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

Looking at the person lying on the ground, Qingyue felt like being struck by lightning.

Before she could react, two more gunshots rang out, and two more people fell down.

Their eyes were wide open in horror, blood was flowing, it was extremely shocking.

"The rest, take them back and torture them severely."

Sheng Yanzhou put his arms around Qingyue's waist.

Qingyue shuddered and dodged subconsciously.

Sheng Yanzhou frowned, stared at her with narrow eyes, and said with ridicule: "Are you afraid of me?"

His eyes were as bright as a wolf's at night, and Qingyue didn't dare to look him in the eye.

There was a sharp pain in her chin. Sheng Yanzhou held her chin and said with a smile: "These hands have been stained with human blood since I was a teenager."

Qingyue seemed to really smell a scent of blood.

She felt sick to her stomach and struggled to free herself from his grasp.

Sheng Yanzhou smiled coldly and beautifully in the night: "Why are you hiding? I have touched every part of your body. If my hands are stained, so are you."

"No, I'm different."

Qingyue was so scared that she turned around and tried to escape.

The next second, she was grabbed into his arms and a fierce kiss fell all over her.

Qingyue struggled desperately, but Sheng Yanzhou's hands were tightly clasped around her waist. He also had a gun in his hand, pressing it hard against her lower back.

He forcefully pried her lips open, sweeping away all her aura with a punishing intensity.

Soon, Qingyue's mouth was filled with the taste of blood.

She fainted immediately. Sheng Yanzhou picked her up and said a few words to Zhao Duo before returning to the car.

When Qingyue regained consciousness, she found herself sitting on Shengyanzhou's lap.

The car was driving towards Liyuan.

Turning my eyes, I saw the black pistol on the seat next to me.

"Shengyanzhou, you are a murderer."

Qingyue whispered.

Sheng Yanzhou laughed, his chest trembling slightly, and said in a low voice: "They are all damned people."

"You should hand them over to the police."

Qingyue said after a moment of hesitation.

Sheng Yanzhou lowered his head and met her pure and flawless eyes and her serious expression.

His originally furrowed brows suddenly relaxed and he raised the corners of his mouth.

"How could I forget that you are a little white rabbit who knows nothing. Although you are stupid, you are very funny."

As he spoke, he really scratched the tip of her nose twice with his index finger, just like teasing a pet.

Suddenly, the car shook and made a bang.

"what!"

Qingyue was already nervous and thought it was another gunshot. She was so scared that she quickly shrank into Sheng Yanzhou's arms and grabbed his clothes with her little hands.

Feeling the person in his arms trembling, Sheng Yanzhou tightened his arms.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here."

A magnetic and steady voice came from above his head, and Qingyue breathed a sigh of relief.

Back in Liyuan, Qingyue took a long hot bath.

The scenes of those people's deaths kept replaying in her mind. She felt cold all over and her teeth were chattering. She had to soak in hot water for a long time before she recovered a little.

Tonight's feast is still going strong.

As if on purpose, he stroked every inch of her skin with his fingers, held her in his arms, kissed her and whispered her name -

"Yue'er."

Qingyue was kissed so hard that she responded vaguely.

Her eyes were blurry, she bit her lips tightly, and her nails scratched across Sheng Yanzhou's broad shoulders.

It was not until the second half of the night that Sheng Yanzhou put her down.

Qingyue fell asleep quickly. As usual, she turned her back to him and kept her distance from him.

Sheng Yanzhou was just about to reach out and pull her into his arms.

Qingyue frowned and whispered, "Mr. Sheng, don't kill anyone."

Sheng Yanzhou raised his eyebrows, looked carefully, and found that she was talking in her sleep.

Then, she showed a very nervous and uneasy expression, as if she had dreamed of something terrible. She turned over and rolled into his arms, curling up into a small ball.

Looking at the woman who rarely took the initiative to throw herself into his arms, Sheng Yanzhou's mouth curled up with pleasure.

"Little white rabbit still wants to teach me how to do things?"

He pinched her face, feeling strangely proud, "Are you still thinking about me in your dreams?"

