Addicted to kissing his wife, Mr. Ji is no longer evil

Qingyue's sudden and intimate behavior made Shengyanzhou raise an eyebrow.

But the next second his expression turned impatient and he pulled her away.

"Been touched by other men, stay away from me."

Qingyue whispered: "He didn't touch me, my hand was injured, he just cleaned the wound for me."

It would have been better if he hadn't said this, but once he said it, Sheng Yanzhou's eyes became even colder.

Qingyue gritted her teeth and put her arms around Shengyanzhou's neck again.

She had no other bargaining chips and could only clumsily use her body to please this domineering man again and again, begging him to have pity on her.

After being pushed away several times in a row, Qingyue felt a little discouraged.

"Mr. Sheng, what can I do to calm you down?"

She crawled into the dust.

Sheng Yanzhou curled his lips and said, "Want me to calm down?"

He looked down and pointed.

"come over."

Qingyue walked over and knelt on one knee. Shengyanzhou leaned back, put his elbows on the table, and looked at her leisurely.

Qingyue didn't understand what he meant at first.

Look at him in confusion.

Sheng Yanzhou pointed at the zipper and said in a deep voice, "Let's start."

Qingyue's face turned red instantly.

"I...I won't."

Sheng Yanzhou sneered: "If you can't, then learn it now."

He took out his cell phone and made a call: "Zhao Duo, send me a few of those movies."

Zhao Duo on the other end of the phone was stunned, "Ah? Which one?"

The next second he understood and said immediately: "Oh, I'll send it right away, please wait."

He called Ayao again: "Ayao, send me some movies."

Ah Yao snorted, "Give me money."

"It's what I want, go ask him for the money!"

Zhao Duo said unhappily.

"What? When did we develop this hobby?"

A Yao showed a jaw-dropping expression.

Zhao Duo said calmly: "Maybe he is planning to teach on the spot. Qingyue is in Liyuan tonight."

"possible!"

A Yao chuckled, "Then I have to find some classics for our grandfather to enjoy."

"That's enough. Don't scare the girl."

Zhao Duo felt that A Yao was a bit creepy.

"Wait for my news!"

Five minutes later, A Yao sent a few movies to Zhao Duo. He opened them casually and his eyes widened.

"I rely on!"

He quickly closed the video and sent the content to Shengyanzhou.

The huge projection screen in the living room was displaying erotic and charming images.

"Look up and study hard."

Sheng Yanzhou glanced at Qingyue who was blushing and lowering her head.

"Yes, Mr. Sheng."

Qingyue gritted her teeth and continued reading.

After watching two movies in a row, Sheng Yanzhou asked, "Do you understand it?"

Qingyue bit her lip and nodded.

If you say no, you will definitely have to keep watching.

She walked silently to Shengyanzhou, knelt down, and unzipped her pants...

ten minutes later.

"What the hell did you learn?"

Sheng Yanzhou suddenly grabbed Qingyue's jaw, his handsome face turned red and he looked like he was gritting his teeth.

Qingyue looked at him awkwardly.

That pitiful look made Shengyanzhou's desire burn even more fiercely.

Without waiting for her to react, he directly carried Qingyue to the bedroom and threw her on the bed.

"Mr. Sheng, I..."

Qingyue's words were roughly blocked in her throat. Shengyanzhou lifted her hands above her head and kissed her hard.

Extremely domineering, occupying without resistance.

Qingyue’s face was pale, she was gasping for breath, and every hit was as painful as being tortured to death.

Shengyanzhou always loses control of Qingyue, indulging in her young body and her refreshing smell.

By the time he realized that the person under him was in a bad condition, he had been struggling for nearly three hours.

Qingyue closed her eyes and her pale lips trembled slightly.

"Hey!"

Sheng Yanzhou patted her face, but there was no response.

After letting her go, Sheng Yanzhou saw the bloodstains on the bed sheet. His eyes dimmed and he stood up to make a phone call.

When Zhao Duo received the call, he thought the boss was asking for the movie again.

"Call the doctor."

