Quick travel: Qing Leng host is forced to have sex with crazy criticizing wall-dong

After drinking two full bottles of vodka, Meng Ying staggered out of the bar.

The boys helped him into the car and the car started slowly.

Meng Ying looked at the buildings passing by quickly outside the car window, with a very bitter smile on her lips.

It turns out that it is true that drinking to relieve one's sorrows makes one's sorrows worse.

Otherwise, why would his heart hurt so much...

Only when Si Shuangyu completely disappears from Ayan's world will he look back at him.

A flash of killing intent flashed through him, but he quickly hid it.

Shaking her head, Meng Ying forced down the evil thoughts in her heart.

He really wanted Si Shuangyu to die, but he couldn't.

After all, the living can never compete with the dead!

Soon, the car arrived at Meng Ying's villa.

"Brother Meng, let's take you in..."

One of the younger brothers stepped forward to help him.

"No, I'll just go in by myself. Thank you for your hard work. Go back and rest early."

Meng Ying is a person who pays great attention to personal privacy. He knows that Gu Qiyan has an emotional mysophobia and attaches great importance to the chastity of his partner. Not to mention that Si Shuangyu's dirty body will make him uncomfortable.

Even if someone else behaves slightly intimately, he will be dissatisfied.

Therefore, he is usually very careful and will never have any intimate behavior with others, let alone allow outsiders to enter his private space.

Meng Ying sent her subordinates away, pressed the combination lock to open the door, and staggered in.

The bright moonlight shines into the dark room, and the breeze gently blows the gauze curtains, which is beautiful but also a little weird.

In an instant, Meng Ying was so frightened that he woke up from drinking. The hair on his body stood up, and his eyes immediately began to explore the room.

It was also at this time that a pair of hands with black leather gloves holding piano strings quickly attacked his neck from behind.

He sensed the danger, but his body, dulled by drunkenness, could not avoid it.

He could only quickly raise his hand to block his neck.

Piano strings are very thin but very strong. They can easily cut off human skin, throat, trachea and blood vessels. They are very professional assassination tools.

Meng Ying struggled to resist, but the piano strings still cut open the flesh and fascia of his palm, blood flowed continuously, and the pain was fierce and sharp.

If he hadn't reacted quickly, his trachea might have been cut.

He was struggling hard, and the opponent was also pulling back hard.

Meng Ying shouted loudly and raised his head suddenly, intending to attack the opponent with the back of his head.

But the other party had already seen through his intention, and turned slightly to avoid his attack. The piano string in his hand changed its target, quickly wrapped around his hands in a circle, and then threw him to the ground with an over-the-shoulder throw.

"Well……"

Meng Ying frowned in pain, her body twitching, and her eyes filled with pain looked at the dark shadow.

The swaying gauze curtain was rolled up and down by the wind, flickering in and out, and the black frost feathers were like Shura coming into the world, so handsome and unpretentious, but extremely indifferent!

"Si Shuangyu!"

he shouted through gritted teeth.

A muffled sound of 'Boom--' came from under the sofa.

"Woooooooo..."

Not long after, the long-haired man who looked like Frost Feather revealed half of his head, his mouth was sealed with sealing tape, and his eyes filled with fear asked him for help.

"What do you mean, Xiaoyu, is this joke a little too big?"

Meng Ying's pupils shrank suddenly and she tried her best to hold back her emotions, intending to catch him off guard.

Shuang Yu stepped on his heart with her booted foot, slowly took out a cigarette and lit it, then looked down at him, with a hint of coldness in her deep glazed eyes, and the corners of her mouth raised slightly.

"Is it big? Compared to the 'jokes' you made with me, am I not just a child?"

"I don't know what you mean. Are you angry with me because I persuaded Brother Yan to let Gu Yanfeng go?"

"Meng Ying, there's no point in pretending to be a fool at this time. The last bit of dignity doesn't apply to you and me."

Shuangyu looked impatient to interrupt him, and took out a syringe from his leather coat pocket.

"Si Shuangyu!"

When Meng Ying saw that thing, her face changed drastically, and she could no longer maintain her original calmness.

"It seems... you know what kind of medicine this is. A week ago, you separated Song Heng and the others from me. You already knew my itinerary and revealed it to Gu Yanfeng in advance, so that his people could ambush there. I.

I have to say, Meng Ying, your wishful thinking is really good. You actually thought of using Gu Yanfeng's hands to dirty me. Do you like Gu Qiyan so much that you don't hesitate to get rid of me? "

Shuangyu squatted down calmly, patted his cheek, and asked with an indifferent expression.

The latter's eyes were also cold and he said nothing.

Now that he has broken his face, he doesn't need to waste his expression on pretending.

Yes, he was jealous of him.

It was obvious that his feelings for Ayan were no less than his.

Why did Ayan take him away instead of herself!

He still can't see the two of them meeting again.

He was in tatters and looked miserable, but Si Shuangyu was dressed in famous brands like a noble prince.

He won Gu Qiyan's love easily, but he was so humble that he didn't even dare to talk about his feelings, so he could only endure it for the rest of his life.

After Gu Qiyan decided to climb up at all costs, he was smart and chose to hide behind and wait for opportunities.

As he thought, both Gu Yanfeng and Gu Yuanting were eyeing Si Shuangyu, and he deliberately revealed their relationship to them.

Gu Yanfeng immediately took the bait, and everything went smoothly according to his plan.

He knew that Gu Qiyan had an emotional mysophobia. Once Si Shuangyu became dirty, he would gradually drift away from Si Shuangyu because he could not pass the test in his heart. In the end, Ayan would know that he was the only one qualified to stand by his side. ——Meng Ying!

So what if he was found out, he was already dirty, and he would never be able to be with Ayan again in his life!

"During this period, thanks to your blessing, I have not had an easy life. We share the blessings and the hardships. As best friends, we naturally cannot do without you for this kind of benefit.

I'm very curious...when you become as dirty as me, will your Ayan still let you down? "

Shuangyu let out a very light laugh. The smile was beautiful, but it carried a strong sense of alienation, like a deep lake that was frozen all year round.

"Si Shuangyu!"

Meng Ying's face turned livid, and her eyes could no longer hide the panic.

"Scared?"

The latter raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile, but without any pause, he pulled out the needle cover, pushed the potion with half-squinted eyes, and emptied the air inside.

"Si Shuangyu...I beg you...don't be so cruel to me...I know you hate me, why don't you just kill me..."

With scarlet eyes, Meng Ying softened her tone and began to beg for mercy.

He had kept his integrity for Gu Qiyan until today, and he didn't want everything to be ruined. He couldn't imagine it, let alone accept Gu Qiyan's spurned expression. He would rather die because he was disgusted!

"Kill you? That won't do... After all, you have to live well... to atone for your sins."

Shuangyu revealed a shallow dimple, and her rough leather gloves slowly caressed the aorta on his neck, without hesitation inserting the needle into the blood vessel.

"Do not……"

Meng Ying screamed in despair, and the cold liquid made him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

Shuangyu didn't even need to restrain him anymore. Once the medicine took effect, it was enough to make him lose himself.

He stood up slowly, sat down on the sofa, crossed his legs, took out a cigarette and lit it, admiring his struggle with an expressionless face, he was embarrassed.

"Do you know why I tied you?"

Leaning slightly, Shuangyu lifted the long-haired man's chin with his well-jointed fingers, and asked with a half-smile.

The other person's eyes were full of fear, he shook his head and nodded again.

After tearing off the sealing tape from his mouth, he smiled enchantingly and looked at Meng Ying not far away.

"He is in pain. If you go and help him, it will be easier for you. You can take away our Brother Meng's first time."