Quick Wear: Beautiful cannon fodder, she is always coveted by crazy critics

Jiang Zhiyue pressed against the man's hot chest, feeling his strong and sturdy muscles and heartbeat clearly and powerfully, and the rhythm kept getting faster and faster.

The kiss followed the beautiful curves, biting the thin and silky fabric, and his eyes were slowly occupied by the jade-white skin.

Qin Yan's eyes, as dark and deep as the night sky, stared at the girl's shy expression without blinking.

The chin rubbing against the soft thing made her beautiful shoulders tremble.

"stop looking."

Jiang Zhiyue raised her hand to cover the other's eyes. The man's thick black eyelashes rubbed against her palm, which made her feel a little itchy. Then she let him hold it and touch the metal waist buckle.

"May I."

He rubbed the girl's neck with his soft hair in a half-coquettish manner. With his 1-meter tall figure, he lay on her like a wolfdog, which made Jiang Zhiyue feel a little amused.

When he's not fierce, he's kind of cute.

Suddenly seeing the red ears under Qin Yan's black hair, she couldn't help but curl her lips, and even felt embarrassed for acting like a spoiled child with him.

Suddenly, she had the urge to tease him. She put her bright red lips close to his ear and said in a deliberately coquettish voice, "I like you so much, Ayan."

Hearing this, Qin Yan's ears became visibly redder, and he pressed his forehead tightly against the girl's skin to prevent her from noticing her handsome face with a light pink complexion.

However, it is clear that it is not just the ears that have changed.

"Then give it some pain, okay?"

Jiang Zhiyue's eyelashes trembled slightly due to the unignorable heat in her palms, "I'm not ready yet——"

"It's my first time too, baby."

The girl was reluctant, her skin seemed to be on fire, and the temperature in the room gradually rose.

Qin Yan grabbed her small chin, his eyes filled with deep desire, and kissed her sweet lips.

Kiss the soft flesh in your mouth unscrupulously.

Jiang Zhiyue was dizzy from his rapidly improving kissing skills and was almost drowning in the surging love.

When I came to my senses again, my slightly sweaty back was already pressing against the bed sheet.

Before I could feel shy, I felt a weight pressing down on me.

"Ayan..."

Jiang Zhiyue clutched the pillow shyly, and suddenly she felt a chill in front of her body. The man kissed her lips again to distract her attention.

The feeling of discomfort made Jiang Zhiyue frown, a few strands of hair were messy and bitten between her lips, her brown fox eyes were watery, and she looked particularly seductive.

There was a hint of grievance in her nasal tone, her fair skin had turned pink, and she put her arms around the man's neck and moved closer to him.

After getting the promise, Qin Yan showed almost no mercy.

The girl burst into tears, "Woo——"

I almost lost my mind for a moment.

Qin Yan used his fingertips to push aside her silky long hair that was scattered behind her, and kissed her randomly on her ears, lips, shoulders, neck, collarbone, and every place.

The feeling of being out of control came over me.

"Ayan, Ayan, please don't do it today, okay?"

"Don't you want to?"

Before I could answer, the girl's voice suddenly changed, and her slender and fragile neck was completely exposed to the air.

"Why would it be like this if you don't want to, baby."

*

Jiang Zhiyue did not leave the villa the whole night, and finally fell into a deep sleep with her head resting on the man's arms.

When I woke up again, I felt like there was a warm stove lying next to me, supplying heat to me continuously.

She squeezed her dry eyes uncomfortably, and her limbs felt as if they had been disassembled and reassembled.

I could only groan in frustration.

After finally turning over with great effort, Qin Yan pulled her over, with his chest pressed perfectly against the girl's slender back.

The slightly protruding butterfly bones are delicate and beautiful, pressing against the pectoral muscles.

"hot…"

In the hot summer, it feels like wearing a fur coat.

Smelling the faint fragrance on the person in front of him, Qin Yan became a little more sober and lowered his head to kiss the back of his neck.

Sensing something was going on, Jiang Zhiyue put her hands behind her back to stop the conversation and changed the subject, her charming voice hoarse.

"I'm a little hungry, A Yan."

"I'm hungry too."

When it was about to touch her lower back, she glared at him, her emotions diluted by the tears in her eyes: "No."

"Take a bite."

"Didn't you get enough bites yesterday?"

Like the dog, he deliberately stays in hidden places.

Qin Yan asked the chef to prepare lunch and send it to the master bedroom, but downstairs he and the housekeeper were looking at each other and exchanging glances, and neither of them was willing to go.

"Well, Butler Bai, you go and take care of this matter."

"Master wants to have lunch."

The two people had not come out since they entered the room in the evening. The servant who wanted to deliver the meal was frightened by the delicate sounds and panting coming from the door as soon as he went upstairs and could not get close.

It was almost dawn and no one mentioned supper, so we had to disperse quickly.

Finally, Qin Yan came to ask in black silk pajamas, with a few buttons undone on the collar, revealing a few ambiguous red marks.

"Just give it to me."

Several people turned their eyes away as if not looking at him, so Butler Bai had no choice but to step forward and hand it over.

"Master, Miss Jiang... Miss Jiang should also stay here today."

Butler Bai has never been a talkative person. Qin Yan cast a puzzled look at him, and the silver stud on his brow bone slightly raised, "What's the matter?"

"The apartment building where Miss Jiang lives caught fire early this morning. The fire was very large and according to reports, more than ten people were injured or killed."

"?"

The hand holding the porcelain plate suddenly clenched, he closed his eyes with an unclear expression, turned his head and looked at the servant beside him, "Clean up a room and prepare some necessary daily necessities."

When Qin Yan returned to the master bedroom, he happened to meet the girl's surprised expression and pointed his finger at the page reporting the fire in the same city.

"Ayan, 3 dead and 5 seriously injured——"

A pure madman who doesn't care about human life at all.

"You stay here temporarily."

Qin Yan crossed his fingers and clasped Jiang Zhiyue's. He placed the plate next to the bedside table and said, "Fei Rui's nationality is overseas, so it may be a little complicated to handle, but don't worry."

She nodded, but her heart couldn't stop pounding.

One is in the light and the other is in the dark.

It's not that easy.

*

The office was a bit cold and dark. Two men sat facing each other with very different expressions.

Fei Rui had a playful smile on his face, and he watched the other person's hand stroking the glass with his peripheral vision, his tone innocent.

"I'm just giving you a warning, why get so angry?"

"She stayed at your nephew's villa last night and didn't go back at all. Otherwise, how could it explode so suddenly?"

He explained it vividly with a sincere expression and a smile on his face, as if the fire caused by the explosion was not caused by the building, but by the beautiful fireworks.

"Jiang Zhiyue is mine, don't touch her."

"Yeah."

Fei Rui groaned twice, stood up and walked towards Qin Beizhou, whose face was full of frost. "She might have passed out last night, how could she still be yours?"

Then she pointed her fingertips at the man's broad shoulders, provocatively, "Lovesick?"

Qin Beizhou's dark eyes were narrow and dark, and his emotions were like an undercurrent. He shook off Fei Rui's hand in disgust.

"If you continue to target her, our cooperation will end."

Hearing this, the other party laughed wildly, "Are you really in love with her? Is Jiang Zhiyue more important than the Qin family?"

"Now act affectionate."

"Don't forget, her address is the one you provided before."

After saying this, Fei Rui, who had watched the show, left with satisfaction.

Suddenly, there was a sound of glass splashing behind him, and the originally intact hammer-patterned cup shattered in an instant.

The tiny residue stained his hands with blood.