Ye Beicheng in the night, the outline is deep, the dark tide in her eyes is surging, and a pair of eyes firmly capture her.

Being stared at by such a pair of wolf-like eyes, Lin Shuang'er's breathing was instantly disordered.

She wanted to escape, but he was tightly imprisoned, and the hands that pressed her shoulders seemed random, but they implied strength.

She tried to struggle, but caught a glimpse of his freshly bandaged hand, the white gauze faintly soaked in blood.

For fear of touching his injured hand, Lin Shuang'er didn't dare to move anymore, and only looked at Ye Beicheng timidly with a pair of clear and innocent eyes, like a frightened deer, trembling in his arms.

Ye Beicheng suppressed the evil fire in his heart, and his eyes stared at the person in his arms for a moment.

Lin Shuang'er's face was immersed in the dim light, like a translucent jade, and her eyes like autumn water were condensed on her body at the moment, which had a unique charm.

Ye Beicheng's gaze slowly moved down her graceful neckline, and through her wide neckline, she could see her pink belly pocket......

It's enough to drive all men crazy.

Ye Beicheng's breathing instantly became heavy.

His narrow phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and the evil fire in his body suddenly burst up.

Lin Shuang'er only felt that the eyes he looked at him were like a fierce beast about to hunt, staring at the prey, as long as she dared to move, he would immediately pounce on her and then tear her apart......

Lin Shuang'er's breathing became more and more rapid, Ye Beicheng didn't speak for a while, and the atmosphere in the room was too weird.

Lin Shuang'er was uneasy in her heart, opened her mouth, and was about to speak, when the man in front of her suddenly bullied down and choked her lips.

Lin Shuang'er's beautiful eyes widened, and her body instinctively resisted.

Ye Beicheng held her hands with such force that it seemed to crush her wrist bones.

"Lord Wang......" She was so frightened that she desperately pushed him away, her eyes full of fear.

Such a night Beicheng made her instinctively scared.

But the more she resisted, the more angry Yebei Cheng felt.

She hates herself so much? Don't even let you touch it?

If it is replaced by Qi Ming, will she just rush to post it?

Thinking of this, he was angry, pinched her chin, and his voice carried a hint of gasp: "You don't want me to touch it, who do you want to touch?" Well? ”

He was extremely powerful, Lin Shuang'er only felt that her jaw was about to dislocate, she didn't dare to struggle too much, she still cared about his injured hand, and only struggled to look at him nervously with a pair of watery eyes.

As everyone knows, in his eyes, her nervous expression has a hint of confusion, and it becomes more and more seductive.

Why not? Who do you want to be touched? ”

Seeing that she didn't answer, Ye Beicheng became even more angry, and his eyes seemed to be about to erupt fire.

Lin Shuang'er was so frightened by his angry appearance that she trembled, and her tears slipped down uncontrollably.

She endured the grievances, bit her lip, and sobbed, "The slave didn't." ”ap.

"Nothing?"

Ye Beicheng's hand pinching her chin secretly retracted: "There is no morning and twilight!" Or is there no water-based poplar? ”

Lin Shuang'er's expression became more and more confused.

She became more and more unable to understand Ye Beicheng's words.

When did she go to the twilight, and when did she become a watery poplar again?

The strong smell of alcohol emanated from Ye Beicheng's body, and she thought that he must have been drunk and angry outside, and he came home to find her to vent.

Lin Shuang'er felt even more aggrieved.

She's not a punching bag.

"Lord, you are drunk, the slave maid will go and ask you for sobering soup......"

She struggled to escape from his confinement.

Ye Beicheng refused to let her go, he waved his hand to sweep the things on the desk to the ground, and pressed the person against the cold table.

With her back against the cold and hard tabletop, Lin Shuang'er was in pain and couldn't help but let out a muffled snort.

"Running from what?" Ye Beicheng leaned over again and bit her shoulder hard until the smell of blood filled her mouth.

Lin Shuang'er put her hands against his strong chest, and tears flowed out.

Her body trembled faintly, and she couldn't help but beg for mercy: "Lord Wang, it hurts ......"

Ye Beicheng had already endured it to the limit, he smiled evilly, took off the jade belt on his body, and his gorgeous clothes slipped off little by little, revealing his strong chest......

Ye Beicheng rolled his throat, and he clasped her hands firmly above his head, forcing her to face herself, word by word, gritting her teeth: "You also know that it hurts?" Do you want to experience it again if it hurts more? ”