Qianxi made an irritated noise, and under the moonlight, her burning eyes were surprisingly bright.
Faced with Qian Xi's anger and questioning, Rong Ling did not explain or leave. The man blocked all his expressions with a mask.
"Yeah, what exactly do I want to do?"
He said to himself, with a hint of doubt in his tone.
Qian Xi looked at Rong Ling and wondered what was going on with this man.
"Rong Ling, are you sick?"
Qian Xi sighed, stood up and wanted to get out of bed, so she said coldly, "It's okay for her to go if Rong Ling doesn't leave."
But the moment she stood up, Qian Xi's arm was grabbed violently, "Yes, I am sick."
When Rong Ling said this, there was a deep coldness in his tone, like the gloom coming from the depths of hell, which frightened Qian Xi.
She shook her arm vigorously in an attempt to shake Rong Ling's hand away, but Rong Ling's hand holding her arm tightened even more. She frowned in pain, raised her fist and swung it towards Rong Ling's cheek.
She went to go, but was avoided by Rong Ling. Then her body was pushed down by an external force, and Qian Xi lay back on the bed.
then……
An incredible scene happened. Rong Ling actually flew up and pressed directly on her body. Her hands were twisted and pinned above her head, and her legs were also pressed. She wanted to resist, but found that she couldn't.
Moved.
Qian Xi's eyes widened and she tapped her acupuncture points. She was tapped again.
This damn kung fu in ancient times.
But is now the time to think about this? Has she drunk too much and is still awake? What is Rong Ling doing?
Qian Xi wanted to shake her head, but she felt that she was now a zombie, unable to move, no... worse than a zombie, unable to even jump.
What he met with his wide eyes was Rong Ling's silver mask, which looked especially eerie in the night.
"Rong Ling, are you crazy? What are you doing?"
Qian Xi was completely sober, so she yelled, even if she entered her room in the middle of the night, she dared to press her on the bed like this, and she was so angry...
Although this Rong Ling is disabled, he can still move quickly.
"Yun Qianxi, you never answered me properly, so I chose a better way to ask questions."
Qian Xi felt that the breath Rong Ling exhaled was cold, but such charming movements made people feel no emotion at all. This Rong Ling was definitely not teasing her rhythm, but was training her in a murderous way.
she.
Qian Xi knew that she could no longer hold on, she had to soften up. She also knew why Rong Ling was waiting for her so late and what he wanted to hear, so her attitude suddenly changed 180 degrees, and her tone of voice
He also softened, "Rong Ling, if you have anything to say, feel free to ask. I know everything I want to say. I just hope you can change your posture as soon as possible. This posture is really indecent."
Look at Yun Qianxi, this woman has such an ability to adapt to the changing circumstances, and she is very arrogant in people's eyes. She was so tough just now, but now she is just a little lady.
"Haha, it turns out you like this."
Rong Ling said with a smile, the silver mask casting a cold light.
Qian Xi suddenly felt that this man Rong Ling was actually extremely bad, and he was a very evil and sinister kind, but he was just using a silver mask to disguise his cold expression. One day she would expose this mask.