Evil president, forced love

The scarlet liquid flowed down An Ran's white chest, meandering all the way to her lower abdomen, and finally dripped from the most secret place onto the white carpet, blooming flowers in full bloom.

The original see-through outfit on her body was sticky and sticky to her fair skin, and her already attractive curves were undoubtedly revealed.

An Ran knelt on the ground humiliated, not daring to resist, not daring to dodge, and could only let the cold red wine pass over her body, until the glass was empty, then she arched her body slightly, trying to hide as much as possible what Tang Jun brought to her. humiliation.

"Do you want me to continue the demonstration now?" Tang Jun threw the wine glass aside, put his arms around his shoulders, and looked at her leisurely.

"No." An Ran shook her head immediately, but she didn't know what to do, so she could only look at Tang Jun aggrievedly, "Can you tell me what you want me to do."

"Tch!" Tang Jun sneered disdainfully, and took a cigar from the coffee table without lighting it, but just played with it in his hand with great interest, "Do you think these things are just for display!"

An Ran followed Tang Jun's gaze, there were more than ten kinds of tools on the coffee table, he wouldn't use every one of them on her body, would he?

Does he want to be so cruel!

These tools, even a woman who has been married for several years, can't bear it, let alone her, who has only experienced it once.

"Don't understand yet?" Tang Jun took the lighter on the coffee table and lit the cigar, but he didn't smoke it, he just held it between the index finger and middle finger of his right hand.

The curling smoke was lingering around, making An Ran feel a little dazed, she bit her lower lip tightly, and hesitated to move.

Tang Jun hated her, but why did he humiliate her in this way? He was obviously at fault for what happened back then.

"I won't sell it anymore..." An Ran humbly wanted to stand up, she would rather die than touch those things.

"Not for sale?" Tang Jun's voice rose, full of sarcasm, "Why, do you want to die?"

"Don't you know me very well, do you think I will do what you want?" Tang Jun raised his long arm, and the lingering smoke immediately filled An Ran's eyes.

She couldn't see Tang Jun's expression clearly at the moment, but she knew that it must be very disdainful, perhaps, with a slight desire for revenge.

"I use it!" An Ran growled, staring at Tang Jun stubbornly, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably.

Isn't this what he wants!

After she finished speaking, suppressing the nausea in her heart, she slowly stretched out her hand towards the huge things. The moment she touched the things, she reflexively threw them out as if she had been electrocuted.

She really can't be proud of herself!

"You dare to come out and sell it like this?" Tang Jun ruthlessly put out the cigar in the ashtray, as if he was discouraged, he got up and picked up An Ran who was kneeling on the ground, and strode towards the bedroom.

An Ran's breath stagnated in shock, and reflexively slapped Tang Jun's shoulder hard, "What are you going to do! Tang Jun, you are a beast!"

"Bastard?" Tang Jun repeated her words playfully, but his heart felt like it was stabbed by a knife suddenly, and the pain was severe, "Since you said that, how can I let you down!"

Tang Jun threw An Ran forcefully on the big bed in the bedroom, then tore off the only underpants and overalls that covered her body, and he just looked down at her body condescendingly.

"Tang Jun, don't make me hate you!"

Instinctively, she immediately covered her chest with her hands and looked at him with tears in her eyes.