Kuaiwen: Trust me! The boss is very gentle

[There is a side platform ahead, please enter with caution]

Zhou Jiangyan's eyes darkened a bit, which made the candlelight in his eyes brighter, bright and unscrupulous.

Fang Bo felt the tightness in his neck getting bigger and bigger. Looking at Zhou Jiangyan's eyes that were choosing to devour others, Fang Bo felt fear for the first time.

Just when Fang Bo kept fluttering, unable to breathe and his face turned red, Zhou Jiangyan quickly withdrew his hand.

"Pfft...! Huh huh huh... cough cough..."

Fang Bo breathed the air frantically, feeling the temperature return to his body little by little. He was still a little dizzy, but it was much better than before.

"But, I really like it..."

Before Fang Bo could recover, Zhou Jiangyan's voice sounded softly in his ears.

The warm body leaned closer, and Fang Bo felt Zhou Jiangyan bury his head in his shoulder, and his fingers were flexibly opening his buttons. Fang Bo felt goosebumps all over his skin as the cool breeze brushed against his skin.

"You...what do you want!"

Fang Bo really had nothing to do with this person pressing on him. After all, his neck is right next to his mouth. As long as he opens his mouth and bites it, he will die.

"But, Fang Bo... I like you too! I love you very much! Why do you have Tan Ranran in your eyes? Why! You can only have me in your eyes."

"Didn't you say that? If you want me to stay by your side, then you must stay by my side! Forever and ever! Don't think about others. Now, you only have me!"

Fang Bo's pupils shrank sharply, and his muscles trembled. He was scared. He didn't expect Zhou Jiangyan to... actually treat him!

But that seems...worse! ! !

The warm body moved away, and Zhou Jiangyan sat astride Fang Bo, looking down at Fang Bo, the red light in his eyes showing madness.

The gentle smile on his face couldn't contain the cold aura, and he admired Fang Bo who couldn't move under him. The marks on his neck had turned purple and there were bruises on the edges.

A kind of sadistic beauty arises spontaneously. Whether it is the palm prints or the torn clothes, there is a sense of guilt for breaking the treasure.

That feeling of destruction is fascinating...

The chain made a sound, and Zhou Jiangyan picked up Fang Bo's face with one hand and pinched his mouth. His deep eyes were full of satisfaction, his voice lost the previous affection, and his expression was as calm as if he was talking about something insignificant.

"Open your mouth."

The commanding tone made Fang Bo endure the pain. He gritted his teeth against the force of Zhou Jiangyan's hand.

"Ha ha……"

A chuckle came from Zhou Jiangyan's throat, low and oppressive. The candle light was extinguished and Fang Bo couldn't see Zhou Jiangyan's face clearly. He secretly felt bad, but he still didn't do anything more and remained stubborn.

Zhou Jiangyan threw Fang Bo's face away. Fang Bo's head was thrown to the side and hit the bed board, making a violent collision.

Zhou Jiangyan leaned down and took the candle that had been burning for a long time. He looked at the candle burning with an expressionless face, swaying in various ways and looking stunningly beautiful.

The corners of his mouth moved, and his eyes looked at Fang Bo across the candlelight. Looking at Fang Bo's snow-white skin, his chest that rises and falls with his breathing, his not very obvious but very beautiful abdominal muscles...

His wrist moved, the candle was tilted, and the burned red wax dripped down, and flowers bloomed on Fang Bo's white skin...

The fragile parts of his abdomen were burned by the wax, which was painful, itchy, and dangerous, stimulating Fang Bo's brain nerves. He clenched his fists and subconsciously arched his waist.

The raised waist is a beautiful semi-arc shape, and it is whiter than the crescent moon outside the window...