But until the door was fully opened, all she saw was a long corridor with nothing on it!

Ling Yansen turned around, picked her up and swung her to the other side of the corridor, all in one movement. Qingwu was about to get angry, but saw him turn on the light and point to the big glass window, "Look."

Qingwu looked over, and sure enough, there was a lot of room on the other side of the glass window! There were piles of soft carpets, cradle, toys, and her little baby was currently burrowing in Sister Chen's arms. After taking a bath,

Wearing only a small bellyband, his skin is pink and translucent, his big black eyes are twinkling, his belly is round, and his thin calves are curved, hanging on Sister Chen's arm. He and Sister Chen are having a good time.

Qingwu could no longer hold back her eagerness. When she saw her son, her eyes filled with tears and she shouted at the glass, "Duoduo! Mom is here! Mom is here!"

I yelled several times in succession, but found no response from the other side of the glass. Not only Duoduo, but Sister Chen didn't hear either.

Only then did she realize the clues. She touched the glass with her hand. It was indeed an ordinary piece of glass. Why couldn't they hear? She turned around, crying with tears in her eyes, and asked him, "What's going on? What tricks did you do? Why can't they hear anything inside?"

I’m talking? You say it!”

Ling Yansen puffed out smoke, his eyes seemed to be dyed by thick blue smoke, bottomless, he made an understatement, but his thin lips showed a hateful smile, "It has always been like this, Maidong said Duoduo needs to be taken care of,

I was afraid that the tutors I invited would not fulfill their responsibilities, would not be good at speaking, and would probably not be able to speak out if they were wronged. So I asked someone to press the special glass mirror that was originally used in the interrogation room. There is a mirror on the other side, and this

But they can see what’s going on inside, and they can’t hear what’s being said.”

"Ling Yansen! How could you do this? Are you just treating Duoduo as a prisoner? You are so bad!"

"Don't be excited, Ah Wu, I am the one who has been taking care of Duoduo in every possible way for the past three years. I know better than you what he needs!"

Qing Wu was speechless. Thinking about it carefully, he was indeed right.

Ling Yansen threw away the cigarette butt, stamped it out, and exhaled the last wisp of tobacco from his nose. He stared at her lost face with a half-smile, "I'll show you what you want to see, so please be more conscious."

Qing Wu wished she could tear his aggressive face to pieces. She had wanted to do this a long time ago. This extremely evil man always had the ability to make her hate him so much that she hated him to the core!

"Where to do it? Come on, don't waste my time, I'm waiting to see Duoduo."

She was impatient at all and was even more arrogant than him. She grabbed the bag in her hand and threw it at his engraved and exquisite outline. The bag was not small. Although it was a high imitation worth several hundred yuan, it was heavy even if it was empty.

, not to mention that it also contains a series of cosmetics, a small mirror, squashed documents and other messy things.

Sure enough, Ling Yansen groaned, and his bag hit the ground. In addition to the sudden blue veins on his clear and white forehead, this time, a dazzling red mark quickly appeared.

Apart from the short groan just now, he showed no other painful expression, as if he was not the one who was hit.

Ling Yansen squinted his bottomless black eyes and stared at her call girl's vulgar appearance, which was natural. Where to do it? Don't waste time? She just had to make their deal so unbearable.

Eyes?

She was so anxious, urging him, not impatient at all, and had no mood to do it at all. Ling Yansen was angry, but had no place to get angry. He had to admit that this woman was really deadly sometimes.

He was no longer polite, and picked her up like a sparrow by the tail, dragging her through the long corridor with force that was not gentle enough at all. The wind as messy as the light above her head blew past Qingwu's ears, and she

feel

Touching his red-hot palms, the dense sweat burned all the pain in her heart.

Ling Yansen stopped in front of the master bedroom door, panting heavily, turned around, took a final look at Wu, pursed his lips, and opened the door.

When Qingwu saw everything inside, she felt like she had gone back in time. Reality and memory overlapped. Her mood was like a Rubik's Cube that had been disrupted. It was really hard to describe.

Looking at everything that was familiar to her bones, she sneered coldly, kicked the door to herself, threw her bag on the ground, and started to take off her clothes without any explanation.

The cheongsam has a dense design, a high collar, and buttons that are not easy to undo at all. Ling Yansen turned around and stared at her trembling hands. The thin knuckles seemed to be painted with pure blue and white, and there were

Secret beads of sweat fell into a thread, sliding down her fingers and sticking to her gorgeous cheongsam.

Looking up, he realized that she was also staring at him, but her eyes were as empty as the mottled night sky outside the window, with no focus, only vertical hatred.

