Quickly wear: Crazy criticize the host and he is targeted by the yandere again

This room was originally the game room of Qi Yuling, the boss of Huanmei. Naturally, there was no surveillance inside, and the sound insulation effect was also very good.

Despite the various sounds inside, the bodyguards guarding the door could not hear a single movement.

two hours later.

Ci Ying slumped limply on an exquisite sofa. Watching her lover in front of her put on her clothes and carefully adjusting her cuffs, she suddenly realized a problem.

His eyes moved to the pile of pitiful rags on the ground... How was he going to get out...

"Changqian, my clothes..."

Ci Ying looked at Yan Changqian with a hint of coquettishness, the meaning in her eyes was clear: the clothes are torn, go and buy me new ones.

Yan Changqian was neatly dressed and looked at Miaoren on the sofa with a solemn gaze. He leaned down and placed one hand on his side, while the other hand lifted his chin.

"Baby, have you heard of anyone who is imprisoned and needs to go out?"

Since you don't have to go out, clothes are not necessary.

Ci Ying's expression froze, and he immediately reacted. He held Yan Changqian's hand and said aggrievedly: "You shouldn't... want to put me in this place..."

"Can't?"

"But here is..."

This is Huanmei, a place where you can eat omegas without spitting out your bones.

How could you leave a weak omega in such a place?

Ci Ying looked at her lover aggrievedly, completely forgetting the whole story of why she would appear here.

Yan Changqian raised his lips and lightly pecked the back of the hand that was holding him tightly.

"Don't be afraid, baby, Huanmei has been acquired by me. This is my territory now. No one dares to bully you."

Ciying was stunned.

Yan Changqian would actually acquire Huanmei? !

Wait...does it matter?

The important thing is, does this person really want to imprison himself in a place like this?

No, no, no!

Ci Ying let go of Yan Changqian's hand and hooked it around his neck without warning, locking his fingers tightly.

Yan Changqian straightened up, and he also stood up from the sofa.

In short, just stick to him.

He didn't believe that Yan Changqian could let people outside see his body?

Seeing that he raised his feet to leave, Ci Ying simply wrapped his legs around his waist. In short, it was the kind of tightly entangled that could not be shaken off.

Of course, Yan Changqian couldn't really put the person here, but the softness wrapped around him made him feel a little bit bad.

One hand pressed against the smooth back, and the other hand held the tight ass.

The slender fingers quietly curled up, exploring and groping.

The person on his body trembled slightly, and his furry head lay obediently on his shoulder, and his hair rubbed against his neck, tickling his heart.

Yan Changqian walked aside unhurriedly, unlocked the lock on the wall, and came to the door again.

The two legs around his waist gradually lost their strength and dropped down tremblingly, leaving only one hand still firmly around his neck.

There was a soft sound in his ears, and the temperature in his hands gradually increased.Just when a certain emotion was about to reach its peak, everything came to an abrupt end.

Ciying's face turned red, tears welled up in the corners of her eyes, and she grunted to express her dissatisfaction.

A long and wide windbreaker covered his body. His eyes were spinning, and he was hugged sideways.

"Be good, go home and continue."

bad! ! !

Ci Ying retracted her hands from Yan Changqian's neck, shrank her head, and pulled up the collar of her windbreaker to cover her face.

He has no shame in letting others see him like this.

Just like that, Ciying was chained, tightly wrapped in a windbreaker, and carried into the car.

Returning to the villa they had not set foot in for three years, the two of them had a quarrel in the bedroom until evening.

The villa was cleaned in advance, and servants and housekeepers were rearranged.

After dinner, Ci Ying lay on the soft big bed. As a prisoner, she squinted her eyes comfortably and enjoyed the massage service from the prisoner.

Yan Changqian originally planned to surprise Lan Ciying, so he didn't tell him that he would be back early.

He didn't expect it, but he was shocked. Fortunately, the result made him very satisfied.

"Baby, what do you want to do with Qi Yuling?"

There was a haze in his dark eyes, and Yan Changqian had already thought in his heart that if Lan Ciying insisted on begging, he would not be able to get out of bed for a month.

Ci Ying turned her back to him and didn't hear anything unusual in her voice just now. She was just thinking seriously about how to deal with Qi Yuling.

Although the people who harmed the original owner were Bai Mingfei and Luo Beibei, Qi Yuling was the one who brought the nightmare to the original owner for five years.

The original owner hated him for being too obsessed.

Qi Yuling has been self-inflicted for three consecutive years and has only achieved 42% progress.

[Xiaobai, Qi Yuling’s progress? ]

[Task [-] - Punish the person who harmed the original owner, progress update prompt]

[Qi Yuling’s completion progress: 43%]

Sure enough... what I did just now, plus the torture by the Yan family's bodyguards, only increased by 1%.

However, how could the original owner be able to redeem himself so easily for the inhuman torture he suffered in the fantasy?

"First of all, Qi Yuling has to live..." If he dies, he won't be able to progress.

Hearing this, Yan Changqian pursed his lips and moved his hands towards the dangerous place.

"But it will make his life worse than death, and he will never be able to escape in this life."

The progress is getting slower and slower. Anyway, he is not in a hurry to leave this small world now.

Yan Changqian was startled, then chuckled, "Okay."

He rubbed his wife's waist happily and moved his hands up and down to benefit himself.

Not long after, Ciying fell asleep comfortably.

In the haziness, a crisp tinkling sound rang in his ears, and he seemed to see a bunch of silver wind chimes swaying in the wind.

It was already late at night when Ciying woke up again.

There was no one in the room, Yan Changqian seemed to have gone out.

He rubbed his eyes and suddenly found that there were only two lock rings hanging on his wrist, and the chain fastened to them was missing.

Lifting the quilt, the same is true for the left foot. Only the lock ring of the right foot is still connected to the chain.

Ci Ying turned around and saw that the original chains had been pieced together, and the ends were still fastened to the bedrail.

After the length is increased, it is enough for him to move freely in this room.

At this time, the voice of the system sounded in his mind.

[Task [-] - Punish the person who harmed the original owner, progress update prompt]

[Qi Yuling’s completion progress: 100%]

Ciying:? ? ! !

What happened...Why is the progress suddenly full?

[Xiaobai, look what happened over there at Qi Yuling? ]

【Good host. 】

[Sorry host, the content is too harmonious and cannot be displayed.The memory fragment from one hour ago has been retrieved for you.Points consumed: two thousand. 】

Ci Ying installed consciousness monitoring tools in the brains of Bai Mingfei, Luo Beibei, and Qi Yuling, so that they can see each other's situation when necessary.

But if you want to recall the memory, you can only recall the memory content from one hour ago at most.

However, each view requires points, so Ciying rarely uses this function.

An hour ago.

Qi Yuling opened his eyes, and the hazy vision slowly became clear.

He was in a dark room, his whole body was tightly tied to a medical bed with restraints, and his lower limbs were pulled apart and fixed.

Soon, the pheromones were violently disordered, and a pheromone that did not belong to him was running around in the body.

The back of my neck and my entire spine hurt terribly.

"There will be no need for anesthesia for the rest."

[Ci Ying couldn't see the speaker from Qi Yuling's perspective, but she was stunned when she heard Yan Changqian's voice. ]