Quickly wear the days of being in the company of Sick Jiao

The rumors and gossips are getting more and more excessive, the warm books are messed up, all kinds of disgusting garbage or the corpses of bugs and mice, bloody and rancid.

Those boys and girls felt that they were doing righteous things and used their methods to retaliate against the ugliness they had seen.

Ridiculous, isn't it?

"Wen Mianmian, you are so disgusting, why don't you die? What's the use of living in this world for a person like you?"

Everyone didn't believe her, she was so gentle, it would be nice for Qi Feng to come back soon, but she didn't want Qi Feng to come back, she didn't want the boy in her heart to hear others say that she was not good.

Although Wen Mianmian has the aura of a heroine, she is just a precocious girl after all.

She cried again and again with the crowd behind her back, but she couldn't hold back after all.

She lay on the bed with cold hands and feet, and called Qi Feng.

"Qi Feng..."

She called his name, didn't say anything, just kept crying, which made Qi Feng a little flustered.

"what happened?"

Qi Feng asked quickly.

"Can you come to me, I want to talk to you about something."

Wen Mianmian was choking with sobs, his face was haggard, his eyes were red and swollen, and there were circles of black and blue under his eyes.

"You wait for me at home, I'll be there right away."

Qi Feng hung up the phone and picked up the car keys on the coffee table in the living room.

Zhao Yan'an stood behind him with a serious expression.

He still wants to accompany that woman.

This is not allowed, never allowed.

"Where are you going?"

Zhao Yan'an put on a gentle smile, a little blurred under the reflection of the light.

"There's something wrong with Mianmian, I'll go find her."

Qi Feng said inadvertently, and walked out with his legs raised.

Zhao Yan'an watched him go without making a sound, just put on a big smile, and then raised the gun in his hand.

boom!boom!

The pistol equipped with a silencer fired two bullets in a row, Qi Feng felt a pain in his knee, and then fell limply to the ground.

Zhao Yan'an hummed, put the gun aside, and walked towards Qi Feng.

There was a sound of dragging slippers on the wooden floor, Zhao Yan'an stood in front of Qi Feng, looking down at the person who fell on the ground.

The severe pain made Qi Feng couldn't help biting his lips, and he stared at Zhao Yan'an, as if he couldn't believe it.

"Zhao Yanan, you are fucking crazy."

"I know what I'm doing."

Zhao Yan'an looked at Qi Feng's face greedily, as long as he thought that this person's hands would embrace others, and his lips would kiss others, he would feel an urge to kill.

"What do you want to do? What did I do to you, or do you want to deal with the Qi family?"

#Conspiracy Theory's Scary#

"The Qi family..." Zhao Yan'an continued to smile, "It doesn't make me do this yet."

I can't use my feet anymore, why can't my hands still move?

Qi Feng hugged Zhao Yan'an's leg with both hands, and then fell to the ground.

Zhao Yanan's head hit the floor with a dull sound.

Qi Feng pressed on Zhao Yanan's body with a gloomy expression.

"I don't think it's necessary for you to betray me. Give me a reason."

Qi Feng pressed on Zhao Yanan's body.

Zhao Yanan was about to speak, but Qi Feng grabbed his neck again.

"I don't want to hear your reasons anymore," Qi Feng could laugh at this time, "Let me pay you back two shots, and we will settle the matter."

Zhao Yan'an restrained his smile, he pinched Qi Feng's wrist, then pulled Qi Feng's hand away from his neck, and turned back to suppress Qi Feng.

Zhao Yan'an's eyes were focused and affectionate, full of nostalgia and madness.

"Two shots are fine," he licked Qi Feng's fingertips, and then took a hard bite, "Two shots, no way."

The feeling of watching his wrist being cut open is still indescribable, Qi Feng thought, Zhao Xiaosi is going to abolish himself.

#Finally changed the way to play#

Zhao Yan'an used unskilled techniques to sew up Qi Feng's wound, and then looked at Qi Feng on the bed with admiring eyes.

The knees of both legs were shot through by him with bullets, and now he can't move. The meridians of both wrists were cut by him just now, and he can't do anything. Qi Feng is like a waste, and can only lie on his bed obediently.

really not bad.

Zhao Yan'an wanted to kiss Qi Feng's lips, but Qi Feng turned his head away. He was not annoyed, and simply licked the kiss on his fair cheek, leaving wet marks.

Qi Feng frowned, then raised his eyebrows and sneered.

