In the dark, there was a trace of evil energy rippling on Duan Qingyuan's perfect face, and he asked leisurely, "Am I mistaken?" Am I mistaken? ”

He wanted to laugh but didn't bother to laugh, Feng Zhenzhen's body language betrayed her psychology.

Feng Zhenzhen still didn't realize that Duan Qingyuan's half-joking, half-serious tone made her more and more nervous, shy and confused.

Duan Qingyuan didn't bother to explain, so he suddenly turned over and pressed on her again.

"Ahh Feng Zhenzhen made another sound, instinctively wanting to dodge, but she didn't have time and opportunity, and was steadily pressed by Duan Qingyuan. And this time, she obviously felt that Duan Qingyuan was pressing a lot heavier on her.

Because Duan Qingyuan was really tired and had no strength. In the dark, he groped with his senses, unbuttoned the top of her pajamas, leaned down, kissed messily, and sniffed her body fragrance.

Duan Qingyuan's gentle kiss slowly spread. Starting from the neck and going all the way down, Feng Zhenzhen's body bones were numb, and her heartbeat was getting faster and faster.

It wasn't until this moment that she was completely convinced that what Duan Qingyuan said was really ***.

Rub CA rub. She suddenly felt that she was a woman in vain......

"No, no, no, Qingyuan, I didn't mean that, I don't want it, don't ......" Feng Zhenzhen pushed him again, and folded her arms again, trying to cover her chest.

Duan Qingyuan didn't believe her, took her hands, pressed them on the head of the bed, and continued to explore.

"No, Qingyuan, I don't do it, I really don't do it......" Feng Zhenzhen shook her head more anxiously and her mind was more confused.

Kissing and kissing, Duan Qingyuan smelled a strong smell of Chinese medicine again, and it was under his snort. His slow, feeble movements naturally stopped.

Through the faint light, he could vaguely see the five scratched scars on Feng Zhenzhen's chest.

"No...... Don't ......," Feng Zhenzhen was still reading. Finding that Duan Qingyuan had stopped, his body involuntarily jerked up, and then he was completely calm.

Because Duan Qingyuan had already seen it, she couldn't hide it. But her heartbeat was still so violent, as if it was about to jump to her mouth in one fell swoop.

Duan Qingyuan still didn't say anything, didn't ask anything, just didn't move, and in the hazy light, he quietly looked at the wound on her chest.

"Before, at the clubhouse, they persecuted me. I'd rather die than die, and they'll beat me......" Feng Zhenzhen explained in a panic, her voice weak and hoarse. She was afraid that Duan Qingyuan would misunderstand, misunderstand that these injuries were caught by other men, and misunderstand that her body was occupied by other men again.

Duan Qingyuan ignored Feng Zhenzhen's explanation and just looked at it like that anyway. In the dark, the more he looked, the clearer it became, watching Feng Zhenzhen's ****** fall together, watching Feng Zhenzhen's scars gradually ooze blood......

He reacted like this, Feng Zhenzhen really couldn't guess his thoughts. Simply, stop talking and force yourself to calm down at the same time.

The wound was bleeding again, she felt it, it was painful and cold, but she no longer made a sound, and let Duan Qingyuan watch.

If Duan Qingyuan doubted her and disliked her because of this, she would admit it.

After looking at it for a long time, Duan Qingyuan's thick eyebrows suddenly loosened, and under Feng Zhenzhen's gaze, he lowered his head again.

"No!" Feng Zhenzhen was so frightened that she quickly closed her eyes, not daring to look at anything, even if she couldn't see clearly.

Duan Qingyuan bowed his head, shook his tongue, and gently touched her wound, little by little, little by little.

The pain and shyness made Feng Zhenzhen's face even paler and more miserable than a ghost. However, she didn't dare to make a sound, so she could only grit her teeth and purse her lips.

Duan Qingyuan sensed Feng Zhenzhen's pain and shyness, but he couldn't pity her, and he couldn't restrain himself from stopping.

He kept saying in his heart: You are mine, Feng Zhenzhen, you are mine. It doesn't matter what you went through last night, in short, you forget. Everything you have is mine, and you can only leave my breath on your body, and you can only engrave the mark I give.

Duan Qingyuan is full of a strong desire to conquer and possess in his bones. He kept trying, forgetting that Feng Zhenzhen still had a Mo Yuechen living in his heart. Finally, he succeeded, however, something happened to Feng Zhenzhen that was difficult for him to accept. Therefore, at this time, he couldn't care about anything, Feng Zhenzhen was in pain, so he just wanted her to be in pain because of him.

Duan Qingyuan's tongue became more and more forceful. until all the oozing blood is licked dry and eaten into the stomach. Dispel all the strong smell of Chinese medicine and replace it with the taste of his fragrant kiss. He just gave up.

Under his soft and violent "care", Feng Zhenzhen "slept" early......

The next morning, Feng Zhenzhen was awakened by a bright ray of the sun.

When she opened her eyes, Duan Qingyuan was not by her side. However, the pajamas and pajamas on her body are fully dressed, loose and comfortable.

To be honest, how she fell asleep last night, she doesn't remember at all. She remembered that Duan Qingyuan leaned over her Xiongkou, grabbing her wounds, making her extremely painful.

"Qingyuan, why are you doing this? You hate me for being dirty and want to wash me clean, right? Puzzled, she sat up from the bed and asked herself.

Duan Qingyuan's behavior last night was not only a kind of torture for her, but also a kind of ravaging and humiliation.

Her wound was still painful because there was no skin there, and the potion she had applied was diluted. What is currently directly exposed to the air is the hideous flesh and blood.

She was going to get out of bed and go to the bathroom to freshen up. As a result, I accidentally saw the disinfectant and anti-inflammatory powder placed on the bedside table.

You don't have to guess to be sure, it was put by Duan Qingyuan.

"Hehe, I have to use your things, I know that you have such a mind......" Feng Zhenzhen smiled hard, reached out and picked up the bottle of disinfectant, held it in the palm of his hand, and looked dazed and helpless......

It was already more than ten o'clock, Duan Qingyuan had already left Duan's house and came to the city center to meet with Police Chief Luo Chen.

It's Sunday, so they make an appointment at a tea bar.

Duan Qingyuan sat there, his face gloomy and silent. Half an hour after meeting, almost all of them were asleep Luo Chen was talking.

"Qingyuan, that Nie Leopard can't escape, don't worry." Luo Chen was telling him the progress of the investigation of the whole incident.

has known each other for nearly ten years, and Luo Chen still knows Duan Qingyuan's temper very well. There is revenge, revenge, and resentment, and he will never forgive anyone who deliberately can't get along with him.

Duan Qingyuan didn't look at Luo Chen much, so he nodded and told him, "After you have his whereabouts, remember to inform me at any time." ”

Even if it costs a huge amount of manpower, financial and material resources, Duan Qingyuan has to find the person who sold Feng Zhenzhen into the club, and he has to find out the whole thing, find out the culprit behind the scenes, and make him not have a good life......

Luo Chen nodded at him again, relieved his heart, and said, "Brother who understands." ”

Duan Qingyuan is more than ten years younger than Luo Chen, but Luo Chen has long been used to calling him a brother. As for why they became friends, there is a reason for this.

I remember that four or five years ago, Duan Qingyuan still had nothing, and Luo Chen was impressed by him......