She was overjoyed, and she couldn't help but quicken her pace and quickly walked towards her room.

However, just as she passed by the next room, in the half-hidden crack of the door, suddenly, a hand stretched out!

The hand, holding her arm, dragged her through the dark door!

No matter how bold Luo Qingxue was, she was scared enough, and she immediately began to struggle: "Who are you, you let go of me! Otherwise, I will call the police!"

But the man quickly grabbed her arm, pulled her door, and by the way, closed the door!

She immediately stretched out her other arm to resist, but was slammed against the door that had just been closed.

Then, with the hot lips of strong alcohol, the man blocked her cry for help!

"Hmm。。。。。。。。 ”

The man threw her against the door, so hard that she almost burst into tears. Luo Qingxue tried to kick his crotch with her foot, but this person quickly embedded one of his legs between her legs, so that she couldn't have a seizure!

Who is it? Who is it? Why is this man here? What the hell is he going to do?

Robbery, she has no money.

Could it be - robbery, sex?

She really wanted to shout - "I have no money, but my life is very valuable, if you want to rob it, you can rob Brother ——, you can rob it casually, spare my cheap life!"

Then, the subsequent development also seemed to confirm this trend, the man kissed up, she also struggled desperately, the hand that grabbed her shoulder, and actually tore her clothes with force!

"Ah—— hmm———"

Her screams, in exchange for the man, attacked more violently! Especially, when she was screaming, she opened her mouth, and the man easily broke through the level with his tongue, which had been numb with alcohol, and entangled with her fiercely!

All he breathed was the strong aroma of wine on his body and the scorching breath emanating from the man's body. It's just that this kind of breath seems a little - familiar?

This is, Leng Yunting?!

She was a little surprised when the man had already ripped the shoulder straps of her fashion down the tear she had just made. It is impossible for her to wear BRA in this kind of clothing, they are all attached to the invisible chest sticker. The man's lips can't wait to leave her mouth, rip off her chest sticker, and then, one bite, bite her heart, mouth!

This is Leng Yunting! Only this man can have this kind of punishment measure!

She still remembers that during the period when she was staying together, this man was also like this, thinking that she was "red apricot out of the wall", and bit her out of a few scars at night!

This bastard, it's him again, it's really a wrongdoer, a wrongdoer!

"Cold, cold clouds?"

She pushed the man's head away with all her might, and asked with difficulty.

The man didn't answer at all, he pulled down the other half of her shoulder strap again, and then, with the big hand that had been holding her wrist, pressed it on her right side, and kneaded her lustrous into various shapes.

Although there was no light on in the room, she could feel his body, his pulsation. The familiar technique, the familiar position, the familiar action, and the entangled arc of the palm when the finger rubbed her moist, all belong to him, only to him!

Her body has a memory of him, and even if they are not together these days, she still remembers everything about him!

"Leng Yunting, isn't it you?"