"Zhao Yan'an, remember what you did today. In this life and in this life, as long as I, Qi Feng, have breath, I will smash your corpse into thousands of pieces, and smash your bones into ashes." Qi Feng's tone was stiff, as if it had been squeezed out of his throat. of.

Zhao Yan'an showed a weird smile, he was so happy that he even couldn't wait to grab Qi Feng's red lips, pinch Qi Feng's jaw, force him to open his mouth, and dance with his tongue.

Zhao Yanan said, good.

Qi Feng has not come yet.

Wen Mianmian couldn't help calling again, but no one answered.

Reluctant to continue calling until number 19, someone finally answered, but that person was not Qi Feng.

"Zhao Yan'an."

The warm heart seemed to fall to the bottom of the valley, and it kept falling like an abyss. It was empty and could not find a point of strength. The bitter cold spread from the bottom of the abyss to the limbs and bones. It was summer, but it was like falling into an ice cave.

"Where's Qi Feng?"

"It doesn't matter to you anymore." Zhao Yan'an's tone was light and cheerful.

"What are you talking about! I don't believe it, it's absolutely impossible!"

Wen Mianmian held the phone tightly, there must be something wrong, absolutely impossible, Qi Feng said before that he came back to see her, his tone was so anxious, it was impossible for this to happen.

"I said you have nothing to do with it, and you just have nothing to do with it."

Zhao Yan'an's language was domineering, with a little impatience.

"Give Qi Feng the phone, I want to hear him speak."

Zhao Yan'an looked at the paralyzed person on the bed who couldn't move. Qi Feng's mouth was stuffed by him, and he could only make a 'woo-woo' sound from his throat, like the suppressed roar and threat of a wild beast, with black and white eyes open. Big one, from the moment he answered his phone, he started to stare at him.

Zhao Yan'an didn't bother to answer, so he simply hung up the phone, and then swipe his finger on the screen to pull Wen Mianmian's number into the blacklist.

After finishing this series of actions, he threw Qi Feng's cell phone aside.

There was a busy tone on the phone, Wen Mianmian didn't know well.

She will never disbelieve Qi Feng, there is only one possibility, Zhao Yan'an did something to Qi Feng, so that Qi Feng's mobile phone got into his hands.

Wen Mianmian remembered Zhao Yan'an's identity, the boss of the bad boy must not be a good person, no, Qi Feng must be in danger.

Wen Mianmian rushed out of the room, just about to open the door, but stopped dejectedly.

Where is Qi Feng, and where is Zhao Yan'an?

By the way, you can go to Qi Feng's house to have a look, and you can also inform the grandfather of Qi Feng's house that Qi Feng may be in danger.

"Miss Wen was joking. It is absolutely impossible for Master Zhao to hurt our young master. Don't worry too much."

Seeing Wen Mianmian's flustered and haggard face, Uncle An comforted her instead.

"Grandpa An, he and Qi Feng..."

"The Zhao family and our young master's family are considered family friends. No matter how you look at it, it's impossible for young master Zhao to do anything, so don't worry."

Seeing that Wen Mianmian still looked worried, Uncle An simply took out his mobile phone and called his young master.

"Uncle An?"

A hoarse voice sounded from there, with some doubts.

"Master Zhao, the young master hasn't been home for several days, I miss Lao An a little bit."

Uncle An comforted the anxious Wen Mianmian with his eyes.

"He fell asleep, so..."

Zhao Yan'an looked at Qi Feng with his eyes closed on the bed, and smiled slightly.

"Is there nothing wrong with the young master? Why did you fall asleep? Are you too tired?"

Uncle An asked with concern.

"It's probably too tired. How can I be willing to let him have something to do with his body?"

Zhao Yan'an's feelings were genuine, as if they came from the bottom of his heart.

Qi Feng heard the sound, opened his eyes, his mouth was stuffed, he could only laugh silently, his whole body trembled when he laughed.

How funny, I can't bear it.

Qi Feng didn't remember that he lay down for a few days, in a room that was not bright, drowsy and drowsy, time passed very slowly, Zhao Yan'an kept talking beside him, he felt irritable, so he ignored it, The strange thing is that Zhao Yan'an didn't do anything particularly 'deep' to him, just kissed and touched him with a weird fanaticism.

Not long after, Qi Feng opened his eyes, and the eyes hurt by the light.

The bed sheet under his body was changed, it was red with mandarin ducks painted on it, and the word 'Happy' was pasted on the head of the bed in a funny way. The previous photos of him and Zhao Yan'an were enlarged and hung on it.