Qingyue leaned in his arms and suddenly muttered, "Brother Wenze."

The curve of Sheng Yanzhou's mouth froze instantly.

He lowered his head and kissed the woman in his arms hard until she opened her eyes hazily.

"who am I?"

Sheng Yanzhou pinched her chin and questioned.

Qingyue said dazedly, "Boss Sheng."

"Call my name!"

Sheng Yanzhou bit her lips.

"Um...Feast Island."

"Remember, you can only call yourself by this name in your dreams from now on. If you dare to call me Wen Ze again, I will punish you severely."

**

Wen Yan woke up in the morning and found the sheets beside her were flat.

Ji Hanshi didn’t sleep last night?

She looked around and found that he was not at home. She asked Aunt Zhang, but Aunt Zhang said she had not seen him.

"Did he go out last night? Mr. Ji is a busy man."

Aunt Zhang said.

Wen Yan nodded: "I think so."

She called Ji Hanshi, but the call was unreachable, and she became worried.

So he called Li Feiran, and Li Feiran picked up the phone.

But the answer was a bit hesitant: "Mr. Ji is on a business trip, so he might need a few days."

It was normal for Ji Hanshi to be on a business trip, but Wen Yan always felt that something was wrong.

I was daydreaming when my cell phone suddenly rang.

It was an unfamiliar number and she picked it up casually.

There was silence on the other side, followed by obvious panting sounds.

"Long time no see, do you miss me?"

The eerie and slippery voice came from that pervert Feng Yijue.

Wen Yan's scalp tingled and she subconsciously threw her phone away.

She took a deep breath and calmed herself down. It was just a phone call, no big deal.

She walked over and picked up the phone, which was still on the call.

"Feng Yijue."

She said coldly, "Is this the only trick you have? Hiding behind me like a rat and threatening me, you can't scare me."

Feng Yijue laughed: "I have to say, I like your personality."

"I know you are scared to death. You think I can't hear that your voice is trembling. I remembered the marks I left on your body in the villa in Shalai. Are they still there?"

Thinking of that incident, Wen Yan's face turned pale.

Feng Yijue continued, "Snow-white skin, red marks. Next time, I will leave these marks all over your body, especially... on your belly."

Wen Yan immediately hung up the call and blocked the number as quickly as possible.

She lowered her head and stroked her obviously bulging belly, her tears were about to fall.

I called Ji Hanshi again, but still couldn't get through.

Wen Yan sat on the bed and wrapped herself tightly with the quilt. She wished Ji Hanshi could be with her at this moment.

night.

Wen Yan tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.

Suddenly I smelled a thick smell of smoke, so I got up to check and found that the first floor was already filled with smoke.

Aunt Zhang ran upstairs in a panic: "Madam, hurry up, there's a fire!"

Without having time to think, and without even packing her things, Wen Yan grabbed her cell phone and ran out with Aunt Zhang.

When he got outside, he was choking and coughing.

Aunt Zhang called the police and the fire truck arrived quickly. The damaged area of ​​the house was not large, but the first floor was in a mess and was no longer habitable.

Wen Yan asked the firefighters: "How did this fire start?"

The firefighter said: "The fire started in the restaurant. We also found that the window next to the restaurant was broken. We cannot rule out the possibility that someone deliberately set the fire."

Wen Yan understood instantly that it was Feng Yijue who did it.

"Thank you."

She thanked the firefighters.

After the firefighters left, Wen Yan called Wen Xun. When Wen Xun learned about what happened, he immediately drove over and took her back to the Wen family's old house.

Wen Yan asked Aunt Zhang to go home first and come back after the house was repaired.

"Why did it catch fire out of nowhere?"

After returning home, Wen Xun couldn't help but ask, "Fortunately, we found it in time, otherwise it would be too dangerous. Where is Ji Hanshi?"

"He was on a business trip."

Wen Yan lowered her eyes and spoke calmly.

She returned to the room, turned on her cell phone, and saw another strange text message.

"Baby, do you like the gift?"

It turned out to be Feng Yijue.

Wen Yan was on the verge of collapse and barely slept a wink that night.