Seeing Yanchuan being completely stiff, his cold eyes were shocked and then disbelief, and then turned into disgust. Qiyan didn't wait for him to speak again, bowed slightly to keep a distance from him, and walked away naturally without waiting for him.

"Zhuang Qiyan! You are willing to fall into depravity, which is so disappointing to me!"

Hearing the roar of the people behind him, Qiyan's steps did not stop for a moment, and the corner of her mouth was so bitter.

She quickly stepped out of the hotel and hid in the dark. She covered her mouth and wanted to cry so much, but she didn't dare to cry loudly.

When she took out the phone, she only knew about calling Mo Wei, but Mo Wei was drunk and would not come to pick her up. The numbers were displayed on the mobile phone screen, but she didn't dare to continue calling.

She still couldn't control her tears, and she slid down her cheeks coldly, just like her body, so cold that she just wanted to find a warm place to hide.

"Why do you cry?" A cold hand stroked her cheek, and she heard the man ask softly.

She was shocked all over and subconsciously wanted to escape, "I didn't cry! That was the water you poured on!"

But he didn't let her escape, and hugged her hard from behind, "You cried. You didn't cry even if you broke up with me five years ago! Zhuang Qiyan, why are you crying now!"

His hands were so hard that they surrounded her body, so warm, she was still stubborn, "Sand in his eyes, of course he cried."

"Xiao Qi!"

"Don't call me Xiaoqi, I'm not your Xiaoqi." She turned her back to him, tears stuttering.

He turned her body over, and in the darkness, he forced her to face him, raised her chin, looked down at the tears in her eyes, but his heart was not painful, he really hated her, this woman who was cruel to leave him!

Will she cry too? He was so happy to see her crying!

He lowered his head and grabbed her soft lips hard, sucked her hard, and kept rubbing her into his arms. Sometimes he really wanted to embed her whole body into his body and never let her go again!

"Um...I...I can't breathe...Yanchuan..." She shouted his name softly, her hands blocking his chest.

As she opened her mouth, his tongue took advantage of the situation and broke into her mouth like punishment. In that soft place, he continued to conquer the city until she fell down.

He always liked to listen to her begging for mercy and feel her weak body because of herself. He roared, hugged her and pressed her to the corner.

Feeling the chill in his lower body, Qiyan was shocked and blocked Yanchuan's hand, "No! No! Yanchuan! You let go! Let me go! You can't treat me like this!"

With his eyes narrowed, Yanchuan's lips raised up mockingly, and when he pulled his hand hard, he heard the sound of the cloth shattering, "Why can't it! Others can do it, why can't I do it!"

Qiyan was shocked, angry and annoyed, raised her hand and slapped him, "Let me go!"

"Don't let it go!" Yanchuan couldn't avoid it, and was even more angry after being hit by him. He ignored her resistance and pulled open his pants and went deeper, "Zhuang Qiyan! What's the point of being pretentious! Just someone else can pay, do you think I, Yanchuan, can't afford it!"

"Ah! No!" The sudden deep penetration made Qiyan's body completely stiff. She subconsciously hugged Yanchuan's neck and shouted.

Hearing Qiyan's screams, Yanchuan laughed even more coldly, swaying his waist, swaying hard, like a pile driving.

Seeing Qiyan bit her lower lip and endure it, Yanchuan disdained, "Call it! Why don't you shout anymore! Zhuang Qiyan, you just serve men like this! How can those people be satisfied!"

Word by word, it was like a knife stabbing into Qiyan's heart. She resisted even more violently, "Why do I serve men without you? If you don't let me go, I'll call you...ah!"
Chapter completed!