Qingqing, it's me
The man dragged her into the shadows and still didn't let go, the kiss was domineering, powerful, full of plunder and possession.
Qiu Yue couldn't see in the dark, her mouth and nose were filled with an aggressive male breath, and her heartbeat suddenly lost its rhythm like a drum. She frantically tried to lean towards the light, but her eyes were covered by a cold palm.
It's two people!
Belong to two men, different hands!
This realization aggravated her despair, and it was only at this moment that she realized that no amount of mental construction could reduce the panic when this moment came.
The powerlessness and horror of being completely in control was devastating, but what was even more terrifying was that she couldn't even control her senses.
The big hand that had been covering her eyes slid down and slapped her chin, and the fingers pinched her chin strongly.
At this time, Chunhua had finished writing and returned to the cubicle, and at this moment she was trembling, both happy and afraid, she knew that she had lost.
But she would rather be punished for losing than be humiliated like this..........
After thinking about it, the man they were competing with at first came out of the shadows, sighed in a low voice, and his cold voice was faintly contaminated: "It seems that the winner or loser has been decided, let me think about it, how should the loser be punished?" ”
The man's voice was a little more hoarse, and he said slowly: "Xia Hualing, let's play our own games." ”
With a movement of his arm, he pulled up Qiu Yue's clothes that had been scattered because of the struggle.
Xia Hualing was stunned for a moment, raised her eyebrows and smiled: "Even the surname was shouted, and he said that I would pick ...... first."
He snorted, glanced thoughtfully at Qiuyue in the dark, and then casually patted the cubicle and patted Chunhua's head: "Come with me, stay any longer, Brother Liangfeng should be rushed." ”
said that he took the lead and walked away with a long smile, and the back of the robe sleeves danced like a breeze, and the attitude was graceful.
After the two left, the man holding Qiuyue lazily asked, "What, Qingqing is afraid of this?" ”
Qiu Yue's body was still trembling like a fallen leaf in the autumn wind, her eyes couldn't see clearly at first glance, but her mind had recovered, and she asked in a trembling voice for a while: "You, who are you?" ”
"It's only been two years, Qingqing can't recognize me anymore, it's really chilling!"
At this time, the sound is really familiar. Qiu Yue hesitated and said, "Is it Lord Lu......"
"Well, why are you so rusty? Qingqing called me a cool breeze. ”
Qiu Yue closed her eyes and said abruptly, "The sin slave doesn't dare." ”
After studying it carefully, she and Lu Liangfeng had only met twice.
The first time was about four years ago, when her father was having a banquet in the house, and she knew that the guests were all in the front yard, so she dared to dress up as a girl and climbed into the library through the side window.
Although Fan Yang Zhang's family is not a big surname, it is also a poetry heirloom, after more than ten generations of washing, the library is famous all over the world, and the collection of books that were married to the Li family was brought over as a dowry. Ironically, although she is the daughter of the Zhang family, she rarely has the opportunity to enter the cabinet because of her humble background.
That day, she heard that her father had a new copy of "The Chronicles of Great Qi Scenery", and her heart was itching, so she took the opportunity to sneak in. There are not many people in their generation who like to study, and they are foolproof, but they never thought that she could pry the window and climb in, so she fell into a pair of strong arms. Immediately, a man laughed and said: "Where did the thief come from?" ”
She was frightened for a moment, and replied, "I am not a thief, I have come to pick up the book on the orders of my master." ”
But he was not fooled, and asked with a smile, "Did the master order you to climb the window?" ”