There was a muffled sound, and Han Youyou fell to the ground.

It's not going to pass out, but it's already hard for her to bear.

The bones around her body were aching, and she fell to the ground in embarrassment, staring at the man who had sat up on the bed with wide eyes in horror.

He sat quietly on the bed, looking down at her.

There was no expression, but those eyes as deep as the sea revealed a gloomy aura, not at all like the Qi Ran she knew.

No, this is Qi Ran, she knows.

Han Youyou's heart shrank fiercely.

She always knew that Qi Ran was not so harmless as she looked, otherwise, how could she have grasped the power of the Qi clan at such a young age?

He seems to be indifferent and polite to anyone, but this is also the case, which shows his indifference and ruthlessness.

Han Youyou has always understood that Qi Ran is very dangerous, but the more this is the case, the more she wants him.

Maybe it was for the power and money in his hands, for the glory and vanity he could give her.

But after seeing his tenderness to Mu Tang, she began to want his tenderness.

Ruthless people are emotional, and they can make people feel the lingering of bones.

But why can't you give it to her?

She couldn't figure out what she could do compared to that Mu Tang?

Beauty, figure, family background, which point is she not better than Mu Tang?

Thinking of this, Han Youyou's grievances all came up, and the pain in her body and the grievances in her heart made her eyes red in an instant, and tears poured in.

"Qi Ran, don't you really like me at all?"

She was only wearing a silk nightdress with translucent suspenders, and after being thrown to the ground by Qi Ran, one shoulder strap slipped off, revealing the looming scenery in front of people.

Coupled with the aggrieved appearance of red pear blossoms biting red lips with red eyes and rain, how can a normal man not have the slightest reaction and emotion, let alone a man who has been drugged!

Only Qi Ran.

He looked at her without the slightest emotion, and even looked at her with a cold and treacherous look that did not look at a woman, but more like looking at an enemy.

He didn't speak, just slowly straightened his shirt and got up from the bed.

In the end, he stood condescendingly in front of Han Youyou, as if she was just an ant under his feet, and asked her in a low voice, "Does it hurt?" ”

Han Youyou was flustered, but his question still gave birth to a glimmer of hope in her heart, even if her tone was cold.

The corners of her lips pursed, her hands supported the ground and straightened up, still sitting on the ground, but she looked less embarrassed, more pitiful.

Looking up at Qi Ran, there was a red mark on the white and slender neck, which was pinched by Qi Ran before.

Han Youyou naturally understands what kind of woman can make men pity more, she didn't cry out loud, just sobbed slightly, obviously it was very painful but she couldn't say it patiently, and called him in a low voice, "Qi Ran, I ......"

As soon as he spoke, he was interrupted.

Qi Ran only repeated the previous question and asked her, "Does it hurt?" ”

The voice was extremely indifferent, and it sounded as if he was caring about her, but there was no trace of care in his tone, and all that flowed from his body was a ruthlessness that rejected people.

Han Youyou still realized that Qi Ran didn't care about her at all.

Her throat moved, and she didn't speak again, but Qi Ran suddenly said again: "It doesn't seem to hurt enough!" ”

His voice was cold, and his expression was cold.

As soon as the words fell, his feet suddenly lifted and kicked her in the face.

Han Youyou's pupils shrank and screamed, covering his face violently.