she knew it before.

As for Leng Yichen, standing in a somewhat dark place, his whole body seemed to be exuding an extremely cold aura, and people who were close to him seemed to be frozen by this atmosphere.

"Yichen, why don't we have a dance too!" An Xiya offered to show her affection, wanting to dance with Leng Yichen.

"I'm very tired!" Three words sent An Xiya away.

Leng Yichen sat down, but looked at the two people dancing and shining under a beam of light with a very playful and ruthless attitude.

"Sister, really, you can at least talk about it when you're not with others. Now that you're on this boat, she dances with Nangong Han without reservation!" An Xiya looked at An Xiaojing with jealousy in her eyes. expression.

"Shut up!" Leng Yichen directly interrupted her.

An Xiya suffered from being dumb, and then fell silent.

The first dance was over soon, and Nangong Han and An Xiaojing made a very good start for the dance.

"I'm really honored to be able to dance with you dressed like this!" An Xiaojing smiled shyly.

"Well, you have made use of your strengths!" Nangong Han joked, and then he saw Leng Yichen sitting there with a icy attitude.

"Master Leng, I don't think you will mind!"

"What do you think?" Leng Yichen's expression was not as inquisitive as Nangong Han's, it was simply a capitalized cold word.

His eyes lightly glanced at An Xiaojing, "So you left so eagerly just now to dance with him!"

He didn't save any face for the other party when he spoke, Leng Yichen had the urge to tear her apart at that time.

"It doesn't matter if you like to think so!" An Xiaojing responded.

"Get the hell out of here now!" Leng Yichen cursed suddenly, and Nangong Han was also startled.

"Young Master Leng, this is not good. The company's cruise ship is playing on the sea, and now it is surrounded by sea water, and it has not docked, and I plan to play here for three days."

"Three days and three nights? Nangonghan, shut up!" It was the first time that Leng Yichen provoked Nangonghan so ruthlessly, and the man's tone suddenly became tense.

He thought about all the scenes of tearing face with Leng Yichen, but he didn't expect it to be so fast at this moment.

"You now. Even if you're swimming, immediately, immediately, get out of here!" Leng Yichen continued to curse at An Xiaojing.

"I'm not, Leng Yichen! Do I have to do what you tell me to do?" An Xiaojing's anger also came up.

"Okay sister, let me go for a walk outside with you!" An Xiya suddenly got up and said.

Then he quickly pulled An Xiaojing away from under Leng Yichen's nose.

Rather than being dragged to the other side by An Xiya, An Xiaojing might as well be pinched by this woman.

An Xiaojing had experienced the feeling of Yichen pinching herself, the pain of being about to suffocate, now, this woman who always stands side by side with him, is exactly the same as that person in terms of strength.

"Let go!" An Xiaojing shook off An Xiya's hand fiercely.

"What are you doing? Leng Yichen, who is going to accompany you." An Xiaojing rubbed her arm that she had pulled viciously, the fingerprints on it were very deep.

An Xiya's attack was so ruthless that she almost choked her to bleed.

"An Xiaojing, you are quite good at making troubles." An Xiya said suddenly.

Where the two of them were, there happened to be a lot of red wine glasses.

An Xiya suddenly had an idea and thought of an idea in her mind.

"What? You're going to throw me off the boat now?" An Xiaojing asked, she couldn't stand An Xiya's pretense all day long.

"Of course not, sister, I just think this corner will be quieter, and it will be more convenient to do other things!"

Before An Xiaojing could understand what it meant, she was hit hard from behind, and she passed out instantly.

An Xiya just smiled at the man.

"It's all done? What about the medicine?"

"Don't worry, give her medicine later, and she will be able to serve me well."

After a brief conversation, An Xiaojing felt a little strange when she woke up again.

This is still on a cruise ship, but she doesn't know which floor and which room of the cruise ship this is?

As for myself, there was an inexplicable sense of emptiness in my body, as if I wanted to be filled impatiently.

She was suffering, unrelated to pain.

An Xiaojing didn't know why she had such strange signs. However, she was a little helpless, and from time to time, there would be a shameful cry from her mouth.

Even she can't control herself.

Is it?

Suddenly, a man in his 30s appeared in front of An Xiaojing. The man's expression was very obscene, but it was not the man who knocked An Xiaojing out just now.

"You, who are you?" An Xiaojing struggled for a while, but found that every time she moved, her body was burning badly

The feeling of emptiness jumped directly to the throat, accompanied by bursts of embarrassing screams.

"Ha, girl, you have a good figure! I found a stunner today!"

The man approached An Xiaojing, and then said with a sinister smile: "I'm all under the charm and medicine, why are you still struggling?"

Then, the man's hands began to untie An Xiaojing's clothes.

For him, the more a woman struggles, the more exciting she is.

An Xiaojing finally understood that she was really drugged.

Because she can obviously feel the changes in her body, but she can't talk to this person.

The remaining consciousness made her resist non-stop.

But her strength was obviously too insignificant in front of this man.

"Don't move, the more you move, the more uncomfortable you will be!" the man said, ready to step forward.

"Don't touch me!" An Xiaojing's hands fluttered in the air, trying to find what she could.

"If you don't touch you, you will die!" The man looked at An Xiaojing lewdly: "Don't worry, I will make you happy!"

"No!" An Xiaojing felt that the man touched her skirt, and she couldn't use her strength anymore. Then, she seemed to see some hope.

She was lying on a bed, and there was a small lamp on the bedside table.

The lamp is in the shape of the Eiffel Tower.

Although the man has been lying on her body, she still used all her strength to grab the lamp.

Then, when the man was defenseless, he smashed down from behind him...