Looking at Mr. Zhang, who was secretly exerting strength in his goblet, the cup had cracked lines...... Ye Keqing couldn't help but be afraid.

She didn't dare to forget the lesson of the last time, and her teeth hurt and softened when she thought of it.

"Brother Han, the wine is gone, I'll fill it for you." The night in the slit red dress is sweet, and she wants to reconcile the atmosphere.

No, Zhang Tinghan's terrifying eyes came over, and his bloodthirsty eyes were like irrational beasts, covered with bursting blood.

Ye Keqing was brutally dragged over and forced to sit on Zhang Tinghan's lap.

Zhang Tinghan hugged her small waist, looked down at her at close range, smiled charmingly, and his bloodthirsty eyes grabbed her heart.

She breathed rapidly, her heart was locked in a cage by him, and she didn't even breathe. She looked at him in amazement and asked shyly, "Brother Han, what do you want to do?" ”

Both scared and expecting unspeakable things to happen to him.

"What the hell did you drug me, you charming little goblin?" Zhang Tinghan asked indifferently.

So much so that he gradually lost himself and became unaware of himself.

“？” Ye Keqing was stunned and couldn't understand what he was saying, but she knew in her heart that Zhang Tinghan was treating her as a soup.

He sank and suppressed the resentment in his heart. His hatred for her was not only at the engagement banquet, he was forcibly married by her like a woman, played by her, and had no dignity.

At that time, Tang Ximu's father was despicable and clumsy, and he used despicable means to hollow out the Zhang family's family, which caused their Zhang family to survive and not have a good time, and later he tried his best to support the Zhang family's family business.

It was also at that time that his father missed the best time for treatment because of the setback of his career, the debt, and the lack of money for treatment, so that he is now sick and in pain.

This hatred is not shared.

Zhang Tinghan suddenly pinched Ye Keqing's jaw and forced her to face him.

Ye Keqing's mouth was forced to open, his eyes widened, and the prosthesis of his chin was almost pinched out by him.

"Little slut, I'll let you have a good time......"

Zhang Tinghan scolded the dirtiest words, grabbed the red wine bottle on the table, poured wine into her mouth, and used her as a soup to vent the anger in his heart.

The gurgling alcohol poured into her stomach, and her stomach slowly swelled and hurt.

Ye Keqing was uncomfortably half-squinted, unable to breathe, she struggled desperately, but she couldn't break free from his claws.

Until she was endangered, her eyes were blurred and distorted, and there was only one breath left.

Zhang Tinghan stopped, smashed the empty wine bottle to the ground, and the sound of the glass shattering was piercing, more shocking than anything else.

Ye Keqing gasped roughly, looking at Zhang Tinghan, like a fish stranded on the beach, breathing with its mouth open, the red wine in her mouth slowly flowed out from the corners of her mouth, flowing all over her neck.

Zhang Tinghan lowered his eyes and looked down at her condescendingly, with an unfinished evil smile on his lips.

His fingers ran over her lips and slowly descended, teasing her chin.

"Do you want it?" He laughed uninhibitedly.

"I want to ......" Ye Keqing turned out to be crazy, feeling happy and excited.

"Please, kneel down and beg me!" Zhang Tinghan roared angrily and pointed to the ground.

I don't know if he got drunk and went crazy or what.

The soft night was clear, his whole body was weak, and he did not hesitate, like a snake kneeling on the ground, kneeling and licking him, kissing his feet.

"Brother Han, I beg you, I want, I want ......" She was like a blue, pleasing him with low sloppiness, without dignity.

Zhang Tinghan didn't feel a trace of pleasure and conquest, and even a little frustration.

Ye Keqing is not that woman after all, no matter how much she looks like her, it is not her!

The woman would not whisper to him for mercy until she died, her eyes burning with resentment and ruthless perseverance when she glared at him, so unwilling and tenacious, constantly aroused his desire for conquest and bestiality, and constantly stimulated him to torture her.

She's not, she's just an imitation!

"Get out of here!" Zhang Tinghan pinched the cranial nerve and roared in Hedong.

Not wanting to see her plastic surgery face, pretentious, will only make him feel disgusted.