Qi Feng's heart is trembling, this feeling, why is it so like... a new house.

This bad premonition became even stronger the moment Zhao Yan'an came in with something in his arms.

Zhao Yanan looked very formal in a suit, holding a skirt in his hand.

It was a very beautiful dress, pure white, with a holiness.

The dress that all girls love - wedding dresses.

"Are you awake? It's custom-made, and it's just finished today, so I kept you waiting for a long time." Zhao Yan'an had an apology on his face. He stroked the wedding dress in his hand and smiled sweetly.

"What are you going to do?"

Qi Feng moved his body, then gave up slumped, with severe pain in his wrist and stiffness in his knee.

"Didn't you say that we can only do it when I marry you?" Zhao Yan'an had a grievance on his face, and he smiled happily again, "So I'm here to marry you."

Zhao Yan'an stood beside Qi Feng, drawing his face.

"I want to see you in a wedding dress and be my most beautiful bride." He lowered his head and pecked at her kisses, "I'm on this bed, you can't close your legs, and then you will conceive my child."

Qi Feng was like a large doll, stiffly put on by Zhao Yan'an, and then that dazzling wedding dress.

Zhao Yan'an looked at his bride with astonishment and morbid madness in his eyes. His Qi Feng was just so beautiful.

Zhao Yan'an held the inner inner, thinking about whether to put it on for Qi Feng, but after thinking about it, he might as well give it up, anyway, he will take it off soon.

———————— I am the dividing line skipped by a wave of foreplay———————

"Um...ah..."

Qi Feng's white and tender legs hung weakly on Zhao Yan'an's waist, and his body swayed up and down with Zhao Yan'an's impact.

"Don't... ah... um... don't... there..."

Zhao Yan'an supported Qi Feng's waist, the rough texture of the wedding dress didn't feel good, at least not as good as the smooth skin, so Zhao Yan'an was very happy.

Qi Feng was lying under him... wearing a wedding dress...

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After sex, the air was filled with the unique smell after sex, the wedding dress and bed sheets were dirty, Zhao Yanan took off the wedding dress for Qi Feng, and put on silk pajamas.

"We also forgot one thing, how can we get married without a wedding ring."

Zhao Yan'an conjured up two rings like magic.

He took out one of them, raised Qi Feng's hand, and carefully put it on Qi Feng's ring finger with a pious gesture.

Qi Feng watched with a sneer, but didn't make a sound.

Zhao Yan'an controlled Qi Feng's hand and prepared to put the ring into his finger.

"I'll bring it for you."

Qi Feng suddenly spoke out, with a smile in his tone.

"Really?"

Zhao Yan'an was ecstatic, and his breathing became a little heavy. He put the ring between Qi Feng's two fingers, and then stretched out his finger.

Qi Feng let go, letting the ring roll to the ground.

"Fake," Qi Feng smiled happily.

"Zhao Yan'an," Qi Feng called his name, "I did it with a psychopath like you. When I was bitten by a dog, it hurt my hand to bruise you."

"My other half's ring will never be worn on your finger."

Zhao Yan'an took a deep look at Qi Feng, then silently picked up the ring.

It will be more than half a month, Qi Feng has not come back, no matter whether it is Zhao Yan'an or Qi Feng's phone, they can't get through. People in Zhao Yan'an's gang also said that they haven't seen Zhao Yan'an for a long time, and Uncle An felt that something was wrong.

He led people into Zhao Yan'an's house, and Wen Mianmian followed.

"Everyone go out and wait."

Uncle An retreated a group of bodyguards and asked them to guard the door.

Uncle An's body was a little swaying, as if he couldn't bear what he saw in front of him, he covered his mouth softly, and knelt down on the ground weakly.

There were two people lying on the bed. Qi Feng was wearing a wedding dress and was well-arranged, but his face was pale and lifeless.Wearing a suit, Zhao Yan'an hugged Qi Feng's body with a possessive attitude.

Only their left hands are gone, no one knows where they are.

In the dark cabinet in the basement, there is a large glass bottle, in which two hands are soaked, two left hands.

They have matching rings on their ring fingers.

The skin color is the same fair, but the size and thickness are different, and the same exquisiteness.

The relationship between the Zhao family and the Qi family is extremely bad, the Qi family is like crazy, and crazily retaliates against the Zhao family, the Zhao family did not resist at first, but after a long time, the clay figurines are still bloody, so the two families began to fight stand up.

