Yan Murong had already taken off the virgin hat that had been worn on his head for more than 20 years, and he was no longer the turtle who had nosebleeds wildly before he saw any key parts.

What is the best way to face a woman who wants your life and is still very beautiful?

At least Yan Murong felt that when dealing with such a woman, it was best to let her bleed - provided that this woman was still in perfect shape.

Obviously, Dong Wuyan meets all of the above conditions. Although she is a woman who only loves women, Yan Murong will not dislike it.

A senior once said that a virgin is like a crumb of bread because you don't know when she's going to be taken by a bird.

Another predecessor said that women are not used to understand, but to conquer.

So, Yan Murong decided to conquer Dong Wuyan.

The clothes were torn, and Dong Wuyan stopped struggling, but those smart eyes were staring at Yan Murong deadly, his eyes were full of resentment, and even Yan Murong felt that strong murderous aura, even stronger than when he was in Victoria.

This woman, obviously can't do any kung fu, how can she have such a strong murderous aura?

Seeing that Dong Wuyan was struggling, Yan Murong was overjoyed, freed up one hand, rudely removed Dong Wuyan's coat, and then, without unbuttoning his bra, he still ripped it off with this rude behavior. Then, the two snow-white balls on Dong Wuyan's chest were exposed to the air.

"You're here to me?" Dong Wuyan looked at Yan Murong and asked lightly.

Yan Murong was speechless.

He didn't have this plan, but who let his old man have a relationship with Dong Xingbang, this woman can't be beaten or killed.

So, Yan Murong thought, anyway, Old Man Dong has to marry one of his two granddaughters to himself, so it should be no problem for him to go first, right?

"If you want to get on, hurry up, if you don't get on, get out." Dong Wuyan didn't struggle at all, but his tone became more cold.

As soon as he was stimulated by Dong Wuyan's words, Yan Murong became even more angry.

Look at it, look at her eyes, it's clear that she looks down on herself. Above? On it, on it.

Dong Wuyan didn't struggle, Yan Murong straightened up, ripped off the pants under Dong Wuyan, and then quickly stripped himself off, without even making a prelude, he directly lay on Dong Wuyan's body.

Dong Wuyan still didn't struggle, but the moment Yan Murong was strong, the expression on his face was extremely painful. But after the pain, he returned to that cold expression.

"Why don't you call?" Yan Murong raised his head in a hurry, looked at Dong Wuyan and asked strangely.

Dong Wuyan didn't speak, he simply turned his head to the side, leaving Yan Murong with half of the back of his head.

There is a popular saying on the Internet: Life is like a strong ~ rape, since you can't resist, then lie down and enjoy.

However, Dong Wuyan neither resisted nor enjoyed, which made Yan Murong embarrassed.

It's like the Chinese men's football team finally rushed into the World Cup, you went to watch the game with passion, but after three group games, they came back with a bunch of duck eggs.

It's a very uncomfortable feeling – even if you can't win, you have to score a goal.

In other words, Yan Murong felt that even if Dong Wuyan didn't resist, she should cooperate.

Yan Murong can't do this kind of passionless thing.

Getting up from the bed, Yan Murong quickly got dressed, but his eyes glanced at the blush on the bed.

Yan Murong suddenly found that she really had no way to take this woman, she couldn't fight or kill, and she used this method, and she still refused to give in, which was really discouraging.

It's like catching a captive, I'm not afraid of him begging for mercy, I'm afraid that he will have a hard mouth, and he won't respond to any moves.

"Are you satisfied?" Dong Wuyan didn't move, just lay naked on the bed, staring at Yan Murong and said. There was not a hint of emotion in his tone.

Satisfied? Yan Murong thought, it should be dissatisfied, right? But what if you are not satisfied, the clothes are all on, do you take them off again and pounce on them again?

"I-forget it, Qin Wushuang is still outside." Yan Murong made an excuse for himself, and was about to turn around and flash.

"Don't move."

To Yan Murong's surprise, Dong Wuyan suddenly screamed and sat up from the bed, but because the movement was too big, it involved the pain in his lower body, so he snorted again and fell on the bed.

Yan Murong laughed when he thought about it.

It seems that Qin Wushuang is quite important to her, Yan Murong thought evilly, could it be that the relationship between the two of them is that kind of relationship?

"If you don't move, you won't move, so I'm not very faceless?" Yan Murong said with a smile.

"You-you can't touch her, if you move her, the Qin family won't let you go."

"The Qin family is very powerful?" Yan Murong asked strangely. "Is your Dong family powerful?"

"Nope." Dong Wuyan shook his head.

"That'll do." Yan Murong laughed again, looked at Dong Wuyan and said. "I dare to even move you, are you still afraid of the Qin family?"

Dong Wuyan was stunned.

Yes, this bastard even dares to go on himself, does he still care about the Qin family?

"Dong Wuyan, don't take yourself too seriously." Looking at Dong Wuyan's distracted expression, Yan Murong said lightly. "I originally had no grievances with you, I just wanted to do something in Hong Kong, what about you? The first time you had some thoughts about me at Li Wenqi's birthday party, you even made it even more difficult for me - not to mention today. As I said earlier, those words were said by your old man, and they have nothing to do with me. ”

Dong Wuyan was unmoved, just looked at Yan Murong, as if he wanted to keep Yan Murong in his heart forever.

Of course, it's not love, it's hate.

When you love someone to the extreme, you have to keep him in your heart, and then no matter where that person is, dead or alive, you must remember him for a lifetime.

It's the same with hating someone, remember him in order to hate him for a lifetime.

It's just that this hatred is really a bit inexplicable.

"I won't move Qin Wushuang." Yan Murong said. "She's just fainted, and she'll probably wake up tomorrow morning — okay, I'm leaving." However, I warn you not to trouble me again. I'm not afraid of trouble, but I'm not afraid of trouble. Hello do it yourself. ”

What is it? Yan Murong's goods are now a typical owner who is cheap and obedient.

This bastard has given all the girls to others, and he can still say such righteous and awe-inspiring words that anyone who wants to slap him twice when they hear it.

But then again, Yan Murong is not too much.

You're bombarding me with bazookas, so I can't blow you up with a small steel cannon?