He Yiming let out a cold snort in his nose, he got out of the car, ripped off his tie, unbuttoned his cuffs, and strode towards the men.

Those people wanted to bully more and less, but when they were just about to approach He Yiming, He Yiming suddenly raised his fist and hit the person closest to him without hesitation.

Before the man could react, he was punched by He Yiming unguardedly, his feet were unstable, and the whole person took several steps back, and then stumbled and fell to the ground beetle.

"Who are you? How dare you do it with your grandfather? I think you're tired of being alive, aren't you? The person at the head roared arrogantly.

However, before his words fell, He Yiming stepped forward and kicked the man to the ground directly, holding his legs and curling into a ball, grinning in pain.

"Who am I? You'd better inquire, my woman, you dare to move, you really ate the bear's heart and leopard's gall! He Yiming said viciously.

Immediately, he stretched out his big hand and dragged another man close to him over, and without hesitation, he beat him violently.

The man who grabbed Wen Qing watched his brother being beaten, but he didn't dare to step forward to help at all.

He left Wen Qing behind, waiting for an opportunity to escape, but was blocked by He Yiming, still unceremoniously clenched his fist, and smashed it hard at the man's face.

"Get out! Don't let me see you again, or I'll let you die a terrible death!" He Yiming's eyes were red with anger, and the eyes that swept over these people became more and more trembling.

Even if a few men were not convinced, they could only run away in disgrace because they couldn't beat He Yiming.

After confirming that there was no danger, He Yiming's gaze fell on Wen Qing.

At this time, she had already fainted, her clothes were disheveled, her long hair was messy, and she was lying on the ground obliquely, which made He Yiming's heart ache when she looked at it.

He Yiming frowned, walked over and picked up Wen Qing, and walked quickly in the direction of the car.

At this moment, a lot of thoughts flashed through his heart, and he was even wondering if she had encountered such a thing alone in the past three years, and had anyone around her help her?

After putting Wen Qing in the co-pilot seat, He Yiming just wanted to pull out his hand, but Wen Qing suddenly reflexively kept his arm, and rubbed his little face.

He Yiming was surprised for a moment, and after a while, he lowered his head, and saw Wen Qing frowning slightly, pouting slightly, with a frightened expression.

His heart softened, and the idea of sending her back to the Wen family was dispelled.

"Wen Qing, don't be afraid, with me, I won't let anyone hurt you." He Yiming whispered, patted her hand comfortingly, and then kissed her lightly on the forehead.

*

Half an hour later, the car stopped at the door of the coastal villa, and He Yiming walked in with Wen Qing in his arms.

No one has lived here since Wen Qing left, he actually comes here once a week, but he only walks around the house, and then leaves from here.

He hasn't spent a single night in this place for three years.

Because here, his thoughts will flood and he will be in the silence of the night, and he will be in agony in the memories of him.

Holding Wen Qing and walking towards the bedroom, He Yiming felt a trace of excitement in his heart, as if this was the wedding night for two people.

Placing Wen Qing on the bed, He Yiming bowed slightly and sat down on the side.

After three years of separation, he still hasn't taken a good look at the woman he has been thinking about in his heart.

The buttons on Wen Qing's chest had been torn, and He Yiming's eyes couldn't help but fall on her chest, and the proud spring color fell into his sight.

In the quiet night, he could even hear the sound of himself swallowing, and the *** in his heart was stirred up.

He got up several times and tried to leave the bedroom, but he couldn't move at all.

After drinking, Wen Qing's face became much more ruddy, and under the illumination of the bedroom light, it was even more beautiful.

He quietly looked at the sleeping woman, and the next second he lay down next to her, his fingers gently caressing Wen Qing's cheeks, nose, and red lips.

Maybe it was a little itchy by He Yiming's fingers, Wen Qing squirmed, but rolled into his arms unguardedly.

In He Yiming's arms, Wen Qing found a comfortable position, she leaned on his shoulder, one leg climbed on his waist.

Such an unscrupulous posture can only be done when Wen Qing is unconscious.

