Venomous tongue top stream is a small stutter [rebirth]

It is now nine o'clock in the evening, and Yan Huai's last message was sent at 06:30.

Before Song Zhi could reply, she received a call from Yan Huai.

He tugged the seat belt on his chest, took a deep breath, and put the phone to his ear.

"Where are you?" Yan Huai's voice was low, unable to guess his mood.

"Out, outside." Song Zhi supported the back of the chair and sat up.

"Do you need me to pick it up?" Yan Huai's tone was definitely not pleasant, but he didn't seem to intend to criticize him.

Song Zhi's tense nerves relaxed slightly, "No, no need."

"have you eaten?"

"No."

"I made soup for you." Yan Huai's voice became gentle, "Waiting for you to come back."

Song Zhi's heart was full of fire, and suddenly realized the profound meaning of returning home like an arrow, "Horse, right away."

Half an hour later, Song Zhi parked the car in the backyard of the villa.Looking in through the translucent glass window, the living room on the first floor was lit, reflecting the dim light in the night. It turned out that someone would really be waiting for him to go home.

Song Zhi unfastened her seat belt and got out of the car.

The living room was empty, Song walked in along the source of the fragrance, and stopped at the door of the kitchen.Yan Huai was wearing an apron, busy at the stove with his back to him.

Song Zhi's nasal cavity was sour, and the kitchen was turned on to exhaust the air, but the other party didn't notice his arrival.

He didn't make a sound, turned around and sat in a fixed position in the dining room, leaning on the seat with his hands and looking down at the log-colored table.Until the sound of the exhaust fan disappeared and the light of the lamp in front of her eyes was blocked, Song Zhi followed the shadow and raised her head.

The soup bowl knocked on the table, Yan Huai raised his chin, and rubbed his fingertips against the corner of his mouth, "Did you fight?"

There are traces left by accident when fighting Han Song.

He avoided Yan Huai's eyes and twitched the corners of his mouth. The slight soreness should not be serious.

"Who did it?" Seeing that Song Zhi didn't answer, Yan Huai's attitude turned cold.

"No, it's fine..."

"Let me ask you, who made it." Apparently Yan Huai didn't intend to let him get away with it.

Song Zhi stumbled and explained to him the ins and outs of today. Although Yan Huai's anger did not rise, it did not ease much.

"Don't do this dangerous thing again."

"Yes, I'm sorry." Song Zhi tried to lower her head, like a child who made a mistake and was waiting to be criticized and educated.

"Let's deal with it first." Yan Huai grabbed his wrist and pulled it out.

"No, use it." Song Zhi slipped out of Yan Huai's palm. From his point of view, this little injury didn't need to be dealt with at all, "No, it doesn't hurt."

Yan Huai didn't insist anymore, he sat back beside Song Zhi, raised his chin again, and looked at the light blue bruises on the corners of his mouth by the fluorescent lamp.

As long as Yan Huai touched the place, no matter when and where, Song Zhi could never control her nervousness.

The soft finger pads slid around the corner of the mouth, and the wound was not relieved much by the other party's caress.Instead, the capillaries around the scar dilated desperately, irritating the corners of the mouth and the connected skin tissue was forced to tighten.

In order not to be noticed, Song Zhi turned his head and shifted his gaze to other positions.

Yan Huai didn't give up, and moved his chin straight in front of him, "Look at me."

Even if they had been more intimate, every time their eyes met, Song Zhi would feel uneasy. He knew how bad his acting skills were and how good he was at pretending.

Even so, he still tried his best to hide his liking.

Yan Huai's eyes were full of attractive magic power, Song Zhi's bewitched soul was separated from the sex, rationality told him not to look, but the eyes could no longer escape.

The opponent's hand pinched his chin tighter, and Yan Huai's trajectory gradually approached the corner of his mouth.It was so close that he could feel the heat of his breath, but Song Zhi chose to escape before his spirit collapsed.

Song Zhi broke away from his fingertips and refused his kiss.

"I, I'm hungry."

The chest cavity was filled with the cold wind of the winter moon, and the pain from the dry cracked knife scraped, and every stroke hit the center of the head.

Song Zhi with downcast eyes couldn't see Yan Huai's eyes, but she could sense anger from his tight fists.

