Fan Xian didn't show the thunderous appearance that Wen Xien imagined, and even said very calmly, "You're right, I'm even more shameless than you." ”

Ah......h

Wen Xien's eyes widened slightly, and he didn't understand what he meant by this, so he dragged him away.

At first glance, this posture is not simple.

Wen Xien pulled desperately, and even Fan Xian's hand didn't pull a point.

Even if Wen Xien struggled desperately, he was still pulled into a room by Fan Xian, this hotel is an industry under his hands, so he also has a separate room.

The moment Wen Xien was dragged in by Fan Xian, the door was closed by him with a kick.

The crook of the hand that had been clutched finally let go.

"What do you want to do?" Wen Xien asked as calmly as he could, taking a few steps back, staring at the door behind him.

Then I saw him lock the door behind him.

A sneer came from the darkness.

It was this sneer that made Wen Xien's blood almost freeze.

“…… Fan Xian, I, let me tell you, don't mess around. ”

She heard herself tremble.

"What if I say I want to." The voice was wonderful, but it was like a poisoned knife, "What can you do?" Do you think you managed to get out on your own? Do you feel like you have the strength to resist? ”

The curtains were drawn tightly, and the lights were not turned on, and the room was pitch black, and they could only see each other's eyes, and both of them were glaring at each other, and the atmosphere was tense.

Fan Xian ripped off his tie, his voice was hoarse and low, containing a thick anger, "Since I'm so shameless, then I don't mind being even more shameless." ”

This sentence is ambiguous and full of deep meaning.

Wen Xien was angry, annoyed, and afraid, so angry that his lips trembled, "You dare!" I tell you Fan Xian, if you dare to touch me, I will never forgive you for the rest of my life. ”

Fan Xian ripped off his tie and walked over with his steps, the sound of leather shoes hitting the floor was very calm and rhythmic, like a life-seeking note.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, then don't forgive me, do you think I don't want your forgiveness?" ”

As soon as Wen Xien noticed that something was wrong, he wanted to run away, but Fan Xian had seen through it a second earlier.

In the next second, Wen Xien was pressed the sofa.

The other party's strength was too great, and Wen Xien was suddenly thrown out of tears, screaming and stuck in his throat.

Fan Xian's hands grabbed her slender shoulders like eagle claws, almost embedded in the flesh, Wen Xien was so painful that he couldn't speak, but he didn't dare to talk nonsense, for fear of angering the man on his body.

The other party leaned down very closely, and his snort was so close that it sprayed on Wen Xien's snow neck, burning her all over.

In the dark, Wen Xien couldn't see very clearly, but she intuitively knew that the other party's eagle-like eyes were staring sharply at her in the dark, almost piercing the flesh.

Just then, the lights in the room came on.

Wen Xien even wondered how this light was turned on?

But immediately Wen Xien didn't dare to think about anything.

Bright white light poured down from the top of their heads, obscuring most of Fan Xian's body, obliquely outlining the bridge of his nose and deep eyebrows.

and, the heavy anger and ...... in those eyes Terrifying desires.

The moment Wen Xien saw the other party's eyes clearly, the hairs on his whole body exploded, and every cell was screaming in fear, run away, run away, she absolutely couldn't bear this man's methods.

Fan Xian...... Fan Xian, calm down...... Don't mess around......" Her lips trembled, like delicate petals faded with fright, and her voice was thin and waxy with an unconscious begging.

Fan Xian looked at her like this heavily, and a smile without temperature was hooked on his thin lips.

"No, aren't you very capable? Now it's cowardly. ”

Can this be fucking untimid? You don't fucking talk about martial arts!

If you take a beating, you can still stand it, but you can't do this!

Wen Xienshuang lowered her eyes, her eyelashes cast a small shadow on her pale face, and she was silent for a moment before she said softly, as if she was soft, "Don't do this...... Fan Xian, you don't want us to get into that kind of situation, do you? ”

Hearing this, Fan Xian slowly moved one hand to the side of her face, and gently rubbed her thumb against the soft snow-white skin, feeling the warm tremor underneath.

"To what extent?" He touched Wen Xien's cheeks, as if admiring a beautiful and fragile work of art, and his tone was almost gentle.

Almost.

Wen Xien believed.

"As long as you let me go now, we can be as good as before, Fan Xian, don't be confused anymore."

Fart!

As soon as she escaped, she guaranteed to run far, and she really poured blood mold, and such a thing would happen.

She felt the loosening of Fan Xian's strength, and immediately struggled to escape from the confinement as a tacit approval, but before she could take a step, she tripped over one foot and fell to the ground.

"Shall I let you go?" Fan Xian was still so slow and reasonable, and his voice was soft, but Wen Xien shuddered because of the meaning of this sentence.

Fan Xian stood, and she lay on the ground in embarrassment.

Fan Xian chuckled lightly, slowly took off his suit jacket, and the tall and straight figure immediately shrouded him, Wen Xien's eyes widened in horror, and he crawled forward in a panic.

"Fan Xian!"

She took a step forward, and Fan Xian took a step forward, controlling the rhythm and falling some distance behind her, like the most cruel hunter teasing the beautiful prey that was dying, and mercifully giving her a little hope, just to taste the pleasure of hunting.

Eventually, when Wen Sheen was about to flee, he reached out and grabbed Wen Sheen's slender ankle, and dragged the person back in the midst of Wen Sheen's desperate screams.

……

The thin white fingers unconsciously scratched a few times on the velvet carpet, and the sweat-soaked white shirt clinged to the slender back, outlining the delicate and beautiful butterfly bones.

Trembling and trembling, it really looks like a nailed butterfly.

……

Crying and pleading, it only made the condescending man behind him more excited.

What a beautiful little thing, how miserable to cry.

It's pathetic, it's stupid, it's beautiful.

……

"Ah......h......h What a beautiful girl......"

“…… Get lost. The hoarse voice was very soft and soft, as if it had been blown away by a slight blow of the wind.

"It's so cute, Eun Eun is so good."

This beautiful and noble face is already as pink as a spring peach, I don't know if I am crying red or ashamed.

The fabric crumpled into flower-like folds in his hand, and the heat of his palm burned through the fabric on Wen Xi'an's cold skin.

……

The jet-black hair was wet with sweat, sticking to the white jade-like cheeks, and the whole person was drowsy, exuding a decadent and seductive atmosphere.

The watery eyes and wet red lips are almost bewitching.

Yesterday, I couldn't extricate myself from Shui Qiancheng's big text, so I took a day off, especially if you love an SB, this is really nice

(Another day of asking for tickets.) Justified)

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