The remaining shred of reason told Pan Shiqiang that this woman could not be touched.

Be sure to leave.

It's a pity that under the influence of alcohol and drugs, his body has betrayed him.

When he stood up, he suddenly spun around, staggered and unstable, and almost knocked over the chair with a bang.

Pang Yan's eyes were quick, and she rushed over in time to support him.

"You've drunk too much and can't leave."

She exhaled like a blue and whispered softly in his ear.

The voice was so soft and intoxicating that it was so crisp that it was impossible to refuse.

Her movements and positions are very precise.

I don't know if I have rehearsed it beforehand, or if I have become accustomed to such a scenario.

In short, when she held Pan Shiqiang, she put her plump and proud twin peaks against his palm.

The seductive body fragrance mixed with the faint smell of Chanel came to his face, and he felt the softness of the palm of his hand, and Pan Shiqiang's organ that was already about to move was affected by the drug and suddenly held his head high.

Then, Pang Yan sent her fresh and soft lips like rose petals in time, and sealed Pan Shiqiang's mouth without refusal.

Then, with a nimble tongue, he easily pried open his closed teeth, conquered the city, and explored the ......

A thrilling electric current quickly spread from the tip of his tongue throughout his body, and the last bit of reason in Pan Shiqiang's mind finally collapsed.

With a low roar, he grabbed Pang Yan's willow-like slender waist, and slammed her up and pressed her to the dining table.

Cups, dishes and dishes fell to the ground, but they no longer had time to care, only a storm of kissing, tearing, kneading, and gnawing.

At the age of the dragon spirit and tiger, coupled with the dual effects of drugs and alcohol, coupled with the repeated teasing of the glamorous young woman, Pan Shiqiang finally broke out regardless of Qiē.

They kissed all the way from the dining table to the big empty bed in the bedroom, the clothes scattered all over the floor, and the passion and respite filled the huge room, boiling.

A strong woman with a net worth of tens of millions, an arrogant and noble woman, and an ordinary low-level young man*silk, two people who seem to have no intersection, but they blend together.

For Pang Yan, who has been single for a long time and relies on wind and snow to relieve loneliness all year round, her ability in bed can be described as experienced in a hundred battles, but most of what she has experienced before is an old perverted man who has been hollowed out by wine and wealth, or a professional duck brother who relies on drugs to barely get along.

In short, this two-man battle lasted for a small half of the night, and he refused to stop after three ebb and flow.

Then, Pan Shiqiang fell asleep on the bed on all fours like a fish that had been drained, while Pang Yan was flushed, leaning on the head of the bed contentedly, admiring his sweat-stained young body while leisurely lighting a lady's cigarette.

Then, she saw the phone that had fallen under the bed, crushed under a pair of panties and two socks.

Pan Shiqiang's mobile phone.

She picked it up and found that there were five missed calls and twenty WeChat messages on it, all from Pan Shiqiang's little girlfriend.

The name of the little girlfriend is - Lian.

Apparently, Lian had been waiting at home, waiting for Pan Shiqiang to return to the cheap rental house they rented, eat dumplings for Chinese New Year's Eve dinner together, and watch the Spring Festival Gala from the old second-hand TV.

Judging from the WeChat profile picture, Lian is a working girl with an ordinary appearance and figure, with an indelible grassroots atmosphere.

Pan Shiqiang is an unsuspecting person, his mobile phone is not locked, Pang Yan effortlessly opened his photo album and admired it with interest.

There are not many photos inside, most of them are selfies of this young couple, the locations are Zhonghai, there are gold dials, and Puhu Lake, all of which are ordinary attractions in Binzhou that do not need to buy tickets. They snuggled happily together, making all kinds of happy gestures and smiling contentedly.

Looking at these, Pang Yan suddenly felt a little jealous.

Although as long as she wants, with a wave of her hand, a group of people can rush over, but she knows very well that their laughter is fake, and their love is fake.

Oh no, there is no such thing as love......

Then, Pang Yan extinguished the cigarette butt, and a mischievous smile suddenly appeared on her face.

Take a selfie, right?

I would ...... too

When Pan Shiqiang woke up from a deep sleep and opened his eyes, it was already seven o'clock in the morning on the first day of the first lunar month.

The first thing that caught my eye was the white arm on his chest.

Pang Yan curled up in his arms like a cat, still asleep.

Pan Shiqiang rubbed his temples with a splitting headache, and his memory quickly recovered.

Worst!

He immediately realized the severity of the matter.

He gently took Pang Yan's arm away, quietly got out of bed, took his mobile phone, quickly got dressed, and ran out of the big villa as if he were running away.

In the early morning of the first day of the Lunar New Year, all the shops are closed, with bright and festive Spring Festival couplets pasted on them, and there is not a single taxi on the entire street.

Pan Shiqiang was unkempt and disheveled, and ran like crazy on the empty streets.

Run!

Lian's mobile phone has been unable to get through, and the prompt has been turned off.

He knew that he was sorry for Lian.

