The dim room, the swaying curtain, the smell of extravagance in the air, Qiu Jing's dull eyes stared at the ceiling, and Mu Ziqian on her body demanded and plundered her like crazy.

From the lower body to the limbs, all the cells were criing out for pain, and her indignant words overflowed from her lips intermittently, "Mu Ziqian, I...... I will...... Sue you...... Hmmm......"

His lips were choked by him, and he hissed punitively, and he wanted to die, and his soul fell into hell......

After a night of crusade, Qiu Jing collapsed on the bed full of lust like a shabby puppet, her body was covered with bruises, and in a daze, she let him pinch her chin, forced to stare at those dark and narrow eyes, and her low voice swayed in the silent room.

"Sue me?" ......he said in an unusually cold tone with a curl of his thin lips, "I am your husband, and it is only right to have sex with a legal wife!"

Qiu Jing glared at him angrily, trembling with anger, yes, he was her husband. However, what is said to be good is only a sexless and loveless political marriage! What is this now? Is it rape in marriage?

Before leaving, he coldly dropped a sentence: "Qiu Jing is good, remember that this is the wedding night you owe me!"

'Bang-' The sound of the door slamming in her dream woke Qiu Jing well, and she sat up with sweat on her cheeks.

The room is so quiet that the needle can be heard, and a straight light penetrates through the gap in the closed curtains, uncovering the quilt and getting out of bed, the moment the curtains are opened, the afterglow of the sunset is sprinkled all over the bustling city, and the evening breeze caresses it, tearing the memories that have been sealed in the distant thoughts in front of you......

Kashi, who hasn't been back for six years, is hiding from the city and from him.

I came here at the invitation of the police in Huan City to participate in a polygraph experiment, and it is said that the other party is a person with a very background, and the police are very concerned about the case. Human life is at stake, and if you don't want an unjust case to happen, you can't let go of a suspect.

'Knock knock' three short but firm knocks on the door.

Qiu Jing turned around, walked towards the door, and asked through the door panel, "Who?"

"Me. ”

A simple word, she shuddered, and the voice overlapped with the voice of the man in her dream.

That's right, it's him, how did he know that she was back? Suddenly, remembering the power in his hands, it was not difficult to find her entry and accommodation records.

The hand hanging by her side slowly clenched, and she calmly closed her eyes to calm herself.

Six years had made her strong and cold enough, but when she faced him again, these things she was proud of were gone.

She took a deep breath, opened it again, her eyes cold and quiet, and turned around and walked towards the bedroom.

A man's threatening voice came from outside the door: "Give you three seconds to open the door." ”

Qiu Jinghao walked firmly, and secretly scolded: Neuropathy!

Outside the door starts counting, "1"

"......," she walked through the living room.

“2”

"......" stepped into the bedroom.

“3！”

From so far away, his yin owl's voice reached her ears so clearly that it sent chills down her spine.

Closing the bedroom door, she fell down on the bed, and the Mu family Shaodong, who was entangled in business, would have this leisure and fun to stay outside her door all night.

Suddenly, there was a loud bang outside the door.

Qiu Jing stared in astonishment in the direction where the voice came from, followed by heavy footsteps from far and near, each time it seemed to step on the tip of her heart, and her heart trembled.

In the next second, the bedroom door was pushed open, and the tall figure of the man stood in front of him.

He was wearing a crisp dark suit, his slender body leaned against the door frame, his head slightly tilted, and the corners of his mouth were pursed with a vague smile, ambiguous and ambiguous.

"Mrs. Mu! I haven't seen you for a long time! I didn't expect to be in bed when we meet again after a long absence!" his playful voice echoed in the silent room.

"Shameless!" Qiu Jing's face was ugly, she had been annoyed with the title since the night he took away her first night.

Disgusted eyes stared at the man at the door, "Mu Ziqian, can you get out of my sight?"

The man squinted slightly, the cold light at the bottom of his eyes faded with the evil smile hooked up at the corner of his mouth, and said coldly: "No!"

Qiu Jing was angry, "Don't you know that breaking into the door is a crime?"

"Breaking the law?" he smiled wildly and nodded a few times, "Cheng! ”

Qiu Jinghao is not used to his attitude, and he always has the virtue of not being afraid of heaven and earth.

But when I think about it, for a chaebol who has power and money, and secretly the hall master of the Dragon and Tiger Hall, he turns his hands into clouds and covers his hands for rain in country A, what is there to fear!

However, now the only way to get rid of him is to ask for help from the police!

She retracted her eyes, calmly went to take the telephone on the bedside table, the quilt slipped down when she leaned out, and the fragrant shoulders and snow back were exposed to the man's sight, Mu Ziqian's eyes were a little deeper, and the fingers hanging on her side unconsciously ran over a few times, and the fingers suddenly remembered the texture that was touched on her body six years ago, delicate, smooth and tender, making people greedy and enchanted.

She panicked and pressed San Francisco's distress number, '911', and he kindly reminded, "Honey, this is country A, please dial 110." ”

Qiu Jing pressed the phone to redial, and while she was waiting intently for it to be connected, a touch of Givenchy men's perfume rushed into her nose.

Qiu Jinghao's heart tightened, the warm breath hit her neck and shoulders, the mattress behind her sank, and then the strong and hot body leaned over, her waist tightened, and the man's powerful arm came up, Qiu Jing pretended to be calm and put down the phone, with a warning tone, and said angrily:

"Mu Ziqian, don't make yourself look like you've never seen a woman!"

In the face of her cynicism, Mu Ziqian just smiled, the smile was shallow, but the smile was deep, with his long arms extended, Qiu Jing's body shrank back, he supported the bed with both arms, and the man crossed the woman's body and fastened the phone on the bedside table.

When she turned back, her eyes swept over the woman's chest, and she lowered her head and kissed her heart, Qiu Jing instinctively protected her chest, her back fell directly on the bed, and her angry eyes stared at the man who was pressing on her body.

Mu Ziqian's hands were propped up on both sides of her head, looking down at the woman who had been in a mess, her long hair was scattered on the bed like a waterfall of ink, the ends of her hair curled like a whirlpool, her little face was flushed with a layer of rose red due to anger, her chest rose and fell, and the breathing sound made when she gasped was aphrodisiac, even the lower lip she bit because of anger was also sexy and seductive, Mu Ziqian would not tell her, even the way she looked when she was angry was so charming, and the rational balance gradually tilted towards the abyss of impulse.

"Have you seen enough?" she said angrily.

"I haven't seen you for six years, and you're doing well. He said playfully.

"Indecent!" she rolled his eyes, and there was undisguised hatred in her eyes.

He didn't care that she hated him, hate, and it was also an unforgettable feeling.

Mu Ziqian's eyes were slightly cold, and his voice was like thin ice cutting through his throat, "I still want to be more obscene!"

Qiu Jing has good eyes, she absolutely believes that he can say and do it!

The tone slowed down, and retreated into advance, "Mu Ziqian, can we talk calmly?"

"......" she relented, and he didn't intend to fight with her, "Okay, what do you want to talk about?"

Qiu Jing didn't like the two of them being so close, and the closer she got to Mu Ziqian, the more she could feel the dangerous sense of oppression on him.

Pretending to be calm, he said, "You get up, let's talk." ”

It's so close, I really want to sleep with her.

Mu Ziqian took a deep breath undetectably, and her sword eyebrows couldn't help but raise slightly, she still didn't have any smell on her body, she never sprayed perfume, and the shower gel and shampoo she used didn't have any flavor extraction.

She was a woman without any taste, like the air, like the sun, like the wind of a summer night.

He can't leave it, and he can't touch it, but it's full of temptation.