The paranoid Ling Shao's beloved pet ran away again

She stared at him blankly, and the color in his eyes darkened.

"How?" He loosened his grip, his voice sounding unidentifiedly low and hoarse.

The warm breath was long and there was a hint of sharpness in his eyes.

Yu Qingyan looked at the man's calm demeanor and became so angry that her teeth itched. She hooked her arms around his neck and bit the corner of his lips.

In an instant, bright red blood flowed out from his lips.

He raised his hand and wiped the corner of his mouth, not caring at all.

He just chuckled softly, his tone sounding like he was happy, "In that case, I'll assume you want to continue!"

"Who's afraid of who?" The woman held her head high, her face full of pride and stubbornness.

Yu Qingyan suppressed her urge to escape and chose to confront him head-on.

The man looked at her, a triumphant smile on his lips, "Just don't cry when the time comes."

He chuckled softly before tightening his grip and leaning in to kiss her again.

This time, he did not give her a chance to rest and breathe. He pried open her teeth and invaded, plundering her territory crazily and wantonly.

Lips and teeth touch each other, and saliva mixes together.

Every part of her lips and teeth were entangled.

Timid, messy, and hot.

Until later, Yu Qingyan collapsed weakly in the man's arms, relying entirely on him to support her lower back with one hand.

Even at this point, he did not stop and continued to plunder her breath.

Finally, he bit the corner of her lip in revenge.

"No...I can't take it anymore..." Yu Qingyan pushed him away with force, gasping for breath.

Suddenly, her body felt lighter and she was picked up by the man.

He locked the door and walked straight to the bed.

The woman's soft body with gentle fragrance invaded his senses, and Rong Qingming's long-suppressed desire now surged in his eyes without any concealment.

Yu Qingyan looked at his dark and deep eyes, and was suddenly frightened and felt a little timid.

She didn't care about her face and said weakly, "I...Is it too late for me to leave now?"

"What do you think?" His voice was light, with a slight smile on the corner of his lips, and there was a hint of coldness in that smile.

At this moment, there was deep desire and crazy possessiveness in his eyes, which were evil, dark, terrifying and scary.

Before Yu Qingyan could find a way to escape, the man's tall body pressed down on her.

He held her hand above her head with one hand, leaned over and buried his head in her neck, rubbing it, his breath cold and hot.

The sudden numbness caused Yu Qingyan to tremble all over, and an inexplicable desire surged up in her.

That feeling made her feel strange.

She twisted her body to avoid it, but accidentally touched his body. The friction between them instantly ignited the man's desire.

Emotions are not restrained and are released completely.

The woman frowned and couldn't help but moan.

Gradually, low and hoarse sounds were heard in the room.

The man remained silent, holding her lips and swallowing her moans into his stomach.

The jade arms are clasped around the neck, and the clouds are like rain.

Like glue and paint, lingering and pathos.

The air is filled with a charming atmosphere and a bit of tenderness.

That night, no matter how she cried and begged for mercy, he remained unmoved.

He was like a wild beast claiming his territory, and he possessed her savagely and forcefully, like a long-awaited rain after a long drought, pulling her down again and again.

From then on, they were endlessly entangled with each other.

In hunting games, high-end hunters often appear in the form of prey, allowing the prey to come to them on their own initiative.

It was unclear who came up with the idea first.

The party that was supposed to be the prey suddenly became the dominant hunter.

……

Yu Qingyan was daydreaming when she was suddenly brought back to reality by the pain on her cheek.

She came back from her thoughts to see the man's hand tightening around her chin.

It seemed that if she applied a little more force, her jaw would be dislocated.

Yu Qingyan looked at him.

I don't know when his face started to become gloomy.

He had a stern expression, his chin slightly raised, his dark eyes were bottomless, his pupils were like obsidian, as if there was a fire burning inside.

Her thin lips were pursed into a straight line, and the color became a little lighter.

His eyes were sinister and terrifying, his gaze was grim, and there was a smile at the corner of his lips, but it was chilling.

"Ayan... our relationship has never ended just because you said so."

"I'll just pretend you didn't say anything and take you home later."

His chest rose and fell slightly, revealing his inner restlessness at the moment. The anger boiling in his chest that was about to explode at any time made people's backs cold and gave them a chill.

He gave in and stopped pressing.

Yu Qingyan listened to the man's words and looked away inadvertently. She saw the blue veins on the man's hands and sensed the emotions he was trying hard to suppress. She pursed her red lips slightly.

After a while, she finally spoke up and made things clear. Her tone was calm, but her attitude was extremely resolute. "Not good."

"Rong Qingming, let's end it here!"

Her voice was heavier than before, and her expression was more solemn, seeming particularly serious.

Rong Qingming was enraged by these decisive words. He could no longer maintain his usual calm and composure and continued to pretend that he heard nothing.

He used his wrist to pinch her chin and pull her closer to him. His cold eyes fell on the woman's stubborn and stubborn face, with bursts of cold light.

He sneered in anger, looking down on her with the attitude of a superior, his voice was unprecedentedly cold and extremely oppressive.

"Ayan, I've already told you that this is not something you can decide!"

As he said this, he blocked her lips punishingly and swallowed the question she had no time to utter.

The attitude was domineering and powerful, just like when the two first met.

He clamped her wrist with one hand, forcing her to accept it without any rejection.

Yu Qingyan was enraged by the man's sudden force and tried hard to break free.

The woman's uncooperative behavior was met with even stronger confinement and suppression.

Her face was flushed all the way to the roots of her hair. She stared at the man in front of her, her beautiful eyes filled with uncontrollable anger.

At the same time, the color of the eyes darkened, suddenly flickered inadvertently, and then became dark again.

Her expression turned cold and her whole temperament became chilly.

The man didn't care, pried open her teeth and rushed in.

Lips and tongues entangled, silver threads entwined.

Yu Qingyan had a cold face and bit him hard.

A bloody smell instantly filled my mouth.

Rong Qingming only paused for a moment, and then began to plunder even more violently and forcefully.

This crazy action shocked Yu Qingyan, and a look of panic began to appear on her cold face.

She struggled with all her might.

But until my wrists were rubbed red, there was no effect.

A feeling of suffocation came over me.