In her third year of high school, Wen Mianmian got out of City S and studied finance.

She joined Qi's head office, joined Qi's family, worked for Qi's family all her life, and was filial to Qi Feng's parents.

Everyone has admitted the fact that she is the third daughter-in-law of the Qi family. The Qi family once persuaded her to find her own marriage, but she refused all of them. Her heart was broken by a man named Qi Angel of the wind, stole away.

She is lonely all her life, but she is not lonely.

Zhao Yan'an

I put on the ring for myself, he watched silently, then closed his eyes lazily.

He doesn't love me, I know it so clearly, but that doesn't matter, he belongs to me.

I got formalin, we're all going to die, but there's something, I don't want it to rot.

I cut off my left hand in front of him, and I was a little happy to see his surprised expression.

I washed the blood and put it in a bottle.

In the same way, he cut off his left hand.

He was in pain, his face was pale and his expression was distorted.

I was obsessed with kissing the abrupt severed hand. I like his hand the most. It is long and thin, very beautiful. I wish I could keep it with me for the rest of my life.

Both hands were soaked in the same bottle, with two identical rings. Holding the bottle, I couldn't help but giggle and put it in a dark cabinet in the basement to hide it.

I put my arms around him and kissed him on the lips.

That feeling is cool and sweet, just like the kiss he gave in the hospital that day.

Prince, come and kiss me awake.

I am Sleeping Beauty.

It belongs to a man named Qi Feng.

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Extra Story: Women's Clothes Outdoor Play

The feasting and feasting in the city are full of sensuality.

Qi Feng walked briskly in the alley, and the hem of the skirt floated in a seductive arc in the air.

Someone is following him.

He subconsciously slowed down, trying to turn around suddenly to see who it was, but he was pushed against the wall unexpectedly, and there was a wall thud.

"Little sister, you are dressed so coquettishly, are you waiting for brother?"

The voice is pretentiously hoarse, accompanied by a wretched smile.

Qi Feng rolled his eyes, then approached with a smile, wrapping his hands around Zhao Yanan's neck.

"It's really ugly."

"It's fun! Fun!"

Zhao Yanan pouted, and his voice returned to its original clarity.

Just now, when he followed Qi Feng, seeing his slender legs exposed, many wolves stared at him, which made him feel uncomfortable for a while.

Qi Feng is wearing a sailor suit today, a white shirt with a blue miniskirt, white stockings and black leather shoes. His short hair is crisp and neat, full of youthful atmosphere.

"Hey, little sister..." Zhao Yan'an whistled, and his palm moved wantonly on Qi Feng's chest, kneading and pinching Qi Feng's nipples, "Poor breasts..."

Qi Feng twisted his body impatiently, and forwarded his own fruit to the hands of others, letting them play with it at will.

"Do it fast, there's a lot of fucking nonsense."

Qi Feng squinted at Zhao Yan'an, the color of the water was misty, and it could draw out the soul of a person.

Zhao Yan'an was suffocating for breath, his little brother was about to explode, clamoring to go to that warm and humid place.

Zhao Yan'an put his hand under the skirt, and couldn't wait to take off Qi Feng's underwear.

I inserted my fingers into the tight and warm place, but felt a burst of moisture.

"Playing by yourself?"

I thrust my fingers in and out several times, and my pussy contracted unsatisfactorily, as if longing for a thicker visitor.

"Hmph... ah... no, it's expanded."

"Turn around."

Zhao Yan'an rubbed Qi Feng's upturned butt.

Qi Feng snorted, obediently leaned against the wall, pouted his ass.

Zhao Yan'an lifted off Qi Feng's blue skirt and opened his own jeans.

High-spirited and presumptuous, he pressed against Qi Feng's honey hole, and the small hole shrank, impatiently welcoming the visitor in.

"Ah... you fucking... hit... slow down... ah... um... ha... so deep..."

Zhao Yan'an silently turned on the electric motor mode for himself, and his thick penis moved in and out of Qi Feng's quiet path.

Qi Feng's twisted waist is called an ecstasy, and the wave is called able to go to the sky.

There was a blush floating on her white and tender face, and the water vapor in her eyes was foggy, and she couldn't shed any tears.

"Uh... um... ah... there... no... slow... slow down..."

"Be quiet."

Zhao Yan'an pinched Qi Feng's slender waist, "How many wolves do you want to hook, huh?"

"Don't...ah...well...as long as you..."