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Qin Jian bandaged An Yin's wound, and was about to let go of An Yin's hand, when he suddenly saw a few small blood stains on her sleeve.

Looking up, he noticed that there were several blood spots on her shoulder, and he immediately realized something and continued to look elsewhere on her.

An Yin noticed his gaze and subconsciously shrank away.

Qin Jian glanced up at her, grabbed her wrist, and pulled her sleeves up.

There are several pinholes on the snow-white arm.

Qin Jian's eyes narrowed, and he reached out to unbutton An Yin's clothes.

Anyin was taken aback and grabbed his hand to stop him from moving.

But his hand was as unshakable as a rock.

In the blink of an eye, her neckline was unbuttoned, the placket was open, and there were several pinholes in the creamy skin under her collarbone.

An Yin couldn't pull his hand away, so she could only grab the placket of her clothes to cover the exposed skin.

"Get out of the way!" He looked up at her, his eyes dark and cold as a merciless pool of night.

An Yin clutched at the placket of her clothes and did not move.

Seeing that she didn't let go, he grabbed the hem of her shirt and pulled it hard.

An Yin shrank back suddenly, but was grabbed by him and pressed under him.

"Don't!"

She struggled desperately, but left the placket open, revealing large swaths of white shoulders and delicate collarbones, and there were also a few pinholes in those skins, and the skin around the pinholes was already red and swollen.

His eyes sank, and he couldn't help but pull it into his arms, and with a force of his hands, he only heard the sound of tearing and tearing the fabric, and the clothes on her body were torn by him at once, and the snow-white fierce mouth suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

"Don't!"

An Yin didn't know what he was going to do, she was anxious and afraid, and tried her best to push him.

Seeing that she refused to obey, he simply held her down with one hand and kept the other.

The few pieces of cloth that had been left were completely stripped away, and her body was almost completely fruitful.

The two bodies were close to each other, and his gaze looked over her little by little.

An Yin was ashamed and embarrassed, and her little face turned red.

But Qin Jian's eyes were getting colder and colder, and the hand holding her wrist was about to break her bones.

"Lyuaijaza's?"

An Yin turned her face away and didn't answer.

Liu Aijia had a miscarriage, this matter could not be settled like this, and the old man was already very scruples about her, for fear that she would affect the marriage of Qin Jian and the daughter of the Du family.

If at this time, Qin Jian came out for her and made some trouble, whether it was her or Qin Jian's situation, it would be even more unfavorable.

Feeling her resistance, Qin Jian's chest swelled with anger, and he suddenly turned over, took a long step, and walked out.

"Where are you going?" An Yin didn't care about his clothes and didn't avoid his body, and grabbed him quickly.

"Find Qin Xiu to settle accounts."

"He's been beaten like that by you."

"Aren't you not dead?"

"Don't go."

"Let it go." Qin Xiu and Liu Aijia abused An Yin like this, she could bear it, but he couldn't swallow it.

"Please, don't clash with them because of me."

He looked at her with a cold gaze.

A gust of wind blew, and An Yin's body was cool for a while, so he remembered that he had no clothes on him, and hurriedly let go of him, hugged his arms to his chest, and shrunk himself into a ball.

His eyes looked at the pinholes in her, and his eyes grew colder.

Suddenly, he pushed her down on the sofa, and then bullied her up, crushing her underneath.

"If I don't go, you can." He looked at her, "Be my woman." ”

After he finished speaking, he lowered his head and gagged hers.

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