He looked at her rapid and self-tortured movements, a little confused, her body was very stiff, "Ah Wu, you... what are you doing?"

Qingwu seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world. She sneered. His frown was reflected in her bright pupils like paint. Her laughter was entangled with those messy threads, making it look even more messy.

"Ling Yansen, since when did you become a hypocrite? Don't you know best what I'm doing? Don't you just want this dry body? OK, I'll give it to you! Anyway, it's just a ruined body.

Torso, you are so rare, I will make it happen for you! Isn’t that the kind of virtue you have? When you have it, you only want to destroy it, and after it is destroyed, you start to self-abuse and want to redeem it! Your behavior makes me feel sick! Follow me more.

You are the most detrimental to his growth!"

She arranged his crimes, one by one, as if it would make her relax a little.

Finally, she unbuttoned her neck, and large pieces of her cheongsam fell down, revealing her skin that could be broken by blows. It was like the white moonlight hanging alone outside the window, pure and pure, with a deep cold air, and the white color was still there.

There are cold light cyan blood vessels, which are her flowing life, but they appear very weak.

The cheongsam was peeled off her thin body bit by bit, and then there was a towering ravine that could make every man tremble. It was very deep, but her beautiful round eyes were not as good as three years ago because of her thinness.

It was as full as before, but it still had the ability to make every man's blood rush. The soft curve was so perfect that it could flow into the palm of the hand. It was just full when you hold it. It was upright and cute. Maybe it was because of the cold that she got goosebumps.

, small broken particles stood up on her jade-like skin, declaring her dissatisfaction from the inside out.

Ling Yansen watched in confusion for a while, his lower body was filled with damn evidence of his emotional guilt, his Adam's apple was swallowing rapidly, he felt very thirsty, and his whole body was buzzing with the peak of lust.

Qingwu seemed to be satisfied with his reaction of clenching her fists and staring straight eyes. At the same time, she also looked at him with disdain and raised her head arrogantly and desperately.

Swish——

The cheongsam fell to the ground perfectly, revealing the upcoming opening of all the unknown things to come.

She didn't give him any reaction at all, she shrank her body and rushed towards him, as if he were a stone sculpture stuck somewhere, and the stiffness of his whole body was indeed as unnatural as the sculpture.

Her initiative was like a raging fire that burned Ling Yansen's reason. Her breath was beating like gongs and drums, rushing out of his boiling throat as if rushing to reincarnate. You could almost smell the smoke.

His head was petrified and his body was unbearably hot. He was simply frightened by her impulsive actions.

Her cherry lips were like fine wine, with an intoxicating curve in her mouth, and she used the most enchanting posture in the world to release her sins one by one on his mouth, face, and neck.

Those thin white lips covered with frost were clearly trembling violently, raising goosebumps all over his body, such a cold temperature, and such hasty movements without any hint of affection.

Finally, Ling Yansen came to a conclusion while feeling unbearably hot all over his body.

She's completing her mission.

While she was scared and hated her enough not to kill him, she had to force herself like this in order to see Duoduo, clinging to his body and reluctantly confessing everything about herself to him.

How could she be so hateful? It seemed that the deal he demanded was worse than the cheapest thing in her eyes, and even more shameful than the clearly marked-priced transaction between men and women in a ye shop.

"Awu, stop..."

He sighed deeply in his heart, with a heavy nasal voice, almost pleading with her. He raised his long and white fingers, trying to pull down her sharp nails that were tightly dug into the flesh of the back of his neck.

Qingwu became angry with embarrassment. How much effort did it take for her to drive herself closer to him, so proactive, hoping that he would finish the job quickly! She was so scared in her heart. The scene of being insulted by the taxi driver three years ago, every frame.

A frame of revolving around in her mind endlessly, torturing her will that was on the verge of collapse. Her body and mind were resisting, but she still forced herself to do it.

The most difficult thing to do in the world is this.

She couldn't cry anymore.

Finally, she leaned in casually, not sure if it was nibbling or kissing. Anyway, her lips were already doing vulgar things, and they were already attached to his wheat-colored copper-iron stiff skin...

But at this time, he actually asked her to stop?

Qingwu was very frightened and could no longer hold back her tears. Those tears were like the remaining water droplets falling from the eaves after the rain, possessing the remaining beauty and pity, "Ling Yansen, if you don't want me to see Duoduo, why do you torture me like this?

Are you happy when you see me acting like a call girl, without dignity, groveling, and without face? Are you so damn happy? Don’t even think about going back on your word! I’ve already taken off my clothes. If you are now
Chapter completed!