Fast time travel: The delicate beauty becomes the prisoner of the villain

"you......"

Jiang Zijin's head buzzed, and the bright red color spread from her neck to her cheeks, adding a bit of charm.

"What kind of fun, you, you just play fun with others—"

Yanqing let go of his hand, and the black belt bounced down along his fingertips, and patted on the white and soft flesh, making tempting waves, tender and elastic.

She obviously has an extremely pure face, and her every move seems to be deliberately seductive.

"Don't blame me," Yan Qing said, "If you want to play, I will play with you."

Jiang Zijin's face flushed red, as if it was on fire, and her voice trembled slightly.

"Who cares about you—"

Yan Qing said: "Then what do you think it is, the one who fired the gun?"

He did it on purpose.

He intentionally wanted to make Jiang Zijin ashamed, so that he could appreciate the crimson color spreading all over her body.

"It's the one who shoots the gun..."

Jiang Zijin's beautiful almond eyes were slightly upturned, the ends of the eyes were wet and red, and her facial features were beautiful.

Yanqing easily removed the gun from his head.

"Be careful to wipe the gun and misfire."

He didn't take this gun seriously at all. Although it was Lu Jin'an's weapon, without Lu Jin'an, the damage value of the gun was no different from that of ordinary guns, and it was somewhat useful to hit the experimental product.

Want to hurt him?

Forget it.

Yan Qing looked down at her, and said in a bad tone, "How dare you run out?"

Jiang Zijin looked up at him.

Yan Qing said: "Today is your coming-of-age ceremony. Didn't Jiang Ming raise you up so much because he wanted you to bear the backlash of the little devil for him?"

"The day of adulthood is when the curse is most effective. Once it is completely strengthened, you will bear the sins of Jiang Ming for the rest of your life."

Jiang Zijin's face was pale, and the eyelashes on the half-drawn eyelids kept trembling.

"Nowadays, the failed products in the laboratory have almost been killed, but the soul will not disperse. The pain in life will make them turn into ghosts to entangle the person who killed them. Even until you die, your soul will always be entangled by them superior."

"Lu Jin'an hid you, right?" Yan Qing sneered, "Do you think he is a good person?"

"Lu Jin'an wished that your whole family would die, so he could only rely on him and become his slave."

Yanqing broke her fingers, took the gun from her hand, and smashed it against the wall.

The bright silver pistol slid half a meter on the ground and lay down on the ground alone.

"You still take his broken gun?"

Seeing her bowing her head and not speaking, Yan Qing thought it was because she spoke too loudly, which made her unhappy again.

His temples were throbbing, he was already upset enough, and he wanted to rush to coax Jiang Zijin.

The tone is unnaturally cold:

"Scared?"

Yan Qing leaned in front of her, Jiang Zijin turned her head away from looking at him, her red lips were pursed tightly.

He became even more irritable in his heart, and cursed in a low voice, "Smelly temper."

Jiang Zijin's eyelashes trembled, and she ignored him even more.

Yinyueyin is the time for Yanqing to absorb the essence of moonlight. Usually at this time, the emotional ups and downs will be more violent than usual, that is, it is easy to be impulsive.

He couldn't control his bloodthirsty nature, he had suffered enough in front of Jiang Zijin.

"I didn't blame you. I ran out as soon as I ran out. It's not that I can't protect you."

"I'm just angry."

"I'm angry that I'm your boyfriend, but I always see you cuckolding me."

Jiang Zijin's eyes widened, completely dazed by his nonsense.

"Who gave you a cuckold, how can you talk nonsense—"

"I broke up with you a long time ago—"

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Zijin's mouth was blocked.

The strange fragrance from Yanqing's body was suddenly sucked into the tip of his nose, and the body fluid between his lips and teeth was wantonly plundered.

He didn't give Jiang Zijin a chance to breathe at all, the kiss was deep and heavy, he wished he could swallow her tongue together.

He bit her mouth, and his voice was vague, "If you talk nonsense again, I will..."

Jiang Zijin's eyes turned red, her wrists made a semicircular arc in the air, and then she grabbed Yan Qing's clothes tightly,

"asshole......"

When Yan Qing let go of her again, the red lips of the girl below her were slightly parted, the upturned eye ends were half drooped as if she had been wronged, and the dense coral red was seductive.

Yan Qing's throat was astringent, and he wanted to kiss again, "Hey, why are you so attractive."

He pinched Jiang Zijin's lips, "So delicate."

Jiang Zijin kicked the person on top of him violently.

"Well!"

Yan Qing let out a muffled snort, covered his lower body in cold sweat, his face was ashen.

"Jiang Zijin!"

"Where are you kicking!"

Jiang Zijin pushed him away, and for a rare time she gained the upper hand, she stepped on Yanqing's body, like a fox showing its tail, "You were the one who provoked me first."

Her shoes fell beside the sofa, and under the white and tender soles of her feet was the man's firm chest and abdomen.

After the pain passed, Yanqing grabbed her ankle and sneered, "Are you trying to destroy me?"

Jiang Zijin said: "You are not very lively."

Yan Qing said: "How do you know, have you seen it?"

Jiang Zijin was at a loss for words.

He clearly knew that he was not referring to the 'lively and alive'.

Yanqing got even worse, "You want to see me, but it's not like I won't show you."

"You're lecherous, Jin Jin."

Jiang Zijin said, "I don't want to."

Yan Qing played with her ankle like a pervert, not minding her stepping on him at all.

Jiang Zijin couldn't even pull it back, "You're so talented, pervert, let go..."

She was keenly aware of Yan Qing's changes, her toes curled up slightly, as if they were scalded.

"Neuropathy......"

Yan Qing took a breath and said, "I'm just crazy, crazy thinking about you."

Jiang Zijin raised his other foot and wanted to kick him again, "Don't be in heat everywhere."

How could Yanqing make her succeed again, and grabbed her ankle.

His tone was gloomy, "I think I'm actually quite special."

"At least you never slapped them or kicked them."

"Did you kick Lu Jin'an when he kissed you?" Yan Qing's ruthless ice blue eyes gradually turned dark, "Did you push him away when Ji Yanli hugged you?"

"My mouth is swollen and torn..."

Jiang Zijin said: "Yanqing, are you crazy, you..."

The girl's lips were slightly pursed like a red tassel, her clear almond eyes were misty, and the movement of rejecting him was nothing more than a tickle in the eyes of a man.

Yan Qing's icy blue eyes were cold, "Jin Jin, you are too partial."

"Where am I worse than them, you want to treat me like this?"

"Are they better at kissing than me, or are they more able to please you than me?"