A night of torture.

In the past, he didn't use this method to toss her, but at that time she loved him, even if she felt ashamed in her heart, but in order to please him, she would still try to cater to him jerkyly.

And now she is left with only stiffness and rejection.

This kind of thing is only interesting if you are wishful thinking. But she kept biting her lip and refused to give a response, and Zhan Qi soon felt bored.

Seeing her as if she was being tortured, Zhan Qi's heart was full of anger, he didn't want such a Song Qingge, he wanted the woman who would please him in bed and be tactful and coquettish under him.

Thinking like this, a thought suddenly flashed in his mind, and he smiled and said in her ear: "Haven't you always wanted to see your daughter, why don't you do this, as long as you serve me well, I will let you see her tomorrow, how about it?" ”

As soon as the words fell, Song Qingge really trembled, and his eyes fell on him, full of disbelief, "What did you say?" ”

How could he use their children to blackmail her into doing such a thing......

Zhan Qi just smiled, "You don't have to pretend to be so surprised, this is your specialty, isn't it?" In the past, you dug out your mind to go to my bed, and now you are given this opportunity, what are you still pretending to be reserved. ”

She glared at him with red eyes, gritted her teeth and hated: "That's also your daughter, Zhan Qi, you bastard!" ”

Seeing that she still refused to give in, Zhan Qi was also annoyed, and pinched her chin with cold eyes, "There is only one chance, whether to beg me, or if you don't want to see your daughter again, you choose." ”

After saying that, he got up and made a gesture to leave, Song Qingge saw that he was about to leave, thinking about his weak daughter, dignity and this body seemed to be less important.

Just when Zhan Qi's hand was already on the doorknob, the hem of his clothes was suddenly grabbed, and then her trembling voice followed, "Please...... Please......"

As soon as the words fell, Zhan Qi felt that his whole body was hot, and he turned around and took her to the bed.

She finally gave in, obviously ashamed and wanted to die, but she had to do her best to please him, such a self made her feel as if she was a prostitute. Woman.

The night passed like this, and it wasn't until dawn that he finally had his best and fell asleep contentedly, but Song Qingge had already fainted from exhaustion.

In the early morning of the next day, Zhan Qi woke up first. Far from making him feel tired, the night's pleasure made him feel refreshed.

In fact, since he met her by chance in the mall, he suddenly found that he still had desires for her, obviously she was just standing there obediently, but he already felt that his body was a little hot. And last night's one was the most enjoyable for him in so many years after their divorce.

She was still as jerky and stiff as before, and she couldn't compare to the skillful initiative of other women, but he felt that she was more attractive than those women.

Thinking like this, the corners of Zhan Qi's mouth opened into a smile, and he propped his elbows to look at her face.

They had met a few times since they met again, but he hadn't looked at her closely, so now he found that she had really lost a lot of weight, with almost no flesh on her face, a pointed chin, deep-set eyes, and dry tears on her face. Even her hair wasn't as good as it used to be, the ends were dry and yellow, like a handful of straw. He remembered that her hair used to be very beautiful, black and long, and supple over her shoulders, and when she slept, her green hair would always cover the bed, as smooth as satin.

Looking at her state, you know that she has not had a good time in the past few years.