Scarlet blood dripped into the bathtub, dyeing the water in the bathtub a light pink color.

In order to prevent the wound on his arm from coagulating and preventing blood from flowing out smoothly, Qin Wangyan soaked his arm in the bathtub.

But this seems to be far from enough.

He was so uncomfortable, as if all his reason was about to be burned to ashes.

Large beads of sweat slid down his tight forehead.

His sanity has reached the brink of collapse. If this continues, he will lose control!

When he is dominated by instinct, his movements are likely to alarm people in the presidential palace.

Qin Wangyan held the knife in one hand and pointed the tip of the knife at his arm.

The tip of the knife was on his forearm, cutting a wound of two to three inches in length. This time, he was not trying to bleed, but was using pain to keep himself awake in the torture.

Qin Wangyan frowned, and violently pulled open his collar. He took a knife and tried to make a few cuts on his left chest.

His sinister gaze stopped at the small goldfish tattoo on his chest.

The knife in Qin Wangyan's hand fell into the water.

He picked up his mobile phone and was in the presidential palace. In order to prevent the mobile phone signal from being monitored by the presidential palace, he had turned off his mobile phone signal and network.

He was like a beast trapped in a cage, roaring ferociously, hitting the cage with his body, even if he was bruised all over his body, he would not hesitate.

The man's fingertips swiped across the phone screen, he clicked on the photo album, and photos of Shen Yinyin appeared in his sight.

These photos were basically taken secretly by someone he sent. There are not only photos, but also videos.

Of course, there are also the photos and some video clips he took when he was in Yuecheng, holding his phone directly to Shen Yinyin's face.

The woman's face was bright and vivid, and her voice came from the mobile phone, and seemed a little unreal amidst the sound of running water in the bathroom.

Qin Wangyan stared at Shen Yinyin on the phone. He narrowed his deep pupils, and the red ends of his eyes were stained with boundless lust.

"Yinyin..."

"Yinyin..."

The person who cannot get it will not respond to him no matter how much he calls.

But as long as he looked at Shen Yinyin's face and saw that woman talking to the camera, he felt that Shen Yinyin was right in front of him.

Throughout the night, relying on the photos and videos on his phone, he was finally released.

*

Early next morning:

The room assigned to Qin Wangyan in the Presidential Palace was in a mess.

Qin Wangyan walked in and smelled the charming scent spreading in the air. He frowned and subconsciously held his breath.

He walked into the bedroom and saw two people lying on the big bed.

Qin Wangyan walked to the edge of the bed and stared coldly at Qin Zixuan, who was lying on the bed sleeping soundly.

He just stood beside the bed, making no sound or making a move.

In his sleep, Qin Zixuan felt a steady stream of cold air falling on him, and he instinctively shrank his neck.

Not long after, Qin Zixuan woke up in the cold air!

He opened his eyes suddenly, and when he looked up and saw Qin Wangyan's handsome face, Qin Zixuan's face was distorted and his mouth opened wide.

But before he could scream, Qin Wangyan had already prepared wet wipes in advance, and covered Qin Zixuan's mouth with his big hand through the wet wipes.

Qin Wan didn't say a word, but with just one look, Qin Zixuan swallowed the scream that was about to come out of his mouth back into his throat.

His mouth was blocked by a wet wipe, and his chest rose and fell greatly. It was obvious that Qin Zixuan had been frightened by Qin Wangyan.

Qin Wuyan's big hand moved away from Qin Zixuan's mouth.

He tilted his head and motioned for Qin Zixuan to get up and go out.

Qin Zixuan was particularly obedient. He stood up slowly. When he inadvertently saw the face of the sleeping woman next to him.

Qin Zixuan took a breath. He grabbed the quilt and stuffed it into his mouth to stop his screams.

Oh my God!!!

Isn’t this Wen Xi?!!

How could Wen Xi sleep on his bed?!

Qin Zixuan's nostrils dilated and his breathing became rapid. He was about to lose his breath. When he thought about how he fought Wen Xi for three hundred rounds last night, Qin Zixuan's face turned pale and he just wanted to slap himself to death with a piece of tofu!

He grabbed the quilt around him, turned his head, and stared at Qin Wangyan with tears in his eyes.

Qin Zixuan had thousands of words to say to Qin Wangyan, but Qin Wangyan only signaled Qin Zixuan with cold eyes:

Come out and speak.

After giving Qin Zixuan an instruction, Qin Wangyan walked out. He didn't want to stay in the messy bedroom for a moment longer.

Qin Zixuan's legs landed on the ground. When he stood up, he raised his hands with a grin on his face and held his nearly broken waist.

He didn't know what he had eaten last night to make him so crazy. This morning, after being frightened awake by Qin Wangyan's look, Qin Zixuan's eyes were blue and his face looked like he had been sucked dry.

All the bones in his body were falling apart and it was difficult to even put on his pants.

But he didn't dare to keep Qin Wuyan waiting for a long time, so he hurriedly put on a nightgown and went out.

Qin Zixuan closed the bedroom door and walked into the small living room.

Qin Wangyan's clothes were all ironed, and he wore a rosewood Buddhist beads bracelet on his left wrist, but the bracelet seemed to have been dyed, giving off a scarlet color.

He wore an engagement ring on his middle finger, which reflected dazzling light.

Qin Wangyan poured himself a cup of tea. He took a sip of the tea to moisten his throat before opening his mouth.

"If what happened last night were known to others besides you and me, the grass on your grave will definitely grow half a meter high next year."

Qin Zixuan wanted to cry but had no tears. His legs went weak and he just wanted to kneel down to Qin Wangyan.

Suddenly, he suddenly remembered, isn't that right? Last night, he was called into this room by Qin Wangyan!

Qin Wangyan asked him to wait for him in the room for twenty minutes, and Qin Zixuan sat on the sofa and waited.

As a result, the longer he waited, the more excited he became, with countless charming images popping up in his head. When Qin Zixuan was a little distracted, he was knocked down by a woman who was particularly passionate about him.

"Third uncle, last night...you, you tricked me!!"

Qin Wangyan raised his thin lips, smiled coldly, but his tone was innocent, "How could Third Uncle trick you?"


Chapter completed!