Qiyan returned to her room and realized that her window faced the garden. Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, she could see the layout of the entire garden better. She saw Yanchuan and Yeliang talking about something, and finally Yanchuan left.

But Ye Liang turned around and looked towards her.

Qi Yan was stunned and smiled slightly. Ye Liang still leaned towards her, with a slight smile on his lips that never changed. He kissed her palm and waved to Qi Yan, blowing a kiss.

Qiyan's mouth twitched, she closed the curtains and turned on the TV. It was still the war between the Eternal Consortium and the Yan Group. All the news pages were saying that the Eternal Consortium was about to declare bankruptcy.

Mo Wei's cell phone still couldn't be reached, and she never contacted him.

Yanchuan asked her to wait for him in the room, and she took a shower consciously. Wrapped in her nightgown, she put herself into the quilt and looked sideways at the moonlight outside the window, which was silvery white and spread all over the room.

of white.

Her heart was pounding all the time. Qiyan suddenly recalled five years ago, on such a beautiful night, when she met Mo Wei. She remembered that she grabbed Mo Wei's leg to prevent him from leaving. She begged him to take her back.

Home.

Mo Wei was always reluctant to reject women. He did not reject her. Not only did he take her home but he was also very kind to her. A strange man was so kind to a woman and what he wanted was very simple.

A sad smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, she didn't expect that the past five years would repeat itself in such a dramatic way. The heroine was still her, but the hero was replaced by her ex-boyfriend.

"Creak" was the sound of the door being pushed open. Qiyan's grip on the quilt suddenly tightened. She kept telling herself that it was her ex-boyfriend. The two of them didn't do anything. Since they had it once, why bother?

Go give a shit a second time!

But she was so nervous that her body was trembling. She didn't want him to use this method to force her to submit. But even if it wasn't such a despicable method, he could still force her unscrupulously. In front of him, she

In fact, there is no solution.

The person at the door was getting closer and closer. She closed her eyes and pretended to sleep, clearly feeling that he was looking at her.

The cold fingers traced her cheeks and gently caressed her eyes. They were so compassionate that she felt a little dazed. His hands had never been so cold, and his fingertips were always scalding hot.

She wanted to open her eyes, but there was darkness in front of her. He covered her eyes with a piece of cloth.

"Yanchuan..." She called her name, "I'm afraid of the dark."

The man's body was a little stiff, but he didn't speak. His hand reached into her quilt and opened her nightgown. Qiyan felt a chill seep into her body, and subconsciously clenched the sheet with her hands.

The man noticed her nervousness, grabbed her hand and kissed her palm gently. She felt that her palm was itchy and wanted to take it back, but he held it firmly.

She couldn't adapt to the darkness in front of her. She wanted to take off the cloth in front of her with her other hand, but before she could touch it, her hand was grabbed. She was shocked and her wrists felt like they were being tightened. He actually tied them with a rope.

Hold her wrists and raise her hands high above her head!
Chapter completed!