Lu Chuan's face darkened and he immediately hugged Yun Xiaoxiao and dodged.

Ji Yan cursed out loud: "You're fucking sick!" His peach blossom eyes were full of anger.

Jian Qinzhi had no expression on his face, but he moved quickly and dodged.

The black car did not stop, but turned right and accurately crashed into an equally powerful private car.

He didn't stop the car until he hit the car so hard that he couldn't see it anymore. Nie Yi's eyes were bloodshot and he looked out of control.

"Jian Qinzhi, I don't have many years left to live, and Yun Zhiyue is the only one who is still obsessed with something. If you insist on fighting with me, I will definitely kill you."

The sports car roared away. Yun Xiaoxiao's face turned pale with fright and she huddled in Lu Chuan's arms, trembling. Her sister...what should she do?

Ji Yan's face was grim: "What are you going to do? The more limited his life is, the more indulgent that person is to him."

Jian Qinzhi calmly took out his phone and said, "Indulgence? That depends on who you are facing."

Dial the phone: "Yes, give the video to the president and say I just want some quiet time."

Ji Yan was surprised: "Fuck, you kissed Zhiyue just to provoke Nie Yi to take action, you... you had a plan long ago, damn, you old pervert!"

Looking at his scrapped car, Jian Qinzhi smiled faintly: "It can be considered a worthy death."

Yun Zhiyue returned to her apartment, which had three bedrooms and a living room. It was big enough for her to live alone. It turned out that all the photos were of Nie Yi. She didn't know whether he had taken them down when he said he would redecorate the house for her.

Forget it, I don’t ask for it to be removed, but a little less is fine. At least I don’t have to face Nie Yi’s face when I go to the bathroom to poop.

However, after opening the door, she was stunned...

This is not a renovation at all, it's just that all the photos were changed and posed in various more flashy styles.

She really couldn't expect anything from him as a spendthrift.

I let out a long sigh and walked in resignedly. Never mind, I've gotten used to having a crazy guy around me.

Lying on the big bed with Nie Yi's dog face printed on the sheets, Yun Zhiyue closed her eyes. The fatigue from the recent program recording made her fall asleep quickly.

I don’t know how long I slept when I heard the doorbell.

I got up in a daze and looked at the time. It was 11 o'clock in the evening.

Well, the only person who can come to visit at this time is Nie Yi.

She went to open the door impatiently. As soon as she opened it a little, she felt the cold wind and shuddered. Something was wrong!

Nie Yi has her door password!

I was about to close the door reflexively, but then a voice came from the door: “It’s me.”

Yun Zhiyue opened the door in surprise: "Uncle Jian?"

"Well, I have something to talk to you about."

Seeing someone about to go in, Yun Zhiyue immediately blocked the door when she remembered that her family was full of that dog face: "If you have anything to say, just say so. It's inconvenient."

"Ha! Besides Nie Yi, do you have anyone else? Tell me and I'll solve it together."

Yun Zhiyue opened her eyes and said, "Solve it together? You...what do you mean? What happened to Nie Yi?"

The door was pushed open, and Jian Qinzhi walked in naturally. Seeing the densely packed photos in the room, his eyes turned cold.

"Isn't that enough?"

Yun Zhiyue threw a pair of new slippers over and said nonchalantly, "I didn't put it there, what are you drinking?"

"water."

Yun Zhiyue went to the kitchen to pour a cup, brought it out and placed it in front of Jian Qinzhi: "Uncle Jian, if you have anything to say, just call me. Why bother to come here in person in the middle of the night?"

“Because you can’t do it over the phone.”

Before she could react to what this meant, Yun Zhiyue was pulled into Qingxue's arms. Jian Qinzhi lowered his head and said, "Be good this time."

"Um...what are you...doing?"

Yun Zhiyue struggled, but her hands were handcuffed. Jian Qinzhi was dissatisfied with her for not opening her mouth, so he bit her lips.

He gasped in pain and the tip of his tongue went deeper.

When the tips of their tongues touched, Jian Qinzhi reacted strongly, and the arm pressing on her waist almost strangled her for a moment.

"Hmm!" Yun Zhiyue groaned in pain, and this sound also became a catalyst.

She was pushed down on the sofa, resting her head on a pillow with Nie Yi's face printed on it, and was pressed down by Jian Qinzhi and forcefully kissed.

【Strategy value 72! 】

[Strategy value 75! French kissing is indeed effective. ]

The kiss was so long that she was almost suffocated. When she got a chance to catch her breath, she didn't care at all as the man's hand began to caress her waist again. She only felt golden stars in front of her eyes.

"Zhiyue, for a long time in the future, you will only have me to deal with, so... are you ready for the plunder you expect?"

Yun Zhiyue came back to her senses and immediately asked, "Where's Nie Yi?"

"Um... stop kissing me, my lips hurt."

Jian Qinzhi slid down the corner of her lips and sucked on her neck.

"Uncle Jian! Don't... don't leave any marks, I... ah, it hurts!"

Planting a deep red mark on her snowy skin, Jian Qinzhi kissed her earlobe and told her very clearly: "First, don't mention the name Nie Yi again. Second, you have to listen to what I say."

Yun Zhiyue snorted coldly: "So what if you don't listen?"

His clothes were lifted up, and Jian Qinzhi buried his head halfway up the mountain without hesitation, and said in an unclear tone: "Maybe you want to be obedient after you are exhausted, that's fine, I like it very much."

Yun Zhiyue arched her body, grabbed Jian Qinzhi's hair impatiently, and deliberately emphasized her tone: "Uncle Jian!"

【Strategy level 77.】

Jian Qinzhi stopped moving, reached out and picked her up, saying, "I'll give you some time to adapt, but it won't be long."

Carrying her into the room, Jian Qinzhi paused when he saw Nie Yi's face all over the bedspread and pillow.

After putting her into bed, Jian Qinzhi showed no intention of leaving. He took off his coat and covered herself with the same quilt as her.

Yun Zhiyue: “…”

"Uncle Jian, are you...too shameless? I have nothing to do with you."

Jian Qinzhi's hand reached into her clothes again and played with her waist. He seemed to have a special liking for this place...

"Zhiyue, you are much smarter than Xiaoxiao. You know very well that I want it, and you can't refuse it, so don't say those naive words and try to make me let you go."

"Essentially, Nie Yi and I are the same kind of people, but we both plunder. I will make you more comfortable. Go to sleep, and you will know tomorrow."

Yun Zhiyue blinked her eyes. What did he mean?

And where is Nie Yi? It doesn’t make sense for Jian Qinzhi to kiss her on a variety show. Why is Nie Yi so quiet?

Ten minutes later, Jian Qinzhi asked her, "You don't want to sleep, shall we do something else?"

Yun Zhiyue closed her eyes immediately.

She didn't know when she fell asleep, but she knew how she woke up.

I can't breathe, I'm suffocating!

The bastard kissed her like he wanted to eat her, and some things were more impulsive early in the morning.

Seeing the bodies folded in the quilt, Yun Zhiyue dared not move.

Even though his lips and teeth were numb, he didn't resist at all. Jian Qin smiled and said, "How smart! I thought you would resist and I would follow the trend. But why didn't you fall for it?"

Yun Zhiyue's voice was lazily like someone who had just woken up: "Uncle Jian...can you please not be like this?"

"You still call me Uncle Jian. It seems that you like that feeling. Well... it's okay for you to call me when we do it. You can just call me by my name at other times."

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