She followed him back to the hotel in a sluggish wooden sheath, the whole person was like a lost soul, floating around without a support point, Yan Zhengxi didn't touch her again, or didn't punish her again, let her sleep quietly, but she slept extremely unquietly.

Constantly being tormented by nightmares, she was imprisoned in a deserted castle in the dream, the tattered walls were cracked so that none of them were intact, the surrounding desolation was desolate and there was no trace of popularity, and she was locked in handcuffs, and she was dragged with heavy chains under her feet.

And he looked at her condescendingly like a ghost, and kept repeating: "This is your punishment, this is your punishment......"

She covered her face and screamed desperately, but no one answered, and no one came to save her, she was imprisoned forever in that shackle and couldn't get out, suddenly Yan Chengqian's figure slowly walked over there, she finally cried and called his name, and her hand kept reaching out to her, begging him to save her out, to save her from this demon.

"Cheng Qian, save me, Cheng Qian......" she kept murmuring**, and this name made Yan Zhengxi's blood all over her body flow backwards and roll in an instant, her eyes looked at her overly pale and cold sweat face deeply, her hand pinched her chin tightly, and she still didn't stop, and continued to murmur unconsciously.

The green tendons on his forehead slowly collapsed, his face tightened, and his thin lips suddenly pressed against her softness, smoothly pounding into her mouth, preventing her from saying the name that made him angry, and the woman he wanted was not allowed to love other men anymore, including in his dreams, he also wanted to plunder.

Qianqian seemed to grasp hope, and her hand tightly circled his neck and hugged him, for fear that the only support point would be gone, his body shook slightly, and his mind paused for a few seconds before he slowly wrapped his hand around her and hugged her tightly, only when her consciousness was chaotic, he released his tenderness, because when she was completely unaware, she was entitled to his tenderness.

In the early summer morning, the sun rose early and hit the glass window, but they were all isolated by the heavy curtains, and the person on the bed woke up leisurely, fanning the long eyelashes, slowly opening her eyes, looking at everything strange in front of her, she remembered that she had come to Taipei on a business trip with him, and turned her head slightly to look at the emptiness on the left, knowing that he was not there for her to feel at ease.

But remembering the events of last night, her bloodless face became even whiter, and her hand gently touched the side of her neck, and the pain made her frown, and she clearly told herself that the man was absolutely serious.

After washing and tidying up, she walked out of the room leisurely to the living room, only to see that Yan Zhengxi was already dressed neatly, indifferently sitting at the dining table and reading the newspaper, she slowly walked over and sat down with a contemplative face, eating breakfast quietly, the silent atmosphere did not seem very depressing, but the cold breath of the two made the air almost freeze.

At this time, Su Yan came over and knocked on the door, he answered coldly, the door was opened, Su Yan came in respectfully, his expression was a little anxious, he wanted to speak but looked at Qianqian with scruples, and then Yan Zhengxi said lightly: "Say." ”

Su Yan nodded and said, "Yesterday, Mr. Zhang of Nanxiang reached an agreement with Xing Bureau, and it seems that the contract will be signed today." After saying that, he glanced at Qianqian slightly, and Qianqian also noticed his projected gaze, but could only continue to eat breakfast quietly.

A hint of disdain flashed in the cold and arrogant eyes of the Yin Owl, he put down the newspaper in his hand and said coldly, "Finish breakfast quickly." Only then did Qianqian look up at him, then took a sip of milk, put down the cup, wiped her mouth with a napkin and said, "I'm full." ”

The dark cold eyes narrowed slightly, he didn't say anything, got up and picked up the suit and put it on elegantly, suddenly Qianqian stared at his neckline and hesitated for a long time, and finally stepped forward to help him pull the tie well, just like she usually helped Yan Chengqian, and her hands were very dexterous to straighten the tie.