Yang Xingxing didn't seem to hear Song Qingchun's words clearly, and leaned towards her: "What? ”

Song Qingchun repeated the question again.

"What?" Yang Xingxing asked again, and then the person moved a larger distance to Song Qingchun's side.

His proximity made Song Qingchun clearly smell a pungent smell of wine and a strong smell of perfume.

She frowned slightly, and subconsciously moved to the side, widening the distance between the two, and then patiently, she took the trouble to recount the problem she had just asked.

Yang Xingxing continued to lean towards her until Song Qingchun moved to the end of the sofa, and did not give up.

When Yang Xingxing's body was about to stick to Song Qingchun's body, Song Qingchun finally stood up from the sofa a little breathlessly, but as soon as she stood up, Yang Xingxing suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed her wrist.

Song Qingchun subconsciously exerted himself and wanted to pull his hand out: "Mr. Yang, you drank too much." ”

Yang Xingxing completely ignored her struggle, pulled her hard, pulled her into his arms, and then put his mouth to her ear, while blowing hot air, he lowered his voice and asked ambiguously: "What did you just say?" I didn't hear ...... clearly."

As he spoke, he opened his mouth and took Song Qingchun's earlobe in his mouth.

Song Qingchun's whole body shuddered, and without thinking about it, he raised his hand and pushed Yang Xingxing's face away from his ear, and her voice carried a hint of anger: "Mr. Yang, please respect yourself!" ”

Yang Xingxing laughed twice as if he had heard such a funny joke: "Self-respect? Then you can teach me how to respect myself......"

As he spoke, he moved the hand that was holding her wrist to her waist and hugged her tightly into his arms.

Song Qingchun instinctively began to struggle frantically.

Yang Xingxing seemed to enjoy her struggle, encircled her in his arms, let her move around, and even laughed softly at the end: "Don't you know? The more women struggle, the more impulsive men become...... If you keep moving like this, I really can't help it......"

He didn't say anything later, and directly kissed Song Qingchun's face.

His touch made Song Qingchun's stomach tumble and almost vomit, she pushed his shoulders hard, kept her face away from him as much as possible, and opened her mouth in a panic, shouting for help.

Yang Xingxing didn't mind her shouting at all, but said with a look of enjoyment: "Baby, even if you shout, even if you shout in your throat, no one will come in......"

As he spoke, he hugged Song Qingchun and turned around, pressed her down on the sofa, grabbed her two wrists with one hand to stop her struggle, and lifted her chin with the other hand, lowered his head and kissed her lips.

Song Qingchun shook her head frantically, dodging Yang Xingxing's lips, she used all her strength to eat, trying to escape Yang Xingxing's clamp, but men and women were born with a huge disparity, she struggled until she was out of breath, and she couldn't escape from under the man.

The man's lips blocked her lips again, and the disgust and disgust in her heart made her suddenly feel out of nowhere, and she broke free of a hand, she stretched out to the table on the side indiscriminately, grabbed something casually, and smashed it heavily on Yang Xingxing's head.

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