Gradually, his figure became many, swaying before her eyes.

The dizziness of the brain was accompanied by bursts of heat, and Han Youyou's mouth began to dry up, and unspeakable desires surged in his body.

Her gaze began to blur, and it was obvious that the effect of the medicine in her body was beginning to work.

The man in the mask let go of the bindings on her hands and feet.

Han Youyou's reason was quickly overwhelmed by the heat, she felt a man touching her hands and feet, and she trembled, and the heat in her body screamed even more.

"Hmm......" let out a low moan uncontrollably, she felt like she wanted more.

She raised her hand to hug the man, whimpering with words she couldn't even hear.

The man's face remained unchanged and pushed her away.

I didn't hold what I wanted, the emptiness in Han Youyou's body was about to collapse her, and the heat of her body made her unable to think at all, and she began to pull her clothes indiscriminately, writhing on the ground, and rubbing against the cold ground.

The masked man stared at her with deep eyes, and his dark eyes were full of disgust and hatred.

"Shoot well, I want her to always remember her own obscene appearance!"

The person behind him had already set up a camera, and Han Youyou's reaction seemed to be very intense, and it didn't take long for him to almost strip himself naked.

But she was never satisfied, and actually crawled towards the man, and kept muttering things like "want", "give me", "please" and so on.

The man stepped back a few steps to prevent her from touching him, and met her gaze when she looked up, her red eyes were full of longing and desire.

He squinted, sneered, and said, "Have fun, don't kill it!" ”

He's not dead, so how can she? She had to live, like him, in hell to do so......

He turned and walked out of the warehouse.

The night was already dark, and he raised his eyes to look at the night sky, and tonight, there were still no stars.

The man closed his eyes and raised his hand to slowly remove his mask.

A handsome face like a god, a face like Qi Ran.

Only on the right side of his face is a deep and long scar, from the eyebrow bone to the jaw, which destroys his handsomeness, but adds a bit of coldness to him.

He lowered his eyes, looked at the mask in his hand, and curled his lips bitterly.

What you can't do, I'll do for you now.

As long as you love her well, you will never live up to her!

……

The next day, when Mu Tang woke up, it was almost eleven o'clock at noon.

After sleeping for so long, I still feel tired.

My whole body was very sore, and it was the feeling that the soreness worsened after climbing the mountain and resting all night.

She rolled over on the bed with the quilt in her arms, not wanting to get up.

After a long while, he didn't open his eyes until he was sober, and he looked around carefully, but he didn't see Qi Ran.

Mu Tang frowned, hugged the quilt and sat up.

As soon as he sat up, the door was pushed open, and Qi Ran stood in front of the door neatly dressed.

White shirt and black trousers, it looks clean and refreshing.

There is no superfluous emotion on the handsome face, and there is a bit of indifference that does not eat the fireworks of the world, and he looks ascetic.

Mu Tang couldn't help but slander, and when he got out of bed, he changed as if he was a person, and sure enough, men were all 'well-dressed beasts'.

Compare her again.

Mu Tang lamented, it is clear that he is the one who contributes more, why is she the most spiritless person?

"Get up."

Seeing that she had already sat up, Qi Ran said lightly: "Since you are up, go wash your face and brush your teeth, and then come out to eat." ”