Mysterious level up! Shen Ye cries and begs for reconciliation again

Qi Yan's calm gaze quickly swept across him, finally falling on his outstretched hand, and he took a step back to avoid it.

"No need to repay."

"How can that be possible?" Zhong Shan's hand failed, but he did not give up and took a step forward. "Isn't there an old saying in Country S?"

He pressed forward step by step, and Qi Yan retreated again and again.

"The grace of saving my life should be repaid with my own body."

He didn't stop until Qi Yan's back hit the wall at the end of the floor.

Zhong Shan approached her, a kind and sincere smile on his gentle and handsome face.

"I think I look OK," he pulled up the hem of his sweatshirt, revealing his smooth waistline, "and my figure is OK, what do you think?"

Qi Yan leaned against the wall, clearly a character who was forced into a corner and was being held hostage.

A pair of clear and bright eyes seem to be examining.

Zhong Shan felt a chill down his spine. That look seemed to be tearing his bones and flesh out.

The space on each floor of the apartment is not very large, and you can faintly smell a hint of blood. The door to the security passage is tightly closed.

He knew what was in there.

But he had to continue.

For the strong, threats and inducements are not enough, only seduction can be used.

Zhong Shan's eyes flashed with determination: "How about you give me a chance to repay you?"

Naturally, Qi Yan also noticed this. She moved her neck calmly and suddenly laughed.

"Okay."

“…Ah?” Zhong Shan was confused, thinking he had misheard. “Really?”

Qi Yan's beautiful smiling face suddenly leaned closer to him and said, "Really."

From behind, their postures looked even more ambiguous.

Zhong Shan was flustered for a moment, his breathing slowed down, and he looked at the beautiful face so close to him and forgot to answer.

"You don't want to?" Seeing that he didn't respond for a long time, Qi Yan raised her eyebrows and asked.

"I'm willing..." Zhong Shan turned his head away.

Qi Yan's very calm eyes passed over his reddened ears, he stood up, put his hands in his pockets and said:

"Hurry up then, I'm in a hurry."

"..."

Zhong Shan looked at the woman in front of him who looked like a scumbag who refused to admit her mistake and gritted his teeth silently.

He entered the password and entered the apartment, and Qi Yan followed slowly behind him.

The apartment is not big, but the decoration is very warm.

Qi Yan did not hide his gaze and looked around the apartment.

Zhong Shan took out a bottle of water from the refrigerator and was about to hand it to Qi Yan, but in the blink of an eye she walked straight to the bedroom and said to him.

"hurry up."

Zhong Shan: “…”

He tightened his grip on the bottle of water, swallowed after a dozen seconds, put the water on the kitchen counter, and walked towards the bedroom with heavy steps.

Qi Yan, who was standing beside the black iron bed, looked at him indifferently and nodded: "Take off your clothes."

She was too direct. Zhong Shan was a little flustered and hesitated: "No, don't you want to take a bath?"

"No need." Qi Yan said, looking at the time.

"..."

Seeing that he didn't respond, Qi Yan asked again: "Do you like wearing clothes?"

"No, it's not."

Zhong Shan waved his hands. Although he was the one who said he would marry her in the beginning, it was still the first time for him to do such a thing.

He glanced at Qi Yan who was standing beside the bed, and had no choice but to bite the bullet and reach for the hem of his sweatshirt.

As he was stripping off his clothes, he asked with a bit of conscience, "Are you single?"

"No."

Zhong Shan stopped taking off his clothes, his head was buried in his sweatshirt and he couldn't see outside clearly, and he was a little out of breath.

"you have boyfriend?"

"I have a fiancé." Qi Yan turned sideways, fiddling with something.

"..."

Zhong Shan pulled off his sweatshirt.

I have mixed feelings and it's hard to imagine what kind of person this kind of person's fiancé is.

But it must be excellent.

"Isn't it inappropriate for us to do this behind your fiancé's back?"

When he asked this question, besides the condemnation of his conscience, he also felt a twisted excitement.

So what if I’m excellent?

It’s still impossible to defend it.

"What's wrong with that? He doesn't know about it," Qi Yan smiled and hooked her finger at him, "Come on."

He's just like a scumbag who has cheated on his wife and has no psychological burden.

Zhong Shan's heart moved.

He only had his pants left on. He walked towards Qi Yan while untying the belt of his casual pants, muttering, "It's a bit difficult to untie..."

"I'll help you."

Qi Yan stretched out her white fingers, her eyes serious.

He was stunned, and suddenly he felt a cold touch on his wrist. The next second, two crisp snapping sounds were heard.

Zhong Shan: “…”

Zhong Shan: “?!!”

Qi Yan withdrew his hand without touching his belt, and looked into his trembling pupils with a smile, but there was no smile in his voice.

"Is it fun?"

"..." Zhong Shan looked at his wrists that were handcuffed tightly to the iron bed and panicked, "What are you doing? Open them quickly!"

"Why are you in such a hurry?" Qi Yan said, "Don't you like playing like this?"

Zhong Shan felt a little dizzy and couldn't figure out her intentions for a moment, "You..."

"Go lie down on the bed." Qi Yan tilted her head to indicate, and then looked at him vaguely, "You have to repay me according to my preferences, right?"

"..."

Zhong Shan’s CPU is about to burn out.

He looked at the cold handcuffs with a metallic luster, and then at Qi Yan who had a cold expression on his face.

It seems, it seems reasonable?

He swallowed, climbed up the bed and lay down, looking shy and handsome, looking at Qi Yan uncomfortably.

“Is that so?”

"Very good." Qi Yan applauded him.

"..." Zhong Shan pursed his lips, "You, you're not coming?"

"We need to take safety measures. Do you have any at home?" Qi Yan asked, looking around.

Zhong Shan blushed, stood up and said, "No, no, I'll go buy it."

"I'll go," Qi Yan glanced at him and said meaningfully, "It's not convenient for you."

“That’s called delivery.”

"It's too slow. I can't wait."

Zhong Shan's face turned even redder.

I don’t know if it was because the room was too hot and his brain was burning and he wasn’t clear, or if he was bewitched by Qi Yan’s smile.

He actually agreed: "Okay."

"Come back quickly."

Qi Yan left the door half closed and never looked back once.

When she reached the entrance, she shook the handcuff key in her hand and threw it onto the cabinet on the side.

In the bedroom.

Zhong Shan was still immersed in the daze of having sex with a woman like that for the first time and was thinking about how to trick her into talking afterwards.

He touched his flushed cheek and his heart skipped a beat.

It turns out that being moved makes people stupid.

Time passed little by little.

It was not until half an hour later, when the heat on his face had faded, that he finally reacted and ruled out the possibility that Qi Yan had gotten lost in the convenience store downstairs...

Zhong Shan pulled hard at his clasped wrists, and his chest heaved violently.

He was played!

That person had no intention of falling for his plan at all, he was just playing with him!

Zhong Shan was so angry that he was about to explode.

When he got out of bed, he was handcuffed and pulled back. He couldn't move half a meter away from the bed, so he could only make some clanging noises.

His cell phone was piled on the other side of the room along with his sweatshirt and jacket, so he had no way to call for help.

I don't know when the quilt was taken away and thrown behind.

He rubbed his arms that were exposed to the air, only now feeling the cold...

Ah ah ah ah ah!

Zhong Shan screamed wildly in his heart, this is too much!!