Chapter 317 This feeling is helpless, but it is just a brow that falls in my heart (72)

Fan Xian did not show Wen Xien's furious appearance, and even said calmly, "You are right, I am more shameless than you."

Ah this...

Wen Xien widened his eyes slightly, and he still couldn't understand what his words meant, so he was dragged away by him.

When I see this posture, it’s not easy.

Wen Xien tried his best to pull Fan Xian's hand even without pulling it.

Even though Wen Xien struggled desperately, Fan Xian was still pulled into a room. This hotel was an industry under his command, so he also had his own room.

The moment Wen Xien was dragged in by Fan Xian, the door was closed by him with a kick.

The bend of the hand that had been tightly grasped finally loosened.

"What do you want to do?" Wen Xien asked as calmly as possible, and kept taking several steps back, and his light stared at the door behind him.

Then he saw him lock the door.

A sneer came from the darkness.

It was this sneer that almost freezes Wen Xien's blood.

"...Fan Xian, I, I tell you, don't do anything randomly."

She heard herself tremblingly.

"What if I say I want it." The sound was so nice, but it looked like a poisoned knife. "What can you do? Do you think you can escape by yourself? Do you think you have the strength to resist?"

The curtains were tightly pulled, and the lights were not turned on, and the room was pitch black. They could only see each other's eyes. Both of them glared at each other, and the atmosphere was tense.

Fan Xian pulled off his tie, his voice was hoarse and low, and he contained a strong anger, "Since I'm so shameless, I don't mind being more shameless."

This sentence is ambiguous and profound.

Wen Xien was angry and annoyed, and was afraid, and his lips were trembling with anger, "You dare! I tell you Fan Xian, if you dare to touch me, I will never forgive you in my life."

Fan Xian pulled off his tie and walked over with his feet. The sound of leather shoes knocking on the floor was very steady and rhythmic, like a musical talisman for life.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, then don't forgive me, do you think I want your forgiveness?"

When Wen Xien noticed something was wrong, he wanted to run away, but Fan Xian saw through it a second ago.

The next second, Wen Xien was pressed hard on the sofa.

The other party was too strong, and Wen Xien was thrown out of tears and screamed in his throat.

Fan Xian's hands were holding her slender shoulders like eagle claws, almost embedded in her flesh. Wen Xien was so painful that she couldn't speak, but she didn't dare to talk nonsense, for fear of angering the man on her body.

The other party bent down very close, his breath was close enough, and sprayed on Wen Xien's snow neck, making her tremble all over.

In the darkness, Wen Xien didn't see it very clearly, but she knew intuition that the other party's pair of falcon-like eyes were staring at her sharply in the darkness, almost piercing her flesh.

At this moment, the lights in the room were on.

Wen Xien even thought about how the light was turned on?

But immediately Wen Xien dared not think about anything.

The bright white light poured down from the top of their heads, and was covered by Fan Xian's body, slantingly outlining his heroic nose and deep eyebrows.

And, the deep anger and... terrifying desire in those eyes.

The moment Wen Xien saw the other person's eyes clearly, all the hairs in his body exploded, and every cell was screaming in fear, escape quickly, escape quickly, she could never bear the man's methods.

"Fan Xian...Fan Xian, calm down... don't do anything random..." Her lips trembled, like delicate petals that were frightened to the point of fading, with unconscious begging in her voice, thin and glutinous.

Fan Xian looked at her look in a deep state, and a warm smile appeared on her thin lips.

"No, aren't you very capable? You're so scared now."

How can you not be timid? You are fucking unfair!

It would still be possible to beat it, but it can't be like this!

Wen Xienshuang lowered her eyes, casting a small shadow on her pale face, and after a moment of silence, she said softly, as if she was giving in, "Don't do this... Fan Xian, you don't want us to make trouble to that extent, right?"

Upon hearing this, Fan Xian slowly moved one hand to her side face, gently rubbing the tender and white skin with his thumb, feeling the warm trembling beneath it.

"What is the point?" He touched Wen Xien's snow cheek, as if he was admiring a beautiful and fragile work of art, with a nearly gentle tone.

near.

Wen Xien believed it.

"As long as you let me go now, we can be as good as before, Fan Xian, don't be confused anymore."

fart!

Once she escaped, she was guaranteed to run away. It was really a disaster. Such a thing happened.

She felt Fan Xian's power loosening, and as acquiesced, she immediately struggled to escape from the shackles, but before she could take a step, she tripped in place by a foot.

"Have I told you to leave?" Fan Xian was still so slow, his voice soft, but Wen Xien shuddered at the meaning of this sentence.

Fan Xian stood, and she lay on the ground in a mess.

Fan Xian chuckled, slowly took off his suit jacket, and his tall and upright figure immediately enveloped him. Wen Xien's eyes widened in horror and crawled forward in panic.

"Fan Xian!"

As soon as she climbed, Fan Xian took a step forward, controlling the rhythm and landed behind her for a distance, like the cruelest hunter teasing the dying beautiful prey, giving her some hope mercilessly, just to taste the pleasure of hunting.

Finally, when Wen Xien was about to escape, he reached out to grab Wen Xien's slender ankle, and dragged the man back in Wen Xien's desperate scream.

...

The thin white fingers unconsciously grabbed the fluffy carpet a few times, and the white shirt soaked in sweat was tightly attached to the slender back, outlining the exquisite and beautiful butterfly bones.

It trembled and shivered, like a crucified butterfly.

...

Crying and begging, but only made the condescending man behind him even more excited.

What a beautiful little thing, how miserable it is.

It's so pitiful, so stupid, so beautiful.

...

"Ah..." The man let out a dull and low laugh, his deep voice full of dark desire, and he teased slightly, "Yeah, it's a girl... What a beautiful girl..."

"...Get out." The hoarse voice was very light, as if it had dissipated with a little force by the wind.

"So cute, yeah, so great."

This beautiful face is as pink as spring peaches. I don’t know if it’s crying red or shy.

The fabric wrinkled in his hands, and the heat in his palms smothered on Wen Xien's cold skin through the fabric.

...

The black hair was wet with sweat and pressed against the white jade-like cheeks. The whole person was drowsy and exuded a decadent and seductive aura.

The watery eyes and wet and red lips were so beautiful that they were almost weird.

?        ? Yesterday I couldn't help but read the article by Shui Qiancheng, so I took a day off, especially you love a SB. This novel is really nice

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