Married to a wealthy family by mistake, the uncle spoiled her

There was still no response from the other end.

Han Ting frowned and called out softly, "Yingzi..."

There was still no sound from the other end.

Han Ting's heart was beating in his throat, and the slight intoxication made him sober up.

Just as he was about to call out again, there was a sudden bang from the other end.

It was like the dull sound of flesh hitting the ground.

Then Shang Aiying gasped and gnashed her teeth, "You bastard, you dare to drug me? I'll fight you!"

Then, the man gasped and said hoarsely, "This is not drugging, this is the interest between men and women, Yingzi, we have been dating for so long, and you have never given it to me. I have endured it for long enough.

Be good and listen to me this time. Not only will I make you feel extremely happy, but I can also give you a child.

When we have a child, your grandfather will no longer oppose us and will definitely allow us to get married."

Shang Aiying was extremely angry.

But his voice was so soft, "You are shameless! If you want Grandpa's approval, you should work hard on your own instead of just thinking about it and making things a done deal!"

The man's voice was filled with a hint of anger: "Isn't it better to cook it already? You want it too, right? Look at you, you're so soft. Let your brother love you well, okay..."

"No, let me go!"

Shang Aiying picked up something and started throwing it at him madly, but her body was weak and she couldn't muster any strength, so the hitting on the man was like scratching an itch.

She wanted to find her cell phone. She just wanted to call Han Ting's brother, but the two of them rolled from one end of the bed to the other, and the phone was thrown away somewhere.

The man clasped her hands, pressed them above her head, and began to kiss her face.

She was so anxious that tears were streaming down her face.

He gnashed his teeth and said, "Liu Jian, if you dare to touch me tonight, we're done!"

The man paused slightly, but he had also used the fun, and now he was in a difficult situation.

While kissing her face, he said hoarsely: "Dear, how can this be over? The more we play, the more loving and happy we will be. Yingzi, respond to me, kiss me, and I will take you to paradise together..."

As the man spoke, he moved his big hands down and fastened the buttons on her collar.

With a "click", the buttons were unbuttoned, revealing the snow-white inside. A warm current rushed through his mind and he leaned over to kiss her.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, there was a "bang" and the door behind him was kicked open.

The man on top of Shang Aiying was shocked.

Before he could react, he was picked up and a big fist hit him in the face with a thud.

It hit him so hard that he felt dizzy and his soul was flying. With another "bang", he hit the corner of the wall.

Han Ting walked over, stretched out his shiny pointed leather shoes, and stepped on the man's neck.

The man's face was bruised and his nose was swollen. He was suffocating. His eyes were wide open. He raised his hand with great effort and pinched his leather shoe. He muttered, "You, who are you?"

"I am the King of Hell who has come to take your life."

Han Ting was as gloomy as a demon from hell. His voice was thick with the smell of blood. He spoke word by word and increased the strength of his feet.

The man's face was purple, his pupils were wide open, and he was like an ant being crushed under foot, twisted in pain, and on the verge of death.

For a moment, I was too weak to even call for help.

At this critical moment, Shang Aiying called out softly, "Brother Han Ting..."

Han Ting, who was in a violent and bloodthirsty state, came to his senses, retracted his foot, and walked towards the faint cry.