The end result, of course, is ......

Nothing.

Yan Yan didn't know what Qi Hanjun meant, but there was a anger spreading in his eyes, and of course she wouldn't take the initiative to provoke him again.

She sat quietly in his car, huddled in a ball, trying to weaken her presence.

It turned out that those self-righteous courages suddenly disappeared the moment they saw Yan Shuang.

She clutched her phone tightly.

Qi Hanjun felt that he couldn't bear the silence in the space more and more.

But he couldn't pry her mouth open.

The anger that had accumulated in his heart could not be released, and he slammed the accelerator to the end.

Qi Hanjun took her back to the apartment.

He kept holding her hand tightly, no matter how hard she struggled, it was useless.

As soon as he entered, he pressed her against the panel, and he leaned down and kissed her on the lips.

He seemed to contain all his anger in this deep kiss.

Yan Yan couldn't stand Qi Hanhuan's possessive tongue kiss, which was both lingering and restrictive, as if she wanted to bind her soul.

Her back was clinging to the cold wall, and the heat from him seemed to boil her.

Half cold and half hot, she closed her eyes with all her strength to resist, but she still couldn't resist the oncoming suffocation.

Her heart seemed to be pricked by a needle, she could finally catch her breath, her misty eyes met his dark and deep eyes, her pink lips opened slightly, "Don't ...... Qi Hanjun ......"

Her voice was full of whining crying, which stimulated Qi Hanhuan's nerves even more.

I always feel that her "Qi Hanxun" is much better than "Qi Shao".

He continued to lower his head, grinding with her lips and tongue, his deep voice with a hint of sexiness, "What do you say?" ”

Yan Yan was desperate in her heart, she began to resist biting him, but he took the opportunity to pry her teeth open, he swirled around in her mouth, sucking her tongue, and he finally forced her to the point where she could only whimper and gasp.

Yan Yan couldn't express any emotions in his heart, he just felt that this man was really too beastly.

What kind of abstinence male god is all nonsense!

Seeing that she gave up resistance, Qi Hanjun hugged her to the bed.

The two of them were skin to skin, and Yan Yan was trapped in his chest by him.

It's like her life is in his hands.

Yan Yan wanted to stretch out his legs and kick him away, but Qi Hanjun seemed to sense her murderous aura, and he immediately restrained her hands and pressed them against the head of the bed, and his legs tightly suppressed her next move.

"Qi Hanxun, I don't want it." She whimpered.

"Don't refuse me? Well? ”

Qi Hanjun's breath was disordered, he lowered his head, withdrew a hand to pinch her chin, and began to kiss her more deeply.

Her lips were always like honey, incredibly sweet, and he was uncontrollably addicted.

Although the two of them are so close, there is no emotion in his eyes.

Yan Yan realized that he was really just venting his desires.

She suddenly felt even more sad.

Sensing her distraction, Qi Hanjun's eyes narrowed, and her deep voice called her name, "Yanyan." ”

"Huh?"

The slightly raised intonation is like the end note of a piano, with a bit of a blurry atmosphere.

"In the future, you can only have me in your eyes, do you hear me?"

When he said this, in fact, Qi Hanjun didn't understand what emotions were in his heart.

It's just that he doesn't like Yan Yan to be close to anyone.

Including the frost of words.

Because, she is his.

He's alone.