Yan Huai relaxed his hand and pushed the soup bowl in front of him, reluctant to keep a word.He got up and left, disappearing from Song Zhi's sight.

Mood will have a decisive impact on appetite, Song Zhi hastily went upstairs without taking two bites.

Song Zhi sat on the bed, reached out and opened the drawer, took out the well-preserved prenuptial agreement, and opened the last page.

"The agreement came into effect on the day of the marriage and ended two years later, on June 2022, 6."

Today happened to be the twelfth of June. In theory, after twelve o'clock tonight, they would no longer fulfill any husband and wife obligations.

Song Zhi took out the marriage certificate from the bottom of the drawer and opened it.The certificate was commissioned by Assistant Yang, and even the photo was artificially synthesized.

Song Zhi rested her fingertips on Yan Huai's eyes. When she saw them for the first time, she felt that they were very bright. With deep and steady eyes, they would scare people when angry, but gave him a sense of security more often.

Song Zhi took out her mobile phone and took the group photo on the marriage certificate into the album.Even if it is fake, at least once had it, life is not a regret.

Song Zhi took a deep breath and let it out slowly. He put the marriage certificate back in the drawer, and walked downstairs with the prenuptial agreement.

But mustering all the courage, as soon as he arrived at the door of Yan Huai's study, he fled without a trace, and he couldn't find a single bit.

Song Zhi leaned against the door, peeking at the light coming from the gap, hesitating.Once you speak, there is no chance to go back on your word.

But what should come will always come.

Song Zhi took a deep breath, and she didn't want to hesitate for a moment with her empty mind.He closed his eyes and knocked on the study door quickly.

Yan Huai was sitting in a leather office chair and was fiddling with the delicate square box in his palm when he heard a knock on the door.

Based on his understanding of Song Zhi, the little fool who just refused his kiss usually wouldn't take the initiative to seek him out at this time.

"Enter." Yan Huai slightly curled his mouth, sliding his thumb along the edge of the box.

Song Zhi gently pushed open a crack in the door, and timidly stuck out half of her head.He stole a glance at Yan Huai, then quickly looked away.

Song Zhi moved out from the half-open door little by little until her body got out, and the hand behind her was still holding a stack of white paper.

Song Zhi who was standing by the door did not dare to look up, he wanted to wait for Yan Huai to speak first.But after staying for two or three minutes, the other party just looked at him directly, without any intention of taking the initiative.

Song Zhi felt hairy all over his body when he saw it, his head felt hot, and he gritted his teeth and blurted out, "I, I want a divorce."

The lines that had been memorized backwards a week ago were completely messed up at this moment, and Song Zhi simply threw them all out.

He held up the prenuptial agreement in the air, "Contract, today, today, just today... divorce."

Linda was right, if it was a relationship that shouldn't have started, it would be better for everyone to end it sooner.

Instead of worrying about gains and losses every day, it's better to cut first and play later, at least after parting the money, you can save some face, and in exchange for a chic back, Song Zhi doesn't want to embarrass herself.

He heard a "bang", the sound of the lid closing, Yan Huai opened the drawer, and stuffed the delicate square box into it.

Yan Huai crossed his fingers, leaned back on the leather seat, his face was so cold that it made people shiver.

He said without emotion: "Tear it up."

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Song Zhi was overwhelmed by the other party's attitude. Could it be that he took the initiative to ask for a divorce, which made Yan Huai's brother lose face?

For the past two days, he has only been thinking about his own affairs, and has no time to care about the feelings of the other party. At worst, when it is made public, can the media reporter write that he was dumped?

However, even if you are unhappy, you shouldn't tear up the contract. Once it is torn up, it will have no legal effect.

"Song Zhi." Yan Huai's icy breath flowed towards him along the air, "Don't make me say it a second time."

It is said that the boss is under a lot of pressure and working hard to make money. Could it be that brother Yan Huai is looking for him because his work is not going well?

Song Zhi held the stack of prenuptial agreements with both hands, and tore them in half along the middle, then put the two stacks of paper together and tore them again. After repeating this action several times, the A4-sized paper turned into half-palm-sized raw-edged paper piece.

"Go on, tear it up." Yan Huai ordered.

According to Song Zhiyan's words, she tore the piece of paper into the size of a fingernail, and only dared to throw it into the trash can at her feet after confirming the look in the other person's eyes.