Sheng Yanzhou's voice was extremely cold.

Zhao Duo didn't dare to delay and immediately called his private doctor.

The female doctor came and checked and said the situation was not good. She immediately called a colleague to bring a large amount of medicine.

Zhao Duo stretched his neck to observe the heavy expression on the doctor's face, and then glanced at Sheng Yanzhou who was sitting on the sofa smoking a cigar, and couldn't help but sigh -

Let you learn, but not let you surpass!

The doctors and nurses had been busy inside for half an hour but there was no sign of them coming out.

Sheng Yanzhou put out his third cigar, glanced back at the bedroom, and asked Zhao Duo: "Should I be gentler?"

Zhao Duo took a deep breath and thought to himself, you finally found out.

However, he did not dare to say this directly, and only smiled and said: "Although the old saying goes that there are only cows that die of exhaustion, but no land that is plowed, but you are the Bull Demon King, so you still have to take it easy. I am afraid that Miss Qingyue's three acres of fertile land cannot withstand your power."

Sheng Yanzhou's eyes sank slightly, he said nothing, and had a thoughtful expression.

After more than ten minutes, the doctors and nurses finally came out.

"Her condition is very bad. The wound that had not yet healed was torn again."

The female doctor seemed a little angry and glared at Sheng Yanzhou deliberately.

Zhao Duo thought that this doctor was really brave, but Sheng Yanzhou's attention seemed to be on the bedroom, and he didn't care about the female doctor's infraction.

"Also, she drank a lot of alcohol and showed signs of gastric bleeding. She must rest well in the next few days and pay special attention to her diet."

The doctor gave some more precautions and left.

Sheng Yanzhou returned to the bedroom and saw Qingyue lying thinly on the big bed with an IV drip on the back of her hand. Her face was extremely pale and haggard.

She closed her eyes and slept uneasily with her brows furrowed.

Sheng Yanzhou's tall figure stood by the window, stroking her cheek with his slender fingers.

Qingyue's eyelids twitched and she rubbed his hand actively.

A hint of joy flashed in Shengyanzhou's eyes.

But the next second, Qingyue murmured: "Brother Wen Ze, I miss you so much..."

She dreamed of Wen Ze again.

She seemed to have returned to her youth, in the back garden of the Wen family's old house, with the setting sun shining obliquely. After school, she sat on a stone bench doing her homework.

She is not a smart student. She just transferred to the school and cannot keep up with many courses.

She bit the tip of her pen, at a loss as to how to do her homework.

"If you don't understand a question, I'll teach you."

In the golden sunlight, the young man in white put one hand in his pocket and looked at her with a pair of gentle eyes.

Qingyue's heart seemed to be melting.

Even the pain in my body was much lessened.

The days of youth were so beautiful and tender. She wished it could be like this forever. Until the masked gangster waved a knife at Wen Ze, she rushed forward without thinking.

She still remembered the feeling of the sharp blade cutting her skin.

She covered her face, ignoring the blood, and hastily avoided Wen Ze's gaze.

She was too ugly and didn't want Wen Ze to see her disfigured face.

She hid in a dark corner, curled up her body, and could only watch Wen Ze chatting and joking with other girls from afar through a small gap.

She was really envious and sad.

Qingyue woke up crying. When she opened her eyes, she couldn't remember where she was for a moment.

"You're crying so sadly, what did you dream about?"

A low, magnetic voice suddenly came.

When she looked up, she saw Sheng Yanzhou standing beside her. When Qingyue met his gaze, she subconsciously shuddered and shrank.

"Boss Sheng, I...I didn't cry."

Sheng Yanzhou's eyes were dark, and he sneered: "The pillow is almost soaked, and I just changed it today."

Qingyue felt embarrassed and struggled to sit up.

"Sorry, I'm leaving now."

She felt a stinging pain on the back of her hand and realized she was on an IV.

Sheng Yanzhou's lips curled up with deep sarcasm: "Can you leave? Or do you plan to crawl back and join your crappy class that has no future at all?"