Cannon Fodder: Forced Counterattack

With the sound of "哐——" the door was closed, the two finally stood still.

Ao Ran was a little drunk, but he was very clear about being dragged out by Jing Fan in public. In front of so many people, being picked up casually by the other party like a little chick, no matter how embarrassing he thought, he didn't dare to struggle too much , otherwise it would be even more embarrassing.

But now that the door is closed, it doesn't matter. He shook off Jing Fan's hand and glared at him, "Mr. Jing, aren't you going too far? Do you have to do this in public? You don't want to be ashamed to show yourself!"

Jing Fan's eyes were dark, the anger in his eyes was stronger than his, and his voice was hoarse and fierce, "If I don't drag you out, can I see you entangled with that woman? Isn't it embarrassing for the public to flirt with each other?"

After finishing speaking, he paused and said, "Don't call me Mr. Jing." It's too unfamiliar.

Ao Ran ignored his last words at all, and only asked back, "Are you being too unreasonable? Since when have I been lingering with her?"

"She is about to touch your face with her hands, yet you still defend her? How can you still be lingering? Do you need me to make room for you?!" The more Jing Fan spoke, the more angry he was, and he stretched out his hand to pinch Ao Ran He rubbed his chin, caressing the place on his face that was almost touched just now, thinking that the woman was almost touched, he wished to chop her hand off.

Ao Ran hurriedly backed away, pulled his hand away, and said angrily, "Don't touch me, it's okay if you want to make a fuss, anyway, I don't care, and I didn't mind my own business when the dancer was close to you. No matter what I do, it's not your turn to intervene!"

Jing Fan was so angry that the veins on his forehead twitched, he grabbed his shoulder and threw him against the door, and the man also stepped forward to get close to him, pressing on him, "I can let you control me, and I will do the same. Take care of you, I don't want others to touch you, I will intervene in all your affairs."

The slight pain from the shoulder blade being knocked against the door was far less than the shock Jing Fan's words brought to him, and he even forgot the pain, staring at the person whose breathing had hit him on the face, that face— —Slightly frowning sword eyebrows, dark eyes with anger and inexplicable heart-warming affection, skin without a trace of blemish--still so beautiful and eye-catching that even as a man, he often feels a little absent-minded.

Swallowing, Ao Ran tilted his head slightly, avoiding the scorching eyes that made him short of breath, and forced himself to calm down, "I don't care about you, I don't need you to care about what I do, my business It's my own business, and it's not your turn to dictate."

After these words, but before the other party responded for a long time, Ao Ran couldn't help but turned his eyes back again, and met the other party's eyes as deep as a cold pool, his back suddenly felt cold, he felt that the danger was coming, he hurriedly wanted to hide, but There was no time to hide—the other party pinched his chin, lifted his face, and soft lips were already on his face, so fierce and fierce, it was almost to tear him apart, his teeth bit his lips lightly, struggling aloofly He didn't open it, pursed his lips to prevent him from exploring, but he forced his chin to open it abruptly. This violent offensive with a sense of punishment made him whimper uncontrollably, and his breathing became short of breath.

Jing Fan was angry and hated at the beginning, but soon, he became addicted to the wonderful touch of the fusion of lips and teeth, sucking, biting and crushing, the force was so great that it made people's mouth numb, but he just wanted more He was ruthless, forcing the other party to whimper, his eye circles were red, he kept dodging, but there was nowhere to hide, he could only be hooked, bitten, and grinded by him.

He and Jing Fanna have kissed like this several times, but he still hasn't learned to breathe through his nose. The other party is too fierce and fierce, which makes him feel weak all over his body in just a moment. His nose and brain can't be controlled, so he can only open his mouth to breathe. However, after opening his mouth, in addition to giving the other party the opportunity to attack the city, let the other party penetrate deeper, it will only make the mouth more tightly blocked, the gain is not worth the loss, panting heavily, pushing the person on him, but there is nothing he can do, just when he is about to suffocate At that time, the other party retreated slightly, giving him a chance to breathe.

Inhaling heavily, the other's lips and teeth were still close to him, not far away, not close, so that every time he moved, he could touch the other's soft and moist lips, and every time he moved, he shuddered.

Just after he took two breaths of air, the opponent came up again, and another round of strong and domineering attack was just as fierce as before, even worse, Ao Ran's ravaged tears couldn't be controlled and stayed behind. His cheeks were teary and pitiful.

After repeating this twice, Jing Fan let him go, Ao Ran's lips were swollen, and he couldn't stand still, and he hung limply on Jing Fan's body.

For bullying him into such a pitiful state, Jing Fan did not repent at all. Instead, he picked him up and walked towards the bed. Covering him, she stared at him intently.

It wasn't until he gradually regained his senses that he opened his mouth. The volume was not high, but it made people flustered. He said, "Ao Ran, do you think I'm joking with you? So you never took it seriously. Not too serious."

After being kissed by him, Ao Ran's consciousness was blurred. At this moment, she finally came back to her senses, and felt that she became angry from embarrassment, trembling with anger, and panting viciously, "So what if you are, so what if you are not, I just treat the words you said as air, and I will never be with you, never possible."

As soon as this remark came out, Jing Fan frowned again, but soon he relaxed again, leaving only a bit of sternness and firmness between his brows. He gently brushed Ao Ran's hair with his fingertips, and his cheeks stayed on the On his still wet eyes, he gently wiped the misty water vapor for him, his gaze was firmly locked on him, and his tone was casual but unquestionable, "Ao Ran, I hope you will remember what I said, I said yes To be with you is to tell you that you can only be with me, there is no other place to go or retreat, I will kiss you, hug you, even hug you, and marry you, you can't refuse, and you can't escape. I also I will never give you a chance to be with others. Those women, or men, will not be able to look at them in the future. Whether you look at them or they look at you, I will kill them. I said this not to scare you. , or just talking, I will do this, Ao Ran, listen clearly, I will do this, you can only accept it, there is no other choice."

Ao Ran was so angry that he choked up, struggled with his hands and feet, but struggled to no avail. He was crushed to death by the opponent, and his strength was so disparate that he was like a cub with no strength to restrain him. He could only be manipulated by the opponent. The cognition made him desperate and scared, so he could only curse in a hoarse voice, crying, "You are dreaming! What do you say? Why? How I choose is my own business. Whoever I am with is also myself. You also heard clearly about what you said, and it has nothing to do with me if you talk about yourself, I won't listen to a word, and I won't accept it!"

It is rare for Jing Fan to see him look so fragile. There is fear in his eyes, and the cry is suppressed in his voice. It makes people feel distressed, and it also makes people excitedly wish he could cry completely. He is also extremely cruel. He said, "Don't make me angry, otherwise I just want to punish you, bully you, and use other methods to make you obedient."

[The author has something to say]: I want to write below the neck, but the review does not allow it, hey.