A long-lost smile bloomed on He Yiming's face, thinking about Wen Qing's subconscious reaction, did it mean that he was different in her heart?

From the time she was carried into the car, her dependence, and now her posture, had to make He Yiming think more, she remembered herself in her bones and did not reject herself.

Just when He Yiming was thinking about it, Wen Qing's arm quickly wrapped around He Yiming's neck, and everything was so natural, as if the two of them had done it thousands of times earlier.

Feeling the extra hand on his neck, He Yiming subconsciously tilted his head to look at her, and saw her moving little face, which was magnified several times in front of his eyes, and his gaze happened to fall on her soft lips.

For a moment, He Yiming felt a tightness in his body.

There was no doubt that he wanted to do something about her.

In fact, He Yiming did make corresponding moves.

As soon as he turned his head, his lips touched hers, and when the thin lips touched, his heart pounded like a drum.

Wen Qing murmured slightly, He Yiming was slightly stunned, and then a wicked smile suddenly bloomed on his well-defined face.

After that, he slowed down his movements, and just ran the tip of his tongue across the corners of her lips, gently licking and devouring the warm and red lips.

When doing these things, He Yiming was tentative, Wen Qing's resistance to him, he didn't know, but he knew very well that no matter what, he would not give up Wen Qing this time.

But soon, He Yiming could feel that Wen Qing opened her mouth slightly, as if she was catering to herself.

This discovery surprised him at the same time, but he couldn't help but be happy in his heart.

Originally, he just wanted to hug her and kiss her, but when she suddenly sent out an invitation, He Yiming couldn't bear it anymore, and switched the positions of the two as soon as he turned over.

It was also at this moment that He Yiming knew very well in his heart how much he loved the woman in front of him.

She has always lived in his heart, and without him knowing it, she always touches her heart.

Because he loves her, only when he faces her, the throbbing in his heart can't be stopped.

Xu is alcohol played a role, and He Yiming quickly felt Wen Qing's enthusiasm.

With his instinctive movements, he could still feel her initiative towards him, even though she was still jerky.

After a beautiful night, He Yiming woke up with great satisfaction.

Turning his head and looking at Wen Qing who was still sleeping in his arms, he couldn't help but bend the corners of his mouth, and his heart was at peace.

How long has it been since I've had a good night's sleep like this?

He Yiming couldn't remember it clearly, but he knew that the feeling at this time was what he had been looking for, and it was also something he cherished very much.

Wen Qing suddenly turned over and faced He Yiming.

Her snooze appearance, like a cat, made He Yiming laugh.

Suddenly, she frowned, He Yiming felt funny and distressed in his heart, and couldn't help but reach out and rub her eyebrows lightly with his fingertips, and Wen Qing obediently stretched her eyebrows.

The first rays of sunlight in the morning poured in through the gaps in the curtains, and Wen Qing finally woke up.

She woke up from a hangover, her head was dizzy and aching, and even her body was sore and sore.

But soon, she realizes that something is wrong, because there is a man lying next to her.

"Ah......h

Wen Qing couldn't help but shouted again.

"Morning!" He Yiming couldn't help but smile, greeted her in a good mood, and didn't mind his state at the moment.

"Wake up so early, come here, and sleep a little longer." After He Yiming finished speaking, he opened his arms and wanted to take Wen Qing into his arms.

"Bastard, what the hell did you do to me?" Wen Qing wanted to sort things out, but she didn't remember what happened last night.

"What was done? This one...... You really don't remember? He Yiming smiled slyly.

Wen Qing wrapped herself in a ball, she closed her eyes, trying to remember what happened last night, but she didn't know why she only remembered that she told Wu Guanguan that she was going to walk home.

"Alone, don't go out to drink, fortunately I arrived in time yesterday, otherwise ......" Before He Yiming's words were finished, Wen Qing suddenly glared at He Yiming fiercely.

She remembered how she had met a few hooligans on the road, but she didn't remember anything about what had happened next.

But according to He Yiming's words, it was not difficult for Wen Qing to guess that He Yiming sent those hooligans.

However, Wen Qing didn't believe He Yiming's words.