Lan Yifeng stared at the man who was hugging him in horror, unable to guess what he wanted to do. At this time, the delicate little girls had already leaned over, and he turned his head slightly, and his cold and hard voice showed orders that would not be allowed to disobey others-

"roll!"

With the order, the girls were so scared that their faces were pale and ran away. Sister Qin was truly awakened this time and hurriedly took her men out.

Lan Yifeng was panicked and afraid, and while struggling desperately, he called for help: "Sister Qin, Sister Qin... Save me... I just poured the wine lady, I have no obligation to accompany the guests, Sister Qin..."

Somnus is a principled place, but it is limited to the customer's background. When he encounters a young man like Huo, he wants to do something wrong. Who might offend him for a little wine-pourling lady?

Soon, the two of them were left in the private room. The picture of the song on the huge LCD screen was still still, reflecting faint light, creating a strange and ambiguous atmosphere.

Lan Yifeng was pressed on the sofa by Mr. Huo. The two of them were so close that she could feel his strong muscles with a little breath.

His arms were thicker and his shoulders were wider. The only thing that had not changed was his smell, or the smell of smoke on his body. The cigarettes he smoked were the same as before, exuding a pleasant and light smell, not as smelly as those smoked by poor people.

She didn't dare to breathe, but the more she held her breath, the heavier she breathed, and the more she resisted, the easier it would be to get entangled with him. In a short while, he was tightly clamped by him, and something hard and hot also resisted her.

He clamped her hands that were constantly hitting him with just one hand, pressed on her head, and the empty hand stroked her tender red lips, stroking them back and forth.

The hot feeling began to flow around in his body. Lan Yifeng couldn't break free from him, and was about to cry.

"Please... let me go...ah..." Before he finished speaking, the buttons of the work clothes were torn off by Huo Qinba...

"Let me go..." Lan Yifeng screamed in horror and twisted his body, making the feeling of vomiting stir in his stomach. She didn't want it, she didn't want to have any relationship with him again!

The hand that stroked her lips suddenly covered her mouth and nose, making her unable to make any harsh screams, and at the same time making her unable to breathe. Lan Yifeng's face turned red, but Mr. Huo frowned and said dissatisfiedly: "Your quarrel made my ears hurt!"

He lowered his head, his forehead against her, his dark eyes were hot, and his magnetic hoarse voice seemed to be trying to deceive her: "You are good... I won't treat you badly..."

After saying that, he kissed her on his lips, bit and sucked her lightly, and the sound made seemed particularly ambiguous in the empty and quiet private room.

Lan Yifeng was covered and couldn't breathe. The fear of dying made her more sensitive and her body changed significantly. This body was extremely sensitive to him five years ago, and he had not released it in five years. After a little provocation, it began to cater to him without rational control.

This was a strange feeling. She was almost suffocated by him, but her body was clamoring for discomfort. Even if she was going to die, her unbearable emptiness wanted to be filled. Her fear of death, her fear of the relationship that was about to happen, and her shameless body were finally forced into a desperate situation. Her crystal tears could no longer help but slide down the corners of her eyes.

Why do you do this? Why do you meet him again? Why do you hate him? But your body still involuntarily cater to him? Her heart has been hurt by him. Why... As long as he treats her intimately as before, a sense of joy will secretly rise in his heart? He doesn't let her breathe, and he teases her. He obviously punishes her in this perverted way to warn her!

If he couldn't open it, he could not push him away, Lan Yifeng cried sadly. If there wasn't a baby waiting for her to take care of her, dying like this might be a relief for her.

Her consciousness became more and more blurred. Suddenly, she grabbed her big palm and left. She could finally breathe. She quickly breathed heavily to relieve the severe pain in her lungs. After she recovered, she raised her tears. In the blurred water light, she couldn't see the expression on his handsome face, but she could feel two cold and creeping eyes.

Fear made her instinctively retreat, but when she was pressed by the tall and heavy man, how could she move? He pushed his hand and grabbed her. His strength was so strong that she hurt her with a little force. She could only grit her teeth and endure it, not daring to provoke him again. If he really wanted to take advantage of her, let him take it! After all, life is more important than anything else, and she must survive.
Chapter completed!