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

He Yanlang returned to the hotel suite. He suppressed his anger and did not flare up.

The bedroom door was closed. It went without saying that Lin Qinghuan was hiding inside and sending messages to Luo Zhouran to complain and scold him.

The person on the other end would never reply to her, but Lin Qinghuan still enjoyed doing it and persisted tirelessly for a week or two.

The door was pushed open. Lin Qinghuan obviously did not expect He Yanlang to come back. She sat on the woolen blanket at the end of the bed, her back against the bed, and a small piece of snow-white skin was exposed under her long skirt.

She turned off her phone in a panic.

Looking at He Yanlang who was sweating profusely, I felt a little confused.

"I just went boxing." When would He Yanlang start explaining himself? He has always been a man who does what he wants.

Lin Qinghuan hummed and stood up from the ground. Knowing that he was going to take a shower, she planned to sit in the living room.

"Where are you going?" He took off his vest and stood in front of Lin Qinghuan. His upper body was completely naked with beads of sweat on it.

Lin Qinghuan's gaze just fell on his chest muscles, strong and powerful muscles, thin waist and eight abdominal muscles, full of sexual tension.

Typically, you look thin when you are wearing clothes, and you look fat when you are undressing.

Lin Qinghuan's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly glanced away from his skin, "I'll wait for you in the living room."

She is still avoiding suspicion. Even at this critical juncture, she is still avoiding suspicion.

"Go in." He Yanlang said only one sentence.

He pointed in the direction of the bathroom.

Lin Qinghuan did not refute, but was unusually well-behaved and turned to go to the bathroom.

She had no intention of talking nonsense with He Yanlang, nor did she intend to argue with him. She had come prepared to be slept with. Only if he was happy would she go home early.

The water was poured by He Yanlang, and even Lin Qinghuan's clothes were taken off by her.

When they met naked, Lin Qinghuan's body shook unconsciously again.

The shadow of the last time was still there, and she didn't even notice it.

He Yanlang rested his back in the bathtub, and Lin Qinghuan leaned her back against him.

His warm breath fell on Lin Qinghuan's neck, and he held Lin Qinghuan in his arms. The depressed feeling disappeared completely, and he felt much more at ease.

"Do you want to?" He Yanlang asked.

"Not really?" She was honest.

He Yanlang was not surprised. After all, Lin Qinghuan was shaking like this. She trembled all over and curled up almost as soon as he touched her.

As pitiful as a little white rabbit.

But this look is just like inviting people to ravage her.

"Then answer a few questions for me honestly. As long as you don't lie, I'll let you go."

"How long?" Lin Qinghuan asked back.

Even bargaining started.

"How long do you want?"

"One week." It was enough time for her to complete the procedures for going abroad.

"Row."

"Keep your word."

"I swear on my life."

"Okay, you ask."

"Why don't you go back to Beijing?"

"Because I hate that place, I can't help but tremble all over when I get close to it, I feel scared and nauseous..."

What he thought were beautiful memories turned out to be nightmare-like memories for Lin Qinghuan.

"Did you collude with Luo Zhouran to escape from Jing City?"

"No, there was no collusion. I was the only one who knew all the plans. They all thought that I would only take a leave of absence after getting a leave of absence certificate, but I knew that I would not be able to get the last stamp and would be intercepted by you.

So I played along and bought Zhou Ran's ticket for the day he was leaving. I knew that as long as Zhou Ran was still at the entrance, and you got the news that I asked Jing Jing to help stamp your passport, you wouldn't doubt me, and I could escape."

His baby is really smart.

In order to achieve the goal, they will coax him, seduce him, and deceive him.

"Are you still in contact with Luo Zhouran?"

"No."

He bit it and Lin Qinghuan felt a little pain.

She lied.

"Huanhuan will give you another chance. Are you still in contact with Luo Zhouran?"

"No."

Luo Zhouran never replied to her, and she didn't want He Yanlang to extend his evil claws to Luo Zhouran again.

He chuckled softly, reached out and took his mobile phone from the shelf, slid his slender fingertips, and pinched the back of Lin Qinghuan's head with one hand, forcing her to raise her eyes to look at his phone.

His force was a little too strong, and Lin Qinghuan could feel that he was angry.

baffling.

On the screen were the messages that Lin Qinghuan had sent to Luo Zhouran more than ten minutes ago. Lin Qinghuan couldn't understand why these messages appeared on He Yanlang's phone.

[Lin Qinghuan: Zhou Ran, I'm going abroad. It seems that only by going abroad can I completely get rid of him.]

He asked with a smile, tears about to fall, "What's going on? Baby? Didn't you say there was no contact? What's going on?"

Lin Qinghuan was also angry. She slapped the bathtub water with both hands, splashing water everywhere. She yelled, "Why do you have the message I sent to Luo Zhouran!"

Lin Qinghuan's head was lifted up again, and he looked into He Yanlang's eyes. "Because I want to."

"You lunatic!" Lin Qinghuan wanted to grab something to hit He Yanlang, but there was nothing around, so he could only hit the water surface again and again like a drowning person, stirring up layers of water splashes.

"You still want to go abroad to find him, right? You just can't let him go, right?" His chin was lifted up, and he was forced to endure the suffocating kiss.

Try your best to break free.

Lin Qinghuan leaned back and was about to hit the edge of the bathtub, but He Yanlang held her up with his big hand and pressed her down.

She cried so hard, like hailstones hitting He Yanlang again and again, and the pain made him unable to breathe.

He Yanlang is serious about this.

Lin Qinghuan was scared to death.

"I don't want... He Yanlang..."

"You like him, don't you?"

He Yanlang made a phone call.

Lin Shen answered, looking puzzled, "Master?"

Lin Qinghuan's soft crying voice was heard over the phone, and Lin Shen frowned.

Are you sick again?

He Yanlang ordered coldly, "Check Luo Zhouran..."

"Don't... He Yanlang... I'll be obedient, obedient..."

Then the call was hung up.

Lin Qinghuan pleaded, "I don't like Luo Zhouran. I'm not going abroad to find him. I just want to stay away from you and get rid of you."

Every word is really heartbreaking.

"Stop shaking." He Yanlang gritted his teeth and yelled at Lin Qinghuan like a madman.

But she couldn't control the trembling of her body, both physically and mentally.

Lin Qinghuan's chest heaved, and he tried very hard to calm himself down and stop shaking.

She can't.

"Do you think if you shake me I won't mess with you?"