Yan Huai opened the lower drawer, took out a document from it, and threw it on the desk, "Tear up this one too."

Song Zhi paced forward two steps and picked up the document, which was the agreement in Yan Huai's hand when he signed the contract.

Song Zhi continued to tear the paper according to the method just now, while looking at the shredder next to the desk.Since there is that thing, why let him tear Yuxi "椟_嘉".

After tearing up the paper, Song Zhi realized that it would be better to tear it slowly in this embarrassing situation.

Brother Yan Huai's face was full of anger, it seemed that he was on the verge of erupting.

Song Zhi put her hands behind her back and rubbed her sore thumb.Based on the principle that too many words will be lost, he naturally dared not speak.But how long will it take to stand like this, he doesn't want to stay here as a shredder for the rest of his life.

Yan Huai got up from the office chair, and Song Zhi, who was keenly aware, simply closed his eyes, as long as he couldn't see it, he could pretend not to know.

Judging by brother Yan Huai's momentum and movements, today's beating is probably indispensable.Even though Song Zhi thought that death was not a crime, she couldn't understand the reason why the other party was so angry, but everyone was standing here, and regret was obviously useless.

Song Zhi curled up and waited to be beaten. Suddenly, his body was suspended in the air, and Yan Huai directly hugged his legs and carried him on his shoulders.

"What, what are you doing!" Song Zhi's head was suspended in the air, and the feeling of weightlessness made him grab Yan Huai's clothes, struggling desperately.

Yan Huai ignored him at all, forcibly carried him into another room, let go and threw him on the bed.

The soft touch of the lower body did not cause the pain of impact, and the solid-colored sheets were clean and tidy.

Song Zhi looked around, there was only one bed and simple furnishings, and the room was in a simple black, white and gray style.

This is brother Yan Huai's room.

For some unknown reason, Song Zhi followed the other person.

When he noticed it, Yan Huai had already torn off his belt and unbuttoned half of his shirt.

Song Zhi propped up her arms and retreated sideways into the bed, instantly breaking out in a cold sweat, "What, what are you doing?"

The shirt slipped from Yan Huai's shoulders, and he casually threw it on the ground. Song Zhi's heart beat wildly due to his tight chest and abdominal muscles.

The other party pressed his knee against the bed, grabbed Song Zhi's ankle, and pulled it down mercilessly.

The slender Song Zhi couldn't bear this kind of pull at all, his whole body pressed against the bed and rubbed down, and the thin cotton top was also forced to be rolled up by friction, exposing a section of waist and abdomen skin.

Within Song Zhi's line of sight was an angry man with red eyes, who was still struggling desperately, trying to escape from his grasp.

"No one!"

Yan Huai's tongue rested on the corner of Song Zhi's injured mouth, but the kiss was not light.

If he had known that he would still be kissed there in the end, he would have nothing to hide just now.

The result of struggling desperately is to be suppressed even more ruthlessly, without even giving a chance to resist.Song Zhi didn't know what she did wrong to make the other party so irrational.

The hot wind outside the window raised the bed, the predatory kiss lasted for a few minutes, Yan Huai finally stopped, he looked at Song Zhi who was trembling with reddish eyes.

Yan Huai slid his thumb at the corner of his mouth, the movement was light, but his tone was as cold as ever, "Now you know you are afraid?"

"When you crawled into my bed two years ago, why didn't you get scared?"

Yan Huai didn't give Song Zhi a chance to answer or explain.

Song Zhi heard the sound of his clothes being torn crazily, Yan Huai's hands were pulled down his underpants, and even the underpants were torn off without hesitation.

Yan Huai's dry but hot chest was stuck to Song Zhi's torn T-shirt.Predatory kisses spread all the way down the injured lips.

"Don't... you uh, let me go." Song Zhi, who was struggling desperately, pressed against his shoulder and pushed him away.

But the skinny Song Zhi was not his opponent at all. The former's arms were controlled and pressed over his head.

Yan Huai's knee rubbed against his sensitive lower body, every inch of skin was forced to glow pink and transparent.

The kiss Yan Huai left on his chest and around the areola made Song Zhi tremble all over.

"Don't, it hurts... um." Song Zhi was nervous, but couldn't restrain her physical reaction in front of the person she liked.

