Her whole body stiffened, "Qin Jian—"

"Don't talk!" This kiss has no skill, let alone gentleness, and it is domineering for her to resist.

In the basement, the light and shadow are alienated, and the lights are dim and unclear.

The girl's white face was as white as jade, with a hint of pity on it.

Her eyes were well understood, and her snort was full of a man's breath.

"Forehead ......"

She was drugged by her cousin and couldn't bear it anymore.

And the man in front of him, like the most deadly and bewitching poppy, is like poison and more like Gu, and he has an incomparable attraction to her.

I couldn't stand it anymore, and she bit his shoulder!

"Shhhh

The man's wild eyes darkened, pinched her chin, lowered his head, and his lips pressed against hers.

She stared at him with wide eyes.

The man's eyes were slightly closed, and the bridge of his nose was straight.

She subconsciously stepped back, the back of her head pressed against the wall, and there was nowhere to retreat.

His breath, accompanied by a delicate kiss, receded to the corners of his mouth, and he suddenly looked up, his gaze locked on her eyes.

In the silent and dimly lit basement, the hearts of the two of them beat fast and heavy against each other.

Puff, puff, puff......

"Qin Jian—"

He looked up from her chest and looked at her, his eyes cloudy and deep, and his voice was terrifyingly low: "You have to hold on. ”

He looked at her with a burning and frantic gaze, and she opened her mouth, but before she could make a sound, he lowered her head again and blocked her......

An Yin was excited, and for a moment he was awake, he raised his head and looked at his thick inky eyes, and a pair of dark red but bewitching eyes flashed in his mind, and he was scared.

She couldn't follow him.

This man has a noble status, and it is not for her to touch.

An Yin pushed him hard, "Qin Jian, I don't want to ...... with you"

"Give it to me, Anyin, you have to give it to me tonight." He said a word, his voice hoarse and soft, but it made her even more frightened.

He clasped her hands above her head and pressed them against the cold hard wall.

She pushed the man's shoulder with all her might, but the man didn't move like an iron wall.

By the time he was satisfied, she felt that her life was coming to an end.

The man propped himself up, his eyes swept over the woman's wet face, and the bruises and red marks all over it, and raised his eyebrows and smiled.