Madam is a rebel, please surrender quickly

After Qiao Yichen said "take off your pants", a hint of awkwardness flashed across his expression.

He was originally a doctor, and whenever he examined a patient, he would blurt out this sentence, always on his lips, very naturally.

But at this moment, he felt that what he said was too ambiguous.

Before the divorce, Su Zhixing was always shy, let alone now.

He had already seen through it. She was acting so proactively not because she was really in love, but just wanted to persuade him to give up Gong Hongyan.

Qiao Yichen was about to explain that he was helping her check, but suddenly.

Su Zhixing actually rolled over to the bed by herself.

She pulled down her pants without hesitation and threw them to the ground.

Her movements were done in one go, without any shyness at all, and she was completely different from her usual self.

In the blink of an eye, her two thin and straight legs were exposed to the man's eyes.

Qiao Yichen: "..." This time, in order to persuade him, she didn't even bother to be shy?

Such a great sacrifice?

But his attention was instantly focused on the purple bruises on the woman's fair skin.

Qiao Yichen's handsome face suddenly became so gloomy that it seemed as if a layer of frost could be scraped off.

"Did Su Jun do all this? Did he really abuse you? Did he beat you with a stick? Is he still a human being?"

Anger was rising in Qiao Yichen's chest, flames flashed in his eyes, and a murderous aura grew thicker.

"Su Jun! This is too much! He even attacked his own daughter?"

Qiao Yichen's large hands with thin calluses caressed the bruises on Su Zhixing's legs, and his breathing became abnormal due to the pain.

"Xingxing, don't worry, I will make him pay the price! Blood debt must be paid with blood!"

"Su Jun wanted to kill me, but he didn't hit me." Su Zhixing wondered why there were so many bruises on her legs?

How come she didn't notice?

She lowered her eyes and moved closer to her legs to take a closer look, then burst out laughing.

They are all small bruises, probably caused by bumping into the ground while running away.

Not a lot, just five or six small bruises.

The bruises were superficial and not serious, not even as severe as the marks left by Qiao Yichen pressing on him.

Doesn't he usually see how severe the mark he left on her is?

Su Zhixing raised her eyes to look at Qiao Yichen, and saw that he had an angry look on his face, and his heart and eyes were filled with heartache for her.

Her heart felt warm and a little funny.

"Brother, these minor injuries are not a big deal. They will heal in a few days. The key is——"

He can’t be allowed to marry Gong Hongyan.

So she had to show weakness.

If she said, "It's just a bruise," wouldn't the man stay away?

Thinking of this, Su Zhixing let out an "ouch", and her delicate features wrinkled into a ball.

"You know what, it really hurts. It hurts especially today. Ouch! Brother, help me rub it."

When Su Zhixing acted like that, Qiao Yichen's bones went soft.

"Xingxing, do you have silver needles with you? Give yourself a few injections to activate blood circulation and disperse blood stasis."

Su Zhixing shook her little head like a rattle, "I didn't bring it."

Even if you brought it, you have to say you didn't.

Otherwise, how can there be attraction between two people?

She even wanted to squeeze a few drops of eye drops into her eyes.

This way men will be soft-hearted.

"Hiss! Brother, it hurts." Su Zhixing didn't want to save face anymore.

Compared to her face, letting Gong Hongyan marry into the Qiao family is more upsetting.

She just didn't understand why men had to compete with each other and have such ambitions.

Knowing that Gong Hongyan was a member of the underworld, shouldn't he run away from her to avoid implicating the Qiao family?

What if he and Gong Hongyan had a quarrel one day, and Gong Hongyan called in a group of foreign thugs to raze the Qiao family to the ground?

Isn't this just inviting a wolf into the house?

Thinking of this, Su Zhixing shuddered. Time waits for no one, so she had to take him down quickly to avoid being taken advantage of by Gong Hongyan.

"Brother, help me rub it."

To be honest, Su Zhixing knew that her coquetry was a bit awkward. She was not as good as other women in coquetry.

Other people's charm is all natural, but she has always been cold and aloof, so she looks very stiff when she acts coquettishly.

But now, we have no choice but to do it.

"It hurts so much here, here—"

Su Zhixing pointed at the inside of her shiny white thighs and opened her legs slightly.

"Okay, I'll rub it for you."

Qiao Yichen quickly raised his hand, and his warm big palm covered the woman's skin and rubbed it.

Hiss! Su Zhixing took another breath of cold air.

"What's wrong? Did I hit you too hard and hurt you?" Qiao Yichen felt a pang of pain in his heart.

Su Zhixing shook her head, her expression full of forbearance, her jade-white face flushed pink.

It wasn't that it hurt, but she felt it very strongly.

It must be the progesterone at work, she felt like a raging sea was surging in her blood.

Su Zhixing closed her eyes tightly, but her long eyelashes kept trembling.

Should she tell Qiao Yichen directly that she needed it now, or hint him in some other way?

Finally, Qiao Yichen realized something. He held her in his arms and buried his handsome face in her hair.

"Xingxing, have you thought it through?"

Su Zhixing: "..." What are you thinking about?

Why didn't he ask her if she wanted to when he crushed her to pieces in the car yesterday?

Su Zhixing took the opportunity to secretly take out Qiao Yichen's mobile phone, wanting to take intimate photos of them to anger Gong Hongyan to death.

Unexpectedly, his cell phone was turned off.

Su Zhixing quietly turned on Qiao Yichen's phone and was about to take a picture of them hugging each other.

Suddenly, her cheeks felt hot and were held by the man's hands.

Qiao Yichen held her face in his hands, but his own ears were very red.

"Xingxing, it's not too late for you to regret now."

Su Zhixing glanced at the phone in her hand from the corner of her eye, wanting to take a photo, so she said perfunctorily, "No regrets—"

Before he finished speaking, dense kisses began to fall.

At the beginning, Qiao Yichen was quite gentle and restrained.

His soft, thin lips started from her smooth forehead, then moved to the tip of her delicate nose, and finally to her earlobe.

But he couldn't hold on for a moment, and he returned to his domineering and strong nature.

His kiss was so overbearing that she could hardly control herself, sweeping over her like a violent storm.

Su Zhixing's eyes sparkled from the kiss, and she didn't know when the phone in her hand fell onto the bed.

She didn't know that Qiao Yichen had deliberately turned off his phone and disguised himself to look for her.

Now if she secretly turns on his phone, he will locate her.

Soon, the air in the room became extremely hot, and the charming atmosphere became higher and higher.

When the passion reached its climax, Su Zhixing hugged the man's thin waist tightly and pressed her red lips against his neck.

The upper and lower teeth bit each other without any hesitation.

hiss!

Qiao Yichen felt pain and opened his blurry black eyes.

He glanced at it inadvertently from the corner of his eye and was suddenly startled.

Not only was his cell phone casually thrown on the bed, but it was also turned on.

The red light of the mobile phone signal is flashing...