Yan Huai kept his anger next to his ear, sucked the hot earlobe in his mouth, rubbed his teeth lightly against it, "Just endure the pain."

Song Zhi's physical reaction was more honest than ever. He fiddled with his lower body, trying to relieve the itching feeling, but he still wanted to struggle rationally, "Don't, don't do it, um, don't"

Yan Huai's tongue slid from the base of the ear to the chest, and licked around the areola a few times.Released his hand and got up from the bed.

Song Zhi let out a deep breath, thinking she was safe, but saw Yan Huai pull open the drawer of the bedside table, take out two bottles of lubricant and condoms and throw them on the bed.

Song Zhi's scalp was numb, and he couldn't figure out how many two boxes there were in the chaotic state, but he was able to pay in advance for something terrible to happen.

Panicked, he hurriedly got up from the bed, hugged the feather pillow and retreated frantically to the side far away from Yan Huai.

But all the evasion and struggle would only irritate Yan Huai more, until Song Zhi's hands were tied with a tie, and the invader's teeth bit his lips.

Song Zhi was laid flat on the bed with his legs separated. He heard the sound of the plastic bottle cap being opened and the liquid being squeezed.

"Hmm... ah..." Song Zhi's whole body was electrified, and the cold but greasy feeling in her lower body came along with Yan Huai's fingers, and even without preparation, she agitated recklessly at his acupuncture points.

Yan Huai's twitching was far less gentle than before, but Song Zhi could still feel his care, as if he was still worried that he would hurt him.

Yan Huai squeezed out a small amount of lubricant again, and the tight hole was stretched open by two fingers.

"Ah, um... um..." Song Zhi bit her lip desperately, trying not to make a sound that made him feel ashamed.

Having experienced the previous two close contacts, Yan Huai understood his preferences, and pressed his fingertips on his most sensitive areas every time.

Accompanied by the lubrication and the fluid secreted by Song Zhi himself, he heard the sound of fingers rubbing against the hole.

At this time, Song Zhi knew that struggling was useless, so he hugged the feather pillow tightly, trying to drown out the unspeakable panting.

Just when Song Zhi thought that Yan Huai was going to push in the third finger, Yan Huai's clone was ushered in.

The astonishing size without any notice, even the tense and contracted acupoints are completely submerged, reaching directly to Song Zhi's flowery heart.

"Ahhhhmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm

Song Zhi was shaken desperately by the bump, the pain of being pulled and the feeling of being in a ecstasy came at the same time, he buried himself in the pillow with all his strength, and every breath made the other person excited.

But Song Zhi just wanted him to stop quickly.

Until the only pillow to hide his shame was pulled away, Yan Huai bit his chin, and the other's chest was pressed against his heart, Song Zhi could feel the violent beating frequency of Yan Huai's heart.

No one can understand his preferences better than Yan Huai, and every twitch and impact can stop at his favorite area.

"Uh... um..."

Song Zhi's tightly pursed lips were pried open, and the tip of her tongue was inserted into his mouth like her lower body and stirred wantonly.

"Call me..." Yan Huai's deep voice fell on Song Zhi's lips, "Song Zhi, call me."

At this time, Song Zhi couldn't find a second way other than obeying unconditionally. He put his arms around the opponent's shoulders, drew sharp bloodstains on his back with his fingertips, and forced them out from between his teeth, "Yan... Huai..."

"Change another one." The commanding tone, accompanied by fiery breath, sprayed on Song Zhi's lips.

The unsatisfactory title will only make the other party more angry, and the high-frequency contradictory sound echoes in the quiet bedroom in the dead of night.

"Yeah... brother... brother... um..." Song Zhi could only speak other than panting when the other party stopped to contradict him.

"Change again." Yan Huai's palm went down his chest, and after kneading his nipples twice, he held his firm and hot body, and his fingertips slid circularly on the sensitive head.

Song Zhi was rubbed so that his whole body trembled, the double stimulation of the hole and the stem made him suffocate due to lack of oxygen, but it made him like it so much that he couldn't stop it.

Song Zhi wanted to satisfy the other party in exchange for even a slight break.Make up fists with Yu Xixi.

"Old...um...husband..."

Yan Huai's force of kissing him gradually became gentle, but the twitching of his lower body did not weaken at all, "Remember, I am your husband."

"Hmm..." Song Zhi's chin was pinched, and she nodded desperately as the opponent attacked round after round.

