Rebirth of the Crazy Wife: Abusing her Dominant Ex-husband

Emergency escape corridor passage with sensor lights on.

Zhuang Mingyue was pressed against the wall by the tall voice. He lowered his head, breathed heavily, and said to the tip of his nose, "Would you like to try in the corridor?"

The induction light was not very bright, and the dim yellow beam hit his dark, clear and profound face. There was no sense of distance at all, and the eyes he looked at were gentler than usual. Zhuang Mingyue was nervous and scared, her heartbeat was messed up, her breathing was rapid, and she scolded Looking at him, "Don't mess around in Zhanyan, someone will come."

Zhan Yan kissed her lips lightly and tentatively, "Baby, just once, okay?"

Zhuang Mingyue glanced at the dark corridor above, her chest trembling as if she was about to cry, "You said you wouldn't force me."

Zhan Yan leaned over her ear and breathed warm breath on her neck. A numbing current quickly ran through her body, making her scalp numb. He put his other hand on the wall, and the ambiguity spread throughout the corridor in an instant.

Does he want to be here?

This madman.

Zhuang Mingyue was wearing a skirt today. I wonder if it was his arrangement. After she was forced to live with him, her wardrobe was filled with all kinds of long skirts, skirts, and skirts. The lengths of the skirts were all just right. Basically, The calf position is not exposed either.

Now it's convenient for him to do animal things...

He was also very strong, and Zhuang Mingyue couldn't push him away no matter how hard he pushed.

Putting your hand on his chest, you could feel the hot temperature in the palm of your hand. His body temperature was rising, just like the fire under his eyes, which was constantly burning.

"No!"

Before Zhuang Mingyue could react, she was hugged up and the two were facing each other. Zhuang Mingyue held his waist with her legs, and she subconsciously hooked his neck for fear of falling.

"Asshole! What are you doing? Put me down!"

This place was close to the elevator. Zhuang Mingyue did not dare to speak loudly, her voice was suppressed.

"I'm very tired, don't do this."

Zhuang Mingyue always thought that he was a serious person, who knew...

Suddenly the corridor of the safe passage was opened, "Sir, Miss... you can take the elevator."

Zhuang Mingyue frowned. She didn't expect that there would be someone, and her face was so hot that it could bleed.

Take the opportunity to jump off him and run away.

Zhan Yan straightened his trousers, put his pocket in his pocket with one hand and went upstairs in a hurry.

Zhuang Mingyue took out the room card and touched her body before she remembered that the room card was not on her body.

Seeing the man walking slowly and unhurriedly, Zhuang Mingyue turned her head away from him in anger and turned her head to straighten her clothes.

The room next to them suddenly opened, and Qi Cheng and Song Qiqi came out of the room. They lowered their heads to discuss something.

Qi Cheng: "President."

Zhan Yan responded: "Yes."

Song Qiqi looked at Zhuang Mingyue with cold eyes, and Zhuang Mingyue pretended to turn a blind eye. Her unkind eyes made her feel uncomfortable, but she felt the pleasure of revenge in her heart.

When she was still Zhanyan's wife, Song Qiqi was intimate with him in front of him, never caring about her existence.

Now that the roles have changed, even if she no longer likes the banquet, she still wants Song Qiqi to taste what it feels like when the person she loves is snatched away.

Qi Cheng silently returned to his room and exited the battlefield.

When the door closed, Song Qiqi's eyes were still on Zhan Yan, "Ayan, come in, there is something I need to talk to you alone."

Zhan Yan took out a room card from his pocket, and Zhuang Mingyue had already snatched it. He swiped the door to unlock it, and wanted to close the door. Zhan Yan pushed the door with his toes, "...Why are you in a hurry? You go take a shower first, I'll be here in a minute." "

Zhuang Mingyue: "Don't come."

"Huh?" Zhan Yan looked threatening.

Zhuang Mingyue then pretended to compromise, "I understand."

Zhan Yan then retracted his feet and turned around to go to Song Qiqi's room.

The moment she closed the door, Zhuang Mingyue had never hoped that Song Qiqi would keep the banquet in her room tonight.

He turned around and pushed all the things he could move against the door. Even if he used a saw, he wouldn't let her in this time.

Thinking of what she had just done in the corridor, Zhuang Mingyue felt like she had fallen into a garbage dump. She was so dirty when she climbed out. She took off her skirt, went to the bath and washed herself over and over again.