Lian was not on duty during the Spring Festival this year, she could have gone home to reunite with her family for the holiday, but she didn't, she stayed, the reason was to accompany him, afraid that he would be lonely and lonely.

Last night he asked Lian to wait for him to have a Chinese New Year's Eve dinner to watch the Spring Festival Gala together, and Lian wrapped dumplings and waited for him in their rental house alone.

And he fooled around with the glamorous rich woman and didn't return all night......

Pan Shiqiang knew that Lian would never forgive him.

However, he is still anxious to find her, he wants to admit his mistakes to her, say sorry to her, and be willing to make up for her in any way and alleviate his sins and guilt.

An hour later, Pan Shiqiang, sweating and panting, finally slammed open the door of the rental house.

"Lotus! Lotus......! ”

His hysterical shouts echoed through the empty room.

Lian is gone.

A large plate of dumplings that had been ordered was still on the table, and it had long been frozen in cold.

She took away the mobile phone card, but left her mobile phone, which Pan Shiqiang bought for her.

Pan Shiqiang slumped in his chair and picked up his phone in despair.

Above, it was a photo of him and Pang Yan on the bed last night, the big bed was messy, and both of them were naked.

Syllable!

The phone slipped in his hand and fell to the floor.

Lotus......

Pan Shiqiang covered his face, tears raining down.

Lian took all her clothes and luggage with her.

But today is the first day of the Lunar New Year, and she can't find a taxi, so she can only walk or take a ride to the station!

If you're lucky, you should be in time.

Thinking of this, Pan Shiqiang even forgot to close the door, and rushed out of the house like a gust of wind.

The sweat that hadn't had time to subside came up again, and he began to run wildly on the empty Binzhou Street again.

Lotus, where are you?

Where are you?!!

Cui Yunxuan called, but Lian never went back.

I have looked for all the hotels that are still open in the vicinity, but no!

Station, no!

For the first time, Pan Shiqiang felt that the city of Binzhou was so big, there were so many streets, and he was so weak.

Finally, exhausted, he collapsed on the side of the road, basking himself in the warm sun on the first day of the new year.

Occasionally, passers-by turned their curious eyes to him, speculating on the New Year's story of this down-and-out young man.

Tears rolled down from his closed eyes, and memories flooded through Pan Shiqiang's mind.

From the first meeting, to falling in love, to holding hands for the first time, kissing for the first time, and living together for the first time, Lian's smile and smile all emerged like movie shots.

Finally, he opened his eyes.

The tears in his eyes were gone, replaced by a raging flame.

It was the flame of anger, the flame of vengeance.

He clenched his fists and made a clicking sound.

Pang Yan!

That's right, it's all her!

It's all the shameless stinky woman who is to blame!

Drugged himself in wine and deliberately sent photos to Lian, this qiē is all Pang Yan's conspiracy!

She herself died of her husband, and when she saw other people's warblers and Yanyan, she became jealous and beat the mandarin ducks!

Damn woman!

You took the lotus away from me, and I must make you pay!

For Pan Shiqiang, today is definitely no less than participating in a marathon.

He went on a rampage all the way and soon rushed back to Pang Yan's big villa.

The courtyard door of the villa was closed, and he rang the doorbell frantically.

Pang Yan didn't respond, as if she wasn't at home at all.

Pan Shiqiang was annoyed and angry, and began to yelling and kicking the iron door.

Pang Yan still didn't react.

The door wasn't too high, and Pan Shiqiang decided to climb in.

Unfortunately, as soon as he started to climb, two broad-shouldered property security guards rushed over, yelled and restrained him, grabbed his arms, and dragged him out of the gate.

"Let me in! I am Pang Yan's younger brother! Pang Yan is my sister! In a hurry, Pan Shiqiang shouted.

"Come on, it's Ms. Pang who called us, saying that she doesn't know you at all, let's get rid of you!" A security guard sneered.

Soon, Pan Shiqiang was thrown at the gate of the community, like a pile of garbage.

He got up unbearably and heard the threatening voice of the security guard: "Boy, for the sake of the New Year, I will spare you, and if you dare to break in, I will call the police!" ”

Pan Shiqiang knew that he would never be able to go in again.

But he was not reconciled.

He swore that he must find Pang Yan and break this damn woman into pieces!

……

Some are destined to be missed.

Pan Shiqiang ran back and forth at Binzhou Station, looking around, but never found the shadow of Lian.

What he never expected was that as soon as he left in frustration and disappointment, Lian entered the station from the other side.

Today, did not leave the car back to her hometown.

Guesthouses and hotels are too expensive, and Lian doesn't have the courage to rent them.

After taking a turn around the empty station, Lian sat down on her duffel bag in despair, hiding her face and crying.

When Pang Yan sent her the photos to see, she showed off by the way, saying that Pan Shiqiang had been with her for a long time.

The reason why I haven't made it clear to her is because I'm afraid she won't be able to stand it.

Lian was stunned at the time.

Being betrayed and teased by the person she trusts and loves the most, Lian feels her heart dripping blood, as if the whole world has collapsed.

She just wants to go home now......