His thin lips moved, "Yanyan, you are really cheap." ”

[Yanyan, you are really cheap. 】

Yan Yan's nerves shook suddenly.

The same lines suddenly popped out of her mind, followed by those images from the past that surfaced one by one.

She was tightly wrapped in white sheets, her whole body aching, and she looked at him helplessly.

But he calmly stood beside the bed with a handsome face, and said these four words to her expressionlessly.

The green tendons on Yan Yan's forehead twitched slightly, forcing himself not to continue thinking about it.

Otherwise, she really won't be able to hold on.

Her movements immediately stopped, her body stepped back slightly, her eyes looked directly at Qi Hanxun, and her smile became sweeter and sweeter, "Yes, I am cheap, so I am not worthy of you." ”

"Then can you ask Qi Shao to raise his noble hand, show kindness, and stop killing me again."

Qi Hanxun's dark and deep eyes were like a deep pool that could not be seen, as if he wanted to suck people in.

His slender fingertips pinched her chin tightly, and his tone was a little inexplicable, "Who taught you this?" ”

Yan Yan blinked, looked at him innocently and stunned with a pair of eyes, and said with a smile: "Of course it's the man who raised me before." ”

Before the words fell, Qi Hanjun laughed, leaned in her ear, and said unhurriedly: "Did that group of men teach you not to tremble when flirting?" ”

The light above his head reflected on the man's handsome face, he hooked his lips, his slightly raised peach blossom eyes with a sly smile, and a warm and ambiguous electric current slowly flowed between the two.

"A million is a million." Qi Hanjun's cold fingertips touched her skin, like a snake climbing on her body, slowly sliding down.

Everywhere he touched, it would inexplicably bring her a shiver.

Compared to the temptation she had just made, his current actions were even more daring and unrestrained.

He leaned close to her face and said word by word: "From now on, Yanyan, your life belongs to me." ”

Yan Yan's smile finally fell, "If you hate me so much, why don't you just kill me?" ”

Qi Hanjun chuckled lightly and said slowly: "Wouldn't it be more enjoyable than letting you die directly and slowly torture you to death?" ”

On ruthlessness.

This world is definitely no better than Qi Hanxun.

Yan Yan lowered his head slightly, and his lips trembled: "When will the money arrive?" ”

Qi Hanjun glanced at her and replied nonchalantly: "Of course, it depends on what you sell to me." ”

A smile appeared on the corner of Yan Yan's lips, and she said in a very soft voice, "Right now." ”

Everything after that was so natural.

He carried her into the bedroom, and cold kisses fell on her everywhere.

The two of them are obviously so close, but he doesn't have the slightest tenderness at all.

It hurts.

It really hurts.

For one million, she completely sold herself to Qi Hanxun.

To her, he was nothing more than a stranger in the middle of nowhere. Her past with him, she's just an outsider. Everyone only remembered what she had done, but no one thought that she was now an amnesiac.

And Qi Hanjun is not a man who pities the fragrance and cherishes the jade, he looked at her coldly, "Yanyan, relax." ”

Yan Yan didn't dare to scream, she didn't reach out to hug him, her forehead was full of fine sweat, desperately clutching the sheets under her, she tried to adapt herself to his existence.

When she relaxed, Qi Hanjun no longer suppressed herself.

A love affair is hearty at the end.