Chapter 121: That woman is going to commit suicide

Under the moonlight, Quan Shaoting's face was a little thin, and he looked much haggard than before, but his eyes were bright and scary, and even made Su Weiwei feel that she was a prey that was being watched tightly by hunters, and she couldn't escape.

Su Weiwei swallowed her saliva and forced her composure.

"Let go of me!"

"Su Weiwei, you live with Ji Yebai all these days?"

Quan Shaoting's throat was hoarse, and the magnetic voice echoed in Su Weiwei's ears, making her tremble.

Involuntarily took two steps back, her back had already reached the wall, Su Weiwei's face was not only fear but fear, and she began to regret a little, why didn't she leave this place earlier.

Two fingers tightly clamped Su Weiwei's chin, forcing her to raise her head to meet a pair of piercing eyes, in which a deep flame was constantly burning.

"Su Weiwei, answer my question."

Seeing that Su Weiwei was about to bite her lip, Quan Shaoting's fingers were a little harder.

"Huh?"

Su Weiwei was forced to have no way out, she closed her eyes, and roared hoarsely at Quan Shaoting.

"Yes, I'm with Ji Yebai, we sleep together every day, and the person I love has always been Ji Yebai!"

"Su Weiwei, you are looking for death!"

The anger in Quan Shaoting's heart suddenly rushed up, he snorted coldly, picked up Su Weiwei suddenly, threw it on the soft bed, lowered his head and began to untie his belt.

As soon as Su Weiwei got the opportunity, she suddenly wanted to get up from the bed, and crawled towards the door with her hands and feet, but her ankle was held and dragged Su Weiwei back little by little, no matter how Su Weiwei struggled, it was useless.

When Su Weiwei was pressed back to the bed, the hand had already ripped off her clothes, and her fingers slowly descended along Su Weiwei's navel across the sparse jungle, and Quan Shaoting's eyes carried the madness and despair of a person who was about to drown.

He leaned over and left one trail after another on Su Weiwei's body.

"Weiwei, you are mine, you can only be mine."

In the wave after wave, Su Weiwei fell from crying and struggling to a low moan, she kept begging for mercy, begging Quan Shaoting to let her go, but the person on her body didn't seem to hear anything, only knew constant possession and demand.

In the end, Su Weiwei just looked at the ceiling in a daze, her eyes were uncontrollably bursting with tears, her eyes were silent, if it weren't for the faint breathing, it would almost make people think that she was dead.

Su Weiwei finally fainted.

When she woke up, her body had been cleaned up, Quan Shaoting was lying in the same bed with her, probably because she had been staying up late for the past few days, Ji Yebai had indeed found him a lot of trouble, Quan Shaoting had not stopped working, and rushed back to China in a hurry after receiving the news of Su Weiwei's disappearance, and even only rested for an hour during the period.

Quan Shaoting was also exhausted at this moment, and fell asleep deeply, but his hands were tightly wrapped around Su Weiwei's waist.

Su Weiwei looked at the still gray sky, carefully left Quan Shaoting's arms, and almost rolled on the ground when her feet landed, she got up with her hands and feet, and limped out of this place with her suitcase.

Walking to the garage, Su Weiwei opened the car door, started the car and left the place quickly, she sped all the way, for fear that she would suddenly wake up and be surrounded by Quan Shaoting again.

And at this moment, watching Su Weiwei drive away, a petite figure in overalls came out of the garage, she lifted the brim of her cap, looked at the direction Su Weiwei drove away, and the corners of her lips coldly hooked a touch of arc.