Chapter 671: Art
"Yeon-yeon, have you eaten enough?" Yan Zhihe put down the knife in his hand, wiped his mouth slowly, and looked at Song Yan.
Seeing that the food on the plate in front of her was only a little missing, she couldn't help frowning and said, "It's not good for you to only eat such a little, it will take a lot of physical strength for a while!" ”
Song Yan became alert when he heard his words, and looked at Yan Zhihe with his eyes: "What do you mean, what are we going to do later?" Don't come nonsense! ”
"How can you call Hu Lai? We are the most intimate relationship between men and women, isn't this the best fermentation of feelings? Yan Zhihe looked at Song Yan's beautiful face and muttered, "What a beautiful face......
Song Yan got up in fright, turned his head and ran towards the living room.
Yan Zhihe's eyes were like cats catching prey, and his eyes tracked her figure with a playful light.
Song Yan ran into a house in a panic, quickly closed the door and locked it and stood at the door, panting loudly.
She kept praying in her heart that Su Ruoning could see her news so that she could bring someone to save her.
From a distance, he heard footsteps slowly approaching, and through a door, Yan Zhihe seemed to be able to hear a clear panting sound coming from inside the door.
"Yeon-yeon, so you like this kind of game!" Yan Zhihe's voice came in, and the tone that seemed to be smiling made Song Yan's fear unprecedented, she didn't know what he would do next, she felt that Yan Zhihe had become a complete madman now.
For some reason, the words that Si Han said suddenly appeared in her mind, the more impeccable elegance and self-cultivation she looked, the more crazy the person behind her became, it turned out that he really wore a good mask.
"How can food not be accompanied by a glass of wine, I wonder if Yanyan has found that the taste of wine is more peculiar?" Yan Zhihe suddenly said such a sentence.
Song Yan's eyes widened, and as soon as he said it, he found that he was a little dizzy, wouldn't it be so miserable, add something to the wine? The more she thought about it, the more she felt that her whole body was starting to soften, she had begun to stand unsteadily, the light in the room was very dark, she found the switch and turned on the light.
An even greater sense of dizziness hit, and Song Yan fell to the ground, holding his eyes to take a look at the environment in the room.
At this glance, she almost fainted with fright.
It turned out that the walls on all four sides were densely plastered with photos, and the photos were all nude photos of girls.
Song Yan felt a chill in his heart......
"Why hasn't there been any movement, have you already enjoyed my work?" Yan Zhihe seemed to be able to see Song Yan inside the door and was motionless when he saw the photos on the wall.
"Do you see that empty piece on the wall, it's just for you! Do you want to see the most perfect art born with your own eyes? Yan Zhihe said as he took out a bunch of keys from his hand.
Song Yan felt weak, she tried to stand up but couldn't move, she opened her mouth to scold Yan Zhihe but found that she could only say a few words weakly, and through the door, she couldn't hear it at all.
Song Yan's heart was like ashes, she felt that she might be finished, she didn't have the slightest strength in her body, but after the vertigo, her spirit was very clear, and she could even clearly hear the small movements coming from the door.
With an imperative smile on his face, Yan Zhihe slowly inserted the key, and with a slight turn, the door slowly opened.
Song Yan, who was lying on the ground and couldn't move, appeared in front of her, and the moment she saw Yan Zhihe, her eyes were full of horror.
"You....... Perverted. Song Yan remembered scolding, her voice was extraordinarily small because of her lack of strength, and it fell on Yan Zhihe's ears like a coquette.
"You're going to love art like me!" Yan Zhihe said a word, looking at Song Yan's eyes full of madness, he walked to Song Yan's side and hugged her.
Then gently put it on the bed.
There was only a pure white sheet on the bed, Song Yan lay on it, feeling sick in her heart, this looking at the clean bed I don't know how many women have been lying down.
"If you hadn't been resisting my closeness, this wall would have been covered with pictures!" Yan Zhihe looked up and swept the photos on the wall.
His somewhat cold fingers swept across Song Yan's face: "Let me guess, you've already slept with that bastard Si Han, right?" ”
"It's none of your business!" Song Yan's eyes were a little moist, and the feeling of her heart like ashes made her want to cry for a while, but she couldn't hold back.
"It's okay, I won't mind your impurity! Flawed beauty makes art, doesn't it? Yan Zhihe said in a deep voice as he leaned close to Song Yan's ear, exhaled lightly, and put his hand on her collar.
Song Yan closed her eyes, and her body trembled a little uncontrollably......
At such a dangerous moment, she missed Si Han incomparably.
The collar has been untied little by little, and then he put his hand on his pants, Song Yan was so sad that he was about to faint, but he still couldn't stop his messy hand, and soon, Song Yan only had underwear and underwear left all over his body.
"What a sexy stunner!" With a greedy light in his eyes, Yan Zhihe reached out and picked up the camera on the table, and took several photos at Song Yan crackling, he stopped and approached Song Yan again.
"Now let's get rid of the obscure clothes." Yan Zhihe said a word, and his hand was stretched out.
Song Yan's eyes flashed with despair, and she looked at Yan Zhihe with a prayer in her eyes.
"Don't ......."
"Don't? It's not time for your Song family to stand in front of me with money! Why didn't you say no at that time? Yan Zhihe's eyes flashed with hatred.
His hand was already on his underwear......
At this time, there was a sudden rush knock outside the door, interrupting Yan Zhihe's movements.
He was interrupted, his face impatient, and he didn't want to pay attention to it, but the sound outside the door kept ringing as if it wouldn't stop, and the door was slammed.
Yan Zhihe got up helplessly, walked to the door, and carefully closed the door of the room, and then walked towards the door.
"Who?" Yan Zhihe shouted.
"Sir, we are from the property, please open the door, we have something to look for you!" A somewhat familiar voice came from outside the door.
Yan Zhihe took a closer look at the cat's eyes, and saw that the two people standing outside the door were indeed people on the property who could always be seen when entering and exiting, so he opened the door with confidence and asked, "What's the matter with me?" ”
The two property personnel looked at each other, but before they could answer, two men suddenly jumped out of their side and slammed into the crack in the door.
When Yan Zhihe reacted, he tried his best to close the door, but he didn't have the strength of the two strong men, and after a few strokes, the door was opened, and Yan Zhihe was also knocked to the ground by this huge force.
"What are you going to do?"