Pei Tingyuan was like a mad beast, grabbing Qiao Xihe's shoulders and pressing her down on the back seat of the car.

Qiao Xihe is like a scattered fallen leaf, unable to compete with the strong wind at all.

"Pei, Pei Tingyuan!" she was shocked and screamed, "This is on the street, are you crazy!"

"Don't worry," Pei Tingyuan smiled lowly: "You should know that from the outside, you can't see the situation in the car, and the sound insulation of the baffle is very good, and others can't see or hear it." From here to Xisong Garden, it takes an hour and a half, and what we have is time......"

After speaking, he pressed on Qiao Xihe's body, and the kiss fell on Qiao Xihe's face like a torrential rain.

"Send me ......," Qiao Xihe shouted with difficulty, struggling in vain.

Pei Tingyuan didn't listen to her at all, like a fish that had been hungry and thirsty for a long time, and found a water source, greedily asking for it. He firmly controlled her slender wrists with one hand, and the free hand reached through the hem of the clothes, and some rough palms touched the delicate skin, causing Qiao Xihe to tremble for a while.

She immediately recalled that night, when she woke up again after being stunned by Pei Jialing, and saw the man on her body......

The pain of that night is hard to forget, and the steps that Pei Tingyuan has done now are exactly the same as they were at that time.

Thinking of what he would eventually do, she knew she couldn't bear that pain anymore.

Fear swept over her like a tornado, her body trembled uncontrollably, and her mouth muttered, "Let go, let me go...... Let me go...... Please let me go......"

Tears poured out uncontrollably, and Pei Tingyuan was kissing, and the tip of his tongue touched a trace of saltiness.

He paused, squinting at the woman below.

Qiao Xihe's apricot eyes widened, tears flowed out like a flood bursting the embankment, and her cheeks were soon wet, and her body seemed to be trembling with fear, and the whole person was like a weak fledgling.

She didn't seem to realize that his movements had stopped, and kept repeating "Please let go of me".

"Heh......" he chuckled, leaned down again, and whispered in her ear, "The more you beg me, the more I will not let you go." This time, you have completely angered me, and I will make you remember clearly that you are my man, and you will never want to escape from the palm of my hand!"

With that, he flipped over with his palm and ripped open the fragile chiffon shirt on her.

In the silent and blazing air, there was a clear "sting".

Listening to Qiao Xihe's ears, she felt even more what is called "despair".

This desperation deepened little by little in Pei Tingyuan's kiss, pushing her into the endless abyss and making her collapse.

"You bastard, I hate you, I hate you!" she took a bite and bit Pei Tingyuan's lip with such force that the moment she bit it, the bloody breath spread in her mouth.

Pei Tingyuan's expression froze, and the hand holding her wrist loosened slightly.

Qiao Xihe took the opportunity to break free, and thumped and pushed Pei Tingyuan with both hands, "You get out of the way for me, get out of the way!" Pei Tingyuan, I hate you...... You beast...... You rapist deserve to go to jail!"

She cried until she was almost out of breath, but she still had to intermittently say everything that could insult Pei Tingyuan.

As she spoke, she cried even harder.

That night was like a nightmare, and every time she thought about it, it made her feel cold.

Pei Tingyuan noticed that her body was trembling more and more, staring at her who was breaking down and crying, and finally sighed helplessly for a long time, and the * in her eyes gradually disappeared.

"Jojo, don't be afraid, I won't do anything, don't be afraid......" he comforted softly.

But Qiao Xihe didn't seem to hear it, and his mouth was still muttering indistinctly.

"Jojo, I'm sorry. His gaze softened considerably, and he reached out and gently stroked her hair, and looked at her broken and open shirt, and he pulled the blazer in the corner and covered hers.

However, these actions did not stabilize Qiao Xihe's mood.

She seemed to have endless tears, venting all her grievances and depression for more than a month, and these tears completely extinguished the anger in Pei Tingyuan's heart little by little, and also made him calm and rational.

He couldn't do anything to hurt Jojo after all.

He stared at Qiao Xihe's face, took out a handkerchief, and gently wiped the tears from her cheeks little by little.

"Jojo, don't be afraid, Jojo, it's okay......" he patiently comforted over and over again.

Qiao Xihe closed her eyes, and her scolding lowered little by little, and finally she seemed to fall asleep.

Pei Tingyuan wiped away all the tears, then leaned down and hugged Qiao Xihe in his arms, so that she could be more comfortable in her sleep.

Qiao Xihe was unaware of Pei Tingyuan's movements, leaning softly in his arms, falling into an unstable sleep, his body twitched from time to time because of nightmares, so he gently held her somewhat cold hand and accompanied him silently.

An hour later, the car stopped at the door of the villa, Pei Tingyuan sorted out Qiao Xihe's suit, and after making sure that no second person would see her torn shirt, he carefully hugged her out of the car and strode into the villa.

The housekeeper and sister-in-law hurriedly greeted them, and when they saw the young lady being beaten by the young master and held in her arms, they seemed to be unconscious, and they were all startled.

"Young lady, this is ......," Sister-in-law Wang asked softly.

Pei Tingyuan made a silent gesture with some difficulty, and then walked upstairs quickly.

He looked at the guest room and then at the master bedroom, and finally hugged Qiao Xihe into the guest room.

He didn't want to irritate Jojo anymore, and the psychiatrist's advice was still in his ears at the moment.

Putting Qiao Xihe on the bed and taking off her shoes, Pei Tingyuan went to the bathroom to get a hot towel, wiped her face and hands, and then took off her shirt and covered her with a quilt.

After doing all this, he sat quietly on the edge of the bed and stared at Qiao Xihe's face affectionately.

Qiao Xihe turned over in his sleep, slowly curled up, and wrapped the quilt tightly.

Pei Tingyuan remembered that this was an insecure expression.

He frowned deeply, hesitated for a while, and finally lay down beside Qiao Xihe, and then hugged his beloved woman into his arms through the quilt.

At this time, in a secluded alley in the city, the motorcycle man who was teasing Qiao Xihe made a little detour after making sure to get rid of the person who was following him, and finally stopped at the door of a dilapidated ramen restaurant.

He jumped out of the car, looked left and right, and walked briskly into the store, past the filthy and greasy noodle shop, to the backyard.

A young man, who was sitting under the trellis smoking a cigarette, saw him coming and asked, "How is it?"

The motorcycle man rubbed his hands embarrassedly, "I'm sorry, boss, the matter didn't work out, and the woman's husband was cut off." ”

The young man threw away the cigarette, stepped on the tip of his shoe and crushed it a few times, and smiled: "It's okay, you did a very good job." ”