Song Zhi hugged him tightly, and pressed the tip of her teeth against Yan Huai's shoulder, "Mmmmmmmmmmm, husband, I...I'm going to die."

Yan Huai resisted the only outlet for his avatar to pour out, and accelerated the frequency of thrusting, "Endure it."

Song Zhi, tortured by continuous orgasms but unable to vent her feelings, went crazy, and he bit Yan Huai's shoulder, "Hmm, I really can't do it anymore, let me go, um..."

Under Song Zhi's countless pleadings, Yan Huai let go of his hand, the salty and viscous liquid burst out along the fingertips, and a large piece of milky white fell on Yan Huai's waist and abdomen.

Song Zhi's lower body trembled, a wave of heat poured into the back hole, and the scalding liquid slowly flowed out along with the stickiness. Only then did Song Zhi realize that Yan Huai was not wearing a condom at all.

But the other party didn't give him much time to rest, and directly picked up Song Zhi who was limp all over, and let Song Zhi sit on him.

Under Yan Huai's intimidation and threats, Song Zhi put her arms around his neck and shook her body over and over again, up and down.

The room of more than ten square meters is filled with the intimacy and breathing of two people.

Whether it's on the bed, under the bed or on the table, or even any area that can accommodate two people.Song Zhi couldn't count how many times, until he was carried into the bathroom by Yan Huai, Song Zhi finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Brother Yan Huai can finally let him go.

But the other party did not carry him into the bathtub to wash like last time, but put him by the sink.

Song Zhi supported the cold marble countertop with his arms, and before he knew the situation, he was directly pushed into by the strong clone.

"Ah um... um..."

Because of the lubricating effect of the previous few times, the entry this time is as easy as pie, and the hot hole is still sucking the avatar in desperately.

But Song Zhi, who was weak all over, couldn't bear another round of attack at all.

"Hmm... let me go, I... um, I really, can't do it."

The posture of entering from behind will be deepened by other positions, and Song Zhi is aroused by Yan Huai again.

He crawled on the stone slab, and his lower body swayed with the impact, "Mmm... ah... husband, I... I'm coming."

As Song Zhi gasped, Yan Huai pressed his chest against his back and licked his ears with his tongue, "I'm not healed yet, you can't end it."

Yan Huai turned on the switch on the left, and the bathroom was lit with a warm yellow light, and there was a full-length mirror just in front of Song Zhi.

Looking at herself in the full-length mirror, Song Zhi was immediately ashamed.

Naked, he trembled under Yan Huai's impact. From his chest to his neck, and even his fingers, there were hickey marks after love.

Yan Huai kissed every inch of his body.

Song Zhi was ashamed of this, but she couldn't deceive herself that she liked it. He liked to do this with the person he loved.

Song Zhi turned her head away and stopped looking, but Yan Huai pinched her chin and pointed it forward.

He was sure that brother Yan Huai was clearly threatening, "If you make me unhappy again, you will be even worse than now."

Song Zhi nodded shamefully at the glass mirror, the beautiful bathroom was accompanied by the last gasp, and the two of them reached an orgasm together.

Yan Huai pulled out his lower body, and the milky white liquid slowly dripped down Song Zhi's thigh.Yan Huai gently hugged him into his arms, and kissed the corner of his eyes lovingly.

"I can indulge you in everything."

"Only divorce will not work."

It was a golden sunny day outside the window, but Song Zhi lived like a year here, and the birdsong falling on the window sill annoyed him.

Song Zhi curled up on the bed, too tired to open her eyes.He clearly remembered seeing the early morning sun before he really fell asleep.If he had known this, he should have accepted it calmly, and it was better than staying up late with brother Yan Huai.

If he had a choice in life, he would rather sleep for the rest of his life than wake up like this, being held in his arms by Yan Huai's brother, while the mobile phone half a meter away from him was still vibrating crazily, which was more annoying than the sound of birds chirping outside. .

The problem that is causing him a headache right now is that as long as he moves his body a little, it may disturb the sleeping Yan Huai, but if he does not answer the phone, it may also wake him up.

Nothing is harder than it is now.

Song Zhi felt the fiery and uniform breathing behind her ears, and the other party didn't seem to be waking up.

