Don't cry, baby. I'll punish you tonight.

Just the words "Don't lie" made Lin Qinghuan feel a little hesitant.

Continue to lie or tell the truth.

She bit her lower lip with her teeth and answered firmly, "Department meeting!"

The person holding her arm increased the strength of his grip.

"You won't give up until you see the Yellow River?"

He Yanlang picked up the canvas bag that Lin Qinghuan had casually thrown away, took out the procedure form that had been stamped by five departments from the bag, and half-squinted his eyes.

"What is this? A form for students taking a leave of absence or dropping out of school at Shangjing University."

Then, in front of Lin Qinghuan, He Yanlang expressionlessly tore into pieces the stamp that she had run to several departments to get.

The paper broke into countless small pieces. He Yanlang raised his hand and the pieces scattered in front of Lin Qinghuan, falling to the ground one by one, and some even fell on her thin shoulders.

Lin Qinghuan looked at him expressionlessly, tears dripping down her cheeks and falling onto He Yanlang's strong white arms, causing veins to bulge.

Her fierce and disgusted look did not retract at all, and was blatantly intertwined with He Yanlang's angry and furious gaze.

If looks could kill, they would have died thousands of times in each other's eyes.

Finally, He Yanlang let go, raised his eyebrows, puffed up his cheeks, and said with a playful look, "Come on, continue to take off your clothes!"

The playfulness is just an act.

I just want to look decent and not look so embarrassing.

Lin Qinghuan's hanging hands moved, and finally she forced a smile that was uglier than crying, and looked up at the man.

Emotionally stable, or rather, without any emotions.

Her hands had already touched the edge of the sweatshirt and rolled it up, then she raised her hands and took it off, throwing it on the ground casually.

Her long hair, as black as a waterfall, fell casually on both sides of her shoulders, making her skin look even whiter. She unzipped her skirt with trembling hands and took it off.

The fewer clothes I had, the more tears I cried.

Lin Qinghuan only had her last bit of dignity left. She looked up at He Yanlang and opened her mouth, but could not say anything.

The man's eyes were also bloodshot and misty. Countless complex emotions occupied his mind. His head hurt terribly, but he had nowhere to vent.

He didn't let go, and signaled Lin Qinghuan to continue with his eyes.

She shakily unbuttoned it, and the straps slid down her shoulders and fell to the ground, mixing with her sweatshirt and skirt.

He Yanlang's Adam's apple moved, and he raised his hand to take off his loose black T-shirt. He just took a step forward, and Lin Qinghuan was completely enveloped by him, trapped between him and the wall.

shake.

Lin Qinghuan couldn't help shaking.

The crazy scene from last time entered Lin Qinghuan's mind, making her extremely scared this time. She was afraid that she would be treated cruelly and disrespectfully again.

He Yanlang frowned and looked down at the person below him.

Lin Qinghuan couldn't hold back her tears as she sobbed softly.

She was crying and shaking, but she looked like she was ready to be slaughtered by him.

Don't beg for mercy or say nice things to coax him.

So stubborn.

How could he fall in love with such a stubborn bull?

He lowered his head and gave her a lingering kiss that lasted for a long time.

She was so soft, as if she had no bones. She didn't know if it was because of the trembling or the lust, but her whole body was almost stuck to He Yanlang.

It was still shaking even when I was pressed against him.

He Yanlang landed beside Lin Qinghuan's earlobe, lowered his head and begged, "Lin Qinghuan, can you comfort me? If you comfort me, I will become very good."

There was only his pleading voice.

"If you coax me, I won't mind your lies, and I won't tear off the seal you worked so hard to stamp!"

Lin Qinghuan was standing unsteadily, holding He Yanlang's arm tightly with both hands, her nails penetrating into his muscles.

I closed my eyes and let the tears flow.

She couldn't describe the complex emotions she was feeling, she just felt powerless and she didn't even have the energy to hate anyone.

He Yanlang waited for a very long time, but Lin Qinghuan did not coax him.

Then let's take her.

Want her like crazy.

But as soon as his fingertips lightly touched the skin, he couldn't stop trembling. Lin Qinghuan was like a broken doll, terribly afraid of his touch.

From the psychological to the physical double fear.

He Yanlang didn't dare to move.

The burning fire was completely extinguished by Lin Qinghuan's reaction.

He picked up his black T-shirt from the ground and put it on Lin Qinghuan. His eyes were ashen and lifeless. He touched Lin Qinghuan's head and said, "Be good, go take a shower."

Lin Qinghuan was surprised for a moment.

She was already prepared to be taken away by He Yanlang, but he was planning to let her go.

No, just take a shower.

He had a serious obsession with mysophobia and was disgusted by the fact that she was wet in the rain and got dirty.

Lin Qinghuan almost consciously lowered her head with a cold face and glanced at the man's private parts.

Okay, it's normal.

This action was seen by He Yanlang. The atmosphere was tense, but after being stared at by her, the man's mood instantly improved a little. "What? Are you unhappy that you didn't get up?"

It was obviously she who was shaking violently, it was also she who extinguished his enthusiasm completely, and it was also she who was secretly looking at it now.

Does she want it or not?

"Heh..." Lin Qinghuan's sarcasm gave him the answer. She squatted down to pick up her clothes on the ground, then ran to the bathroom quickly, not forgetting to add a knife, "I hope you will never get up against me!"

interesting.

The black figure ran along the corridor towards the bathroom in the direction of the master bedroom. She was quite familiar with the place. The floor was littered with scraps of paper, which He Yanlang crushed with his slippers.

I'm so annoying.

Then he casually threw his slippers at the entrance, called the hotel staff to come up and clean up the room, and walked towards the living room with his upper body naked and barefoot.

Walking into the living room, he picked up the cigarette box and lighter from the coffee table, walked to the smoking area on the balcony, lit a cigarette and started smoking again.

The breeze blew the boy's fine bangs. He put his hands on the railing, deep in thought, with no affection on his face.

He couldn't guess what Lin Qinghuan was thinking.

A woman's mind is thousands of times more complicated than a project.