The man's indifference deeply pierced An Qing's heart, she thought she was numb, it turned out that she didn't, but it didn't hurt to the extreme.

"Hehe, I see." She took half a step back, and looked at Fu Mochuan with a slight smile on the corner of her mouth: "Do you know why I went to Fan's house today?" ”

She was obviously smiling, but there was an indescribable pain in her eyes, like crying, Fu Mochuan's heart tightened for no reason.

"I'm not interested." He looked away, took out a cigarette from his pocket, took out one, and tapped it on the cigarette case, his tone was very impatient: "If you have something to say, I still have something to do." ”

Yes, look at how uninteresting she is, and there are beauties waiting next to her.

The smile on the corner of An Qing's mouth was even more sarcastic.

"Because I want to make a decision, Fan Zhihai is a scumbag, he has raised me for more than 20 years, and today he beat me, even if he repays his nurturing grace, there is still ...... you" She raised her face and stared at the man's eyes: "Even if I am sorry for you before, after tonight, we don't owe each other!" ”

We don't owe each other!

These words made Fu Mochuan's heart tighten again, and he didn't like this feeling very much.

After An Qing finished speaking, she walked neatly towards the private room, suddenly stopped when she passed Fu Mochuan's side, and the next second, she reached out and wrapped her arms around his neck, and before he could react, she stood on tiptoe and a kiss fell on his lips.

Her lips were cold, and there was a faint smell of bruising on her body, the touch was familiar and long gone, Fu Mochuan was stunned, she had already let go of him.

"Mr. Fu, you should know my preferences, a half-old man like Mr. Liu, I really don't look down on it, even if I want a man, I will choose a young and strong, strong and energetic, just like you ......" An Qing stretched out her slender jade finger lightly, brushed it from Fu Mochuan's thin lips, and smiled: "But for you, I will make an exception." ”

Watching An Qing leave in a swaying posture, the woman on one side walked over with a reluctant face: "Fu Shao, who is she......"

Fu Mochuan didn't say a word, pushed her away suddenly, and took a few steps forward to grab An Qing's arm.

"Mr. Fu, you ......"

An Qing screamed, was forced by him, and pushed the elevator of the clubhouse.

"Mr. Fu, what are you doing?"

The elevator door closed, and she shook him off hard: "What? Reluctant, don't you worry about letting me accompany the old man? ”

"Yes, you're right, such a good thing, of course, you have to keep it for yourself first." Fu Mochuan looked at her, and his thin lips provoked a touch of evil.

After getting off the elevator, Fu Mochuan grabbed An Qing's arm again and pulled her into the suite, the door closed, his tall body pressed over, and brutally pushed her against the wall.

"Hmm......"

An Qing wanted to resist, his face pressed closer, covering her lips, not the warm and lingering kiss in his memory, he was violent as to bite, a kind of roaring and plundering that was close to the fury of a beast.

An Qing muttered, the tip of his tongue was filled with a faint smell of blood, he licked the sweetness on her lips, pried open her teeth, devoured her blood and returned it all to her.

She struggled for a moment before she fell silent, only to feel the pain between her mouth numb, and she couldn't help but close her eyes and let him ask for it frantically, but he bit hard and pushed her away.

"Go and wash it up, it stinks."

It's not that he didn't see her being beaten by Fan Zhihai, and he smelled the bruising medicine on her body, but he disliked it.

An Qing didn't say anything, reached out and brushed her messed hair, and walked into the bathroom obediently.

Behind him, there was a muffled sound of hitting the ground, as if he had kicked the door......