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

He Yanlang's gaze immediately fell on Lin Qinghuan, who was lying on the floor in a dishevel.

Angry, his emotions were almost out of control, what they had done to his girl.

The hair stained by red wine was messy and stuck to the floor, there was blood at the corners of the lips, and the fair and delicate face was red and swollen.

The white chiffon shirt was also soaked in red wine. The clothes were torn into shreds, and the area from the neck to below the collarbone was stained with red wine. Beside her, a red bottle was thrown casually on the floor, with small white pills scattered around.

He Yanlang sighed, wondering what these beasts had given her to eat.

When Lin Shen saw the girl on the ground, he couldn't help but turn his head away, not daring to look.

It's too awful.

He Yanlang walked towards the three people without any hurry, and slowly spoke to the person sitting astride Lin Qinghuan, with a cold tone, "Get off her."

Red Hair did as he was told, and then He Yanlang kicked him. Red Hair was caught off guard, and He Yanlang's kick was powerful enough, so he was kicked back a meter or two, knocking over the coffee table and screaming in pain.

Seeing this, the other two quickly distanced themselves from He Yanlang. He came to be a hero and save the woman.

He Yanlang took off his coat and covered Lin Qinghuan with it. His eyes were red and moist. He called out gently, "Huanhuan."

Lin Qinghuan glanced at him, and the tears that had stopped burst out again. She grabbed his arm, her nails digging into his flesh, and burrowed into his arms. Big drops of hot tears fell on his clothes, burning him.

He spoke to comfort her again, "Huanhuan, it's okay, don't be afraid."

He Yanlang disdained the idea of ​​beating these beasts with his own hands and getting his hands dirty.

He carried Lin Qinghuan to the door, paused at the door, and said to Lin Shen, "Don't report him yet, just give him a beating, but don't kill him."

These three people are all second-generation rich and powerful people in Beijing, and they are prodigal sons.

He Yanlang was not afraid, but he was afraid of causing trouble for Lin Qinghuan, especially since he and Lin Qinghuan had such an awkward relationship, he couldn't protect her all the time.

He carried Lin Qinghuan and walked out the door.

But something was wrong with Lin Qinghuan in his arms.

The medicine worked.

Lin Qinghuan just felt uncomfortable, and the uncontrollable desire in her body began to clamor out. She shook her head uncomfortably, trying to keep herself awake.

I'd rather die suddenly than be touched by him again.

Lin Qinghuan held back.

Her swollen cheeks were stained with lust, and her eyes became more and more blurred. She was greedy for the faint scent of perfume on He Yanlang's body, and kept getting into his arms.

The body's instinctive reaction seems to overwhelm reason.

He Yanlang was stunned by her lustful actions and remembered the red bottle and the small white pills on the ground.

Three beasts!

He turned around and went back to the suite. Four bodyguards in black were punching and kicking three young men, who were screaming. Lin Shen sat with his legs crossed and watched, looking somewhat dignified at the moment.

Seeing He Yanlang coming back, he immediately stood up like a lackey, "Master?"

He Yanlang ignored him and walked straight towards the bedroom with Lin Qinghuan in his arms, then closed the door with a bang.

The soundproofing of star-rated hotels is very good. The screams were still lingering in my ears just now, but when I closed the door, there was nothing.

Lin Qinghuan knew exactly what drug she had been given. The remaining shred of rationality allowed her to maintain her last bit of dignity, "Don't touch me!"

He Yanlang gently put her down on the bed. She looked dirty, and he obviously had a serious obsession with cleanliness.

Their noses were to each other's noses, their eyes were to each other's eyes, their mouths were to each other's mouths, and He Yanlang said softly, "Huanhuan, you've been drugged. You won't be able to bear it if you don't do it."

Lin Qinghuan turned her head away, tears dripping down her cheeks again.

She has never been a person with strong willpower. She is afraid of pain and suffering, but she still gritted her teeth and refused coldly, "You get out, I can get through it."

"Huanhuan?" He Yanlang's eyes were red, and he called out in pain, "Don't be stubborn, okay? I'll help you dissolve the medicine first. We can talk about your grievances later. You've eaten too much. If I don't do it, something bad will really happen!"

She was almost dying of pain.

Perhaps it was the desire to survive, she pushed He Yanlang away and walked towards the bathroom.

He Yanlang followed behind her.

He was afraid that if he used force at this moment, Lin Qinghuan would be unable to bear it mentally and would collapse.

The shower head was turned on, and ice-cold water dripped down randomly. Lin Qinghuan stood under the shower head, still getting splashed with water with her clothes closed.

The desire subsided for just a moment because of the biting cold water, but after the body adapted to the temperature of the cold water, the desire rose again.

He Yanlang stood at the bathroom door and looked at her with concern.

Lin Qinghuan just stood under the shower and looked at him coldly, feeling miserable... as if she was dying.

Lin Qinghuan forced a laugh and laughed at himself.

He Yanlang's superior bone structure had always attracted her. His jawline was smooth and clear, and his sexy Adam's apple rolled slightly downwards.

Even when she was sober, she couldn't get enough of his skills. Now that she was in such a miserable state and was forced to swallow the medicine, her desire increased dramatically.

What's more, he was begging her.

Tears were still flowing down her face, and she couldn't tell whether they were tears or cold water. She should be proud of herself.

Lin Qinghuan said, "He Yanlang, you begged me to give it to you."

Hope ignited in his eyes. Lin Qinghuan finally gave in. He answered quickly, "Yes, I begged you."

"Then kneel down and beg me to give it to you." Lin Qinghuan raised her eyebrows, suppressing the beast in her heart, thinking about how to pull down the man who had always been high and mighty.

He was so bad to her, so awful.

So what if she's a little bad.

Just as she said this, the man slowly walked towards her, knelt on one knee a few dozen centimeters away from her, and stretched out a hand. His face was full of affection, and his low-key and charming voice was full of tenderness. "Huanhuan, I beg you, please have mercy on me and give yourself to me again."

His clothes were also soaked by the cold water. Large pieces of rain dripped down along the ends of his black hair, onto his devilish face, and then down to his collarbone. The wet clothes outlined the contours of his perfect body.

No one knows how powerful he is better than Lin Qinghuan.

Very tempting.

Lin Qinghuan stretched out his hand and he stood up.

Lin Qinghuan was stubborn and proud, and wanted to clarify their relationship, "You are just my antidote..."

Before she could finish her words, the man had already pushed her against the wall and was kissing her madly.

...

Lin Qinghuan fainted while lying on the bed.

When I woke up again, I was already in the hospital. Wen Yijing, Jian Yan and Yan Xia were all there.

Seeing that she woke up, the three girls came over and surrounded her.

Wen Yijing was about to cry, "Qinghuan, you scared us to death."

Jian Yan immediately added, "Jingjing, stop crying. Didn't the doctor say that Qinghuan's low blood sugar and over-exercise aren't serious problems?"

Wasn’t she doing that with He Yanlang?

How come I woke up in the hospital?