The night breeze blows across the nose, bringing the unique fragrance of brandy at the banquet.

Li Yuntang suddenly realized that no wonder she was suddenly so bold. It turned out that it was the credit of the glass of brandy.

After the kiss, Yan Xiaye quietly stepped back, glad that Li Yuntang just accepted it passively and did not respond actively.

Otherwise, with her determination at this moment, if she misunderstood Li Yuntang's meaning, she would have no face to face when she met again regardless of whether she was a mistake or not.

Li Yuntang pondered silently, his black eyes locked her blushing little face, and instantly understood her intention.

This kiss was her reply to him.

She is indeed heartbroken by the different treatment of Li Beicheng, but because of this, she has such a painful lesson, how could she foolishly offer her sincerity to Li Beicheng?

This is not a clever way, but apart from that, Yan Xiaye didn't know how to prove his sincerity.

"Late, good night."

Leaving the last sentence, Yan Xiaye regretted his recklessness, and could not resist the man's deep vision, and turned around and fled again.

When she returned to the door again, she panted hard against the cold door, but the faint smile on the corner of the man's lips was rooted in her mind and could not be removed.

After finally calming down, she felt a chill under her feet and couldn't help but look down.

Her white and tender feet stepped on the floor. She was so panicked just now that she didn't even notice when she threw a slipper on her feet.

He secretly prayed that the slippers would be best to fall into the apartment. Yan Xiaye took a deep breath and opened the door in panic.

The small apartment was pitch black, and she was groping in the dark to the switches on the wall.

However, before she could find her, a light sound came from the darkness, and the light lit up from the lighter illuminated the man's sinister and handsome appearance.

The blush on Yan Xiaye's cheeks turned pale, and she took a step back and immediately wanted to escape: "Why are you here?"

...

Downstairs of the apartment, Li Yuntang walked out of the car and picked up the little duck slippers abandoned by his owner.

The kiss came suddenly and it was a bit fun to reminisce.

She tasted very sweet, exactly the same as what he remembered.

Especially the little woman blushed while kissing him, giving him reason to think that Yan Xiaye also felt good about this kiss.

With a slender finger holding the slipper for a while, the man smiled and bounced his fingers on the flat mouth of the three-dimensional duck, threw it on the passenger seat, and started the car and slowly left.

...

"Why can't I be here?"

In the living room, Li Beicheng blocked Yan Xiaye's way, sat down on the sofa, and forced her to pull her over and sit on his lap face to face, sneering loudly: "You left the venue an hour ago, and are only back now.

, it may be too late to check in the room. Could it be that I did something good with my uncle in the car?"

Listening to Li Beicheng saying dirty words in person, Yan Xiaye struggled violently: "Let go, you really make me disgusted!"

"Do you think I didn't see you kissing you down there? Is it disgusting or you disgusting?" Li Beicheng's pupils were singular: "The uncle is with you, let alone the driver, even the bodyguards rarely follow you, right?

Are you afraid that they shouldn't see what they shouldn't see?"

Yan Xiaye was so angry that he trembled all over. He buried his head and bit his shoulder hard. He raised his head until his teeth became sore and glared fiercely: "I said, I will never be more shameless than you and Yan Shuirou!"

"Okay, let me check it myself." Li Beicheng sneered and touched her with a big palm, leaving purple and red marks on it with rough movements: "I know you have received artificial insemination, but you

I can still tell whether or not I have been attacked by a man.”

As he said that, he used force to pull the exquisite and luxurious dress off her shoulders: "This dress is also given to you by my uncle. He really knows how to dress up a woman, so I will see it for the first time tonight.

You just want to do what I am doing now.”

"Libeicheng, are you a human being?" Yan Xiaye felt cold in his heart. No matter how disgusted Yan Shuirou, she couldn't help frowning: "Don't you like Yan Shuirou the most? Even if she ate it in advance

Abortion pills are also your and her children. Do you have no feelings at all?"

"Yes, I think she did it right."

Taking advantage of his answer, Yan Xiaye pushed his chest desperately, and red marks were drawn in his fingernails.

Li Beicheng looked at her large skin gradually exposed under the moonlight with a dangerous look. She was extremely rough and stuck her slender waist, and twisted her shoulders as if she was venting anger: "Why, you are not soft in front of your uncle.

Very? Why are you pretending to be a chaste woman in front of me?"

"Let me go! Let go, don't touch me!" Yan Xiaye hugged her tightly and lost the support of her shoulder straps. She seemed to be about to fall off in the next second. Her eyes were red when she was shocked and afraid.

: "Libeicheng, I want to call the police!"

"If you are not afraid of being angry, you can do whatever you want." Holding Yan Xiaye's weakness, Li Beicheng kept moving, fearless: "Yes, you continue to struggle like this, I can't control myself when you get it. I won't be like this.

Now I am so gentle to you."

After his words fell, Yan Xiaye's heart was raised to his throat, and his whole body was stiff and he didn't dare to move again.

Seeing this, Li Beicheng curled a sarcastic curve at the corner of his lips, raised his hand to hold the back of her head, and poked his head and bit her lips fiercely.

"Um..." Yan Xiaye was in pain, the thin oxygen in his chest gradually decreased, and the force of slapping the man couldn't help but weaken.

Humiliation, hatred, fear, embarrassment... All kinds of emotions came to my heart one after another, and finally burst into tears in her eyes.

It was not until her eyes turned black due to lack of oxygen that Li Beicheng ended the kiss with satisfaction and licked his lips: "Even if it is our wedding night tonight, tomorrow morning, you go back to Li's house with me and tell grandma that you don't plan to do it.

Divorce, do you know?"

In a dizzy dizziness, Yan Xiaye secretly stabbed his nails into his palms and kept awake with the pain that pierced his heart.

"...Ph!" After finally squeezing out a word, she breathed in fresh air with her eyes looking at Li Beicheng with sad and angry expressions, and she sneered in a hoarse voice: "You are dreaming."

"Yan Xia Ye, Yan Xia Ye, your stubbornness really makes me look at you with admiration."

Li Beicheng lowered his eyes, and his jealousy completely destroyed his consciousness. He picked her up and walked towards the bedroom, and said casually: "The big bed in your bedroom is good, have you enjoyed it with your uncle a lot?

It's my turn."

"don't want!"
Chapter completed!