Song Zhi's only arm that could move freely, from the knuckles to the forearm, was full of traces left after being tortured last night, it was horrible to see.

He tried his best to get out of the quilt and stretched his hand forward slowly. One second before he was about to touch the phone, Song Zhi was held down by the other hand, and then the phone was picked up, swiped over his head, and he tapped it. Pass.

"Hello." Yan Huai's voice obviously still had the anger and hoarseness of just waking up.

"Ancestor, will you die if you are not late once?" Linda was still yelling at the phone like an idiot.

Brother Yan Huai's lips were pressed against his ear, and Linda's voice could be heard clearly by Song Zhi.

For the first time in two years, he wanted to fire Linda.

"I'm not going." Yan Huai could still maintain a normal tone, but Song Zhi only felt that it was the calm before the storm.

"Do you know how much liquidated damages you will have to pay for the endorsement meeting of the brand owner's global live broadcast?" Linda's sharp voice was deafening, "Why can't you let me relax."

Song Zhi suspected that Linda was a fool, but he was sure that the other party didn't hear what Yan Huai said at all, and didn't even know that it was Yan Huai who answered the call.

But this time it might actually be dead.

Song Zhi buried her head in the quilt, it was only for a while that she could hide.He can't protect himself, Linda will be left to fend for himself.

"I'll say it one last time, don't go." Yan Huai's voice turned angry.

"Don't go?! You fucking...you? Are you Mr. Yan?" Linda paused for a few seconds, then realized something and hurriedly continued: "I'm sorry, Mr. Yan, I didn't know it was you."

"Now that the media reporters and audience are here, it's really troublesome if he doesn't come. If you don't let him come, it will take an hour soon."

"I can't come." Yan Huai pulled down the quilt covering Song Zhi's head.

Linda was in a state of desperation and still did not give up. "Mr. Yan, this event is really important. If Song Zhi... what happened to him? He was fine last night."

"Physical discomfort."

"Why is it uncomfortable?" Linda said earnestly, "I saw that he was still alive and kicking when he beat someone last night, so why is it only in one night?"

"He moved very late last night and didn't have the strength to get out of bed." Yan Huai was obviously getting impatient, "Do you need me to elaborate more?"

"All the work for the next three days will be turned down," Yan Huai said.

Linda was stuck on the phone for a long time before reacting, "I'm sorry, I understand."

Song Zhi didn't know what kind of mood Yan Huai had in saying what he said just now, anyway, his face really disappeared.

And Linda, how did she manage to be as busy as a normal person after she was raped by her ex-boyfriend yesterday?

Sure enough, before love, making money is more important, a woman who has no heart.

"I will bear all the responsibilities and compensation for today's event."

After hanging up the phone, Song Zhi hurriedly closed her eyes and continued to pretend to be asleep.

He could feel that Yan Huai put the phone back on the bedside at his end, and then lifted the quilt on him.Song Zhi's head was in a daze, and he knew that brother Yan Huai was helping him check the wound.

In fact, Song Zhi didn't care about the injury at all, but the feeling of falling apart was not good.

The other party checked for a few minutes, and Song Zhi buried her face in the pillow and pretended to be asleep the whole time.Until the quilt was tucked in again, Song Zhi heard the sound of the closet opening behind him, he secretly let out his breath, and his shoulders loosened.

Brother Yan Huai is finally going to put on his clothes, and he will be able to go to the company soon after changing, so that he will be the only one left at home, and he will be liberated if he persists.

Song Zhi hid under the quilt and pressed her stomach. She exercised too much yesterday and is very hungry now.After Yan Huai's brother left, he went downstairs to have breakfast before going back to sleep.

After a few more minutes, Song Zhi couldn't feel any movement in the room, and he was thinking about opening his eyes.

Yan Huai's cold and serious voice came from his ear again, "How long are you going to pretend to be asleep?"

Song Zhi's breathing was stagnant, his back was stiff, he just wanted to disappear from the world.He bite the bullet and opened his eyes, Yan Huai was already fully dressed and standing by the bed, looking down at him.

He didn't dare to look into the opponent's eyes, for fear of being "sanctioned" like last night, he hurriedly buried his head in the bed, but failed to block the opponent's hand.

Yan Huai squeezed his chin, forced Song Zhi to look at him, his eyes were cold and threatening: "Do you still dare to leave?"

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