Her upper body was already so cool, and she had to turn around under his naked and direct gaze? ?

This guy is good at torturing people.

He took a deep breath and smiled with eight teeth showing: "Can't I change my career?"

The man leaned back on the sofa, playing with a gun in his slender and powerful hands, staring straight at her with a pair of amber eyes, looking as if he was not sure whether to smile or not, and he looked both rude and cruel, as if if she didn't turn around, the bullet would hit her right between the eyebrows in the next second.

Yan Haoyue's heart trembled, and she obediently turned around under his nose.

In the bedroom, the lights were as bright as day.

Xiao Yan's gaze was as sharp as an eagle as he fell on every inch of her skin, her smooth shoulders, her slender back with slightly protruding butterfly bones, a beautiful shape, her slender waist was graceful and soft yet strong. Going down, her hip line was like a vase with smooth lines that suddenly opened up. Her waist-to-hip ratio was excellent, and she was thin but not skinny.

They passed by one by one, without seeing any pinholes.

She had her back to him and could not see his expression or gaze, but she vaguely felt that every inch of her skin where his eyes swept was ignited with a small flame.

The aftereffects of alcohol are continuing to grow and body temperature is gradually rising.

He looked too long.

If a man like Xiao Yan was really greedy for her, he should have dragged her into battle for three hundred rounds without caring about anything, instead of torturing her with his eyes like cutting flesh with a blunt knife and then doing nothing.

Yan Haoyue frowned and looked at him curiously: "What are you looking at?"

"look at you."

The man's voice fell lightly behind her, and it was a very ordinary answer, but inexplicably bewitching.

She raised her eyes slightly. Under the light, her earlobes were red as blood. Xiao Yan curled his lips and said, "It's pretty."

Sure enough, her entire ear turned red instantly.

It was at this moment that Xiao Yan put down the gun in his hand, pulled the person into his arms and locked her tightly, then lowered his head and kissed her lips, then went straight in, brazenly and forcefully.

Yan Haoyue felt as if there were several lively rabbits in his chest. His heart was beating so fast that he had palpitations, and his brain was temporarily deprived of oxygen.

She drank a lot of lime mojitos that night. The intoxicating alcohol mixed with the fresh scent of lime spread on her tongue.

By the time she realized what was happening and wanted to struggle, Xiao Yan's lips had already slightly left hers, and he spoke word by word like a warning or an order: "Don't let Su Na kiss you again."

She subconsciously retorted: "Suna didn't kiss me on the mouth."

"Not even on the face, not anywhere."

The big red lipstick mark on her cheek was really annoying. Xiao Yan took out a tissue and wiped it off viciously, "No one else can do this except me."

Yan Haoyue was stunned, "Aren't you afraid that Ye Xiaosi will seduce your girl away?"

"Suna is not my girl," he paused, his eyes fixed on her, "you are my girl."

Her breathing hitched and the blood on her face was about to boil.

But she also wondered, did Xiao Yan really like her?

"I...I am really your fiancée?"

"Do I look like a good person who would risk his own life to save an unrelated person?"

He doesn't have good intentions, let alone a kind heart.

That makes sense.

But if she was really his fiancée and they had a relationship before, then she shot him five times and the bullet grazed his left ear, which made her seem heartless.

She was still thinking about something.

Xiao Yan asked: "Any other questions?"

She asked weakly: "Since you like me, can you fulfill my wish?"

Xiao Yan: "What do you want me to do?"

"I don't remember you now, and I don't have any feelings for you. Can we end our relationship?"

Xiao Yan chuckled, raised his eyebrows nonchalantly, and asked again: "Do I look like a good man?"

"But what's the point of a reluctant relationship?"

Xiao Yan stared at her playfully: "You don't want to, but I am willing. I think it's interesting."

Yan Haoyue's mouth twitched slightly, "What's the point of this? A forced melon is not sweet."

Xiao Yan: "Sweet melons make my throat choke, but bitter melons are just right. The more reluctant you are, the more exciting it is for me."

Oh, she got it.

This kind of people are commonly known as "cheapskates". The more they can't get what they want, the more they become angry.

Most men have this kind of bad and mean nature.

Yan Haoyue was smart and found a solution quickly: "If I am willing, will you get bored quickly?"

Xiao Yan: "I don't know, you can try."

"…What do you like about me?"

Can't she change it?

Xiao Yan's eyes were filled with teasing, "I like you but you are unwilling to do so, how about you change?"

Yan Haoyue: “…………”

When his kiss came down on her again, her first reaction was to struggle, but then she thought that he might really be the type of person who gets more agitated the more he doesn't get what he wants, so she responded bravely.

Things are going increasingly wrong.

His deft fingers unbuttoned the buttons on her back and gradually took control of her heartbeat.

As her breath hitched, she grabbed his wrist, panic evident in her eyes.

Xiao Yan stroked her trembling smooth back with his big hands and kissed the corner of her lips, "What are you afraid of? I won't kill you."

She mustered up the courage to ask, "Can you give me a little more time to adjust to our relationship?"

He looked at her with interest and asked, "How long?"

"When I regain my memory and remember our past..."

"What if you never remember the past? Have you always been a monk?"

She whispered, "You can find someone else...I don't mind."

Xiao Yan: "The less you mind, the more I mind."

Yan Haoyue: "Why?"

Xiao Yan: "Born to be a rebel."

After he finished speaking, he held her face with one hand and kissed her again. His kiss had a unique magic that made her fall down.

Her hand touched the belt buckle at his waist, and Xiao Yan let her pull the belt away.

She was trembling from the kiss and became more and more panicked, but she still maintained the last bit of rationality: "Wait."

Xiao Yan frowned: "Ye Xiaowu, you have a lot of things to do?"

"It would be so boring to just do this, fiancé, I want to do something special."

Haha, even my fiancé has been called.

It's a huge investment.

"what do you want to play?"

She looked shy but behaved wildly, rolling the belt into two circles like handcuffs.

She tried her best to induce him: "Put your hands in these two circles. You see, usually you force others, how boring. Why not experience the feeling of letting others force you? It must be very exciting."

Well, it's quite exciting if she is strong enough for me.

Xiao Yan watched her act quietly, and cooperated by putting his hands into the two loops of the belt.

As soon as he put it in, Yan Haoyue pulled hard, and the belt tightened, binding his wrists tightly.

She happily fastened her belt buckle again, took the gun beside her, pulled the safety, loaded the bullet, and pointed it at his forehead. The pride of having won the victory made her smile brightly.

She raised her lips: "Fiancé, is it exciting?"

Xiao Yan sat on the bedside, without any struggle, and calmly raised his eyebrows to signal her: "It will be more exciting if you sit on it."

"..."

Damn! I can’t beat him!

She coughed lightly and quickly got to the point: "Why don't we play a game? I'll ask you a question and you answer me honestly. If you can't answer or lie to me, I'll shoot you. How about that?"

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