Huo Yao's lips finally left at the moment when she was about to suffocate, and he stared at her with a complicated face for a long time.

The fiery breath of the two people quickly intertwined, and the temperature inside seemed to burn the cold study.

An Xiaojing glared at the man in front of her angrily, her dark pupils were full of anger and humiliation, as well as stubbornness that never subsided. But she didn't know, because the kiss just now made her face crimson like a spring peach, and her eyes were even more sparkling, without any momentum at all, but like a deer jumping out of the shrubs in the forest, her wet eyes attracted pity.

"He said that he would not be with other men in the future. Huo Yao tried to suppress the desire in his heart, pinched the soft flesh of An Xiaojing's cheeks, and threatened.

An Xiaojing only felt that her lips were numb, and her cheeks were pinched very uncomfortably.

She couldn't help frowning, but she was unwilling to give in to Huo Yao.

She felt that even if she was locked up in Yunshan Villa, she still had the right to make friends by herself.

She expressed her resistance in silence.

This gesture fell into Huo Yao's eyes, which made his anger even more vigorous, and reason seemed to be withdrawn at this moment.

He seemed to have the scene of An Xiaojing and Shen Xingyao walking together with a smile in front of him, just thinking about it made him have the urge to crush the woman in front of him.

"Huh. He sneered, his cold eyes darkened with anger and rage, like an angry beast. "Toast without eating and eating and drinking. ”

Before An Xiaojing understood the meaning of Huo Yao's words, she only felt that the strong masculine aura was covering her again.

Her cheeks were loosened, but her breath was once again overbearing.

This punishment was even more violent and domineering than the previous one, as if it was going to swallow her alive.

She instinctively resisted, and her hands kept knocking on Huo Yao's shoulders, but in the next second, a pair of big palms fell from the sky, easily pinching the wrists of her two hands, and turning their backs behind her, but forcing her body to get closer to the man's embrace.

This made An Xiaojing extremely uncomfortable, twisting her body and head.

The person holding her lips seemed to be extremely dissatisfied, only to see Huo Yao frowning, and opening his mouth to bite the pink lip flap fiercely.

"Hiss-" An Xiaojing called out in pain, but the voice was quickly drowned out by a bloody kiss.

An Xiaojing almost felt that Huo Yao wanted to let her die here today, and the most terrifying thing was that her body also reacted in such a warm atmosphere, and at this moment, all her strength was taken away, and she was helpless and uncomfortable lying on her stomach.

Huo Yao's reason has been completely occupied by anger, where is there still the cold appearance of the past.

Now he just wants to tell An Xiaojing in his arms fiercely, so that she can never get close to other men from now on, and can only become a woman by herself.

He wondered if he directly turned her into his own woman today, would it make this presumptuous woman more peaceful.

The thought grew like a vine in his body, making his movements less and less weighty.

The table in the study is his perennial office place, covered with thick important documents, and the expensive crystal table reflects the figure of him kissing a woman, so ambiguous and lingering.

Huo Yao's eyes darkened, and he finally let go of An Xiaojing's lips.

Just when An Xiaojing thought that she was free, she only felt that her body was light, and her eyes suddenly widened.

I saw Huo Yao directly intercept An Xiaojing's slender waist and resist her on his waist, and then he waved his palm, and the things on the table instantly crackled and fell to the ground.

The fine crystal table instantly shattered into pieces, and An Xiaojing's slightly panicked cheeks were reflected from the shattered fragments.

Huo Yao pushed An Xiaojing onto the table, and before An Xiaojing could react, he leaned over and leaned over An Xiaojing's body.

"Huo Yao, are you crazy, let go of me!" An Xiaojing had lost her composure, and she could almost imagine what was going to happen next.

Huo Yao is crazy, but she can't be crazy!

"You drove me crazy, don't you know?An Xiaojing?" he asked coldly, and the big palm began to tear her clothes mercilessly.

The skirt was the first to be ripped apart.

The sound of the cloth cracking was like An Xiaojing's crashing sound, which moved the listener.

"You let go of me!" An Xiaojing couldn't help but struggle, but she only felt that she was now a piece of fish and meat, placed on the cutting board, and there was no other way than to let Huo Yao dispose of it.

Huo Yao probably felt that An Xiaojing's noisy yelling really annoyed him, so he directly covered her lips again and swallowed all her struggles into his stomach.

An Xiaojing was embarrassed and indignant, she expected the end of tonight, she had to turn her face away, wanting to express the last stubbornness in her heart.

But tears slipped down her eyes and fell down her beautiful side face on the table and her snow-white neck.

Huo Yao was kissing An Xiaojing's neck at the moment, and he was extremely ruthless, as if he wanted to brand the people under him with his own brand.

But suddenly, a trace of coldness fell on his face.

The reason that had been burned by * was instantly withdrawn by this coldness.

Huo Yao propped himself up with his hands and looked condescendingly at An Xiaojing lying under him.

At this moment, An Xiaojing tilted her head, tears fell as if she didn't want money, her bitten lips were tightly pursed at the moment, there was still undried blood on it, and there was only despair and resignation on her crimson face, and there was no longer the vigorous appearance of the past.

She was like a bullied little beast, unable to resist, and could only lick her wounds alone with red eyes.

Huo Yao's face instantly became complicated, he reached out and touched An Xiaojing's cheek, he wanted to comfort, but he was not good at it, so he could only ask coldly: "Are you so reluctant?"

An Xiaojing was silent, but the humiliation in her eyes had already told Huo Yao the answer.

She hated his touch and was unwilling to be his woman.

Huo Yao turned his face away with difficulty, and slowly got up from An Xiaojing.

As if he had been drained of his strength, he couldn't stop staggering back a few steps, and after a few seconds, he raised his head again, casually threw his coat on An Xiaojing's body, and never said the same again, slammed the door and left.