President Ling got slapped in the face again today

She raised her head to meet Xiao Zeyang's furious and sinister eyes, with a smile on her brows, full of provocation, and the humiliating counterattack from the victor.

Xiao Zeyang's face was blushing, half of it was because of drunkenness, and the other half was because of anger, he was like a furious warrior accepting a challenge, he dragged Fan Xiaoqing's arm out of the bar.

As soon as the two of them entered the hotel room, Xiao Zeyang immediately turned off the lights of the hotel when they were turned on. He detained Fan Xiaoqing with his backhand and pressed him against the wall.
Fan Xiaoqing continued to verbally attack: "What? That's all you can do? You're just a soft-headed person who only dares to take advantage of the yellow soup, and no woman can value it..."

"Shut up!" Xiao Zeyang grabbed her hair and threw Fan Xiaoqing onto the bed like a rag.

Xiao Zeyang tore the little cloth on her body, which was just used to hide her shame, and bullied people ruthlessly without any foreplay.

"Ah!" Fan Xiaoqing yelled out in pain, and was greeted with Xiao Zeyang's insult and ridicule.

He didn't want to see Fan Xiaoqing's face, so he turned him over and began to humiliate him in a shameful gesture.
He pulled her hair and made her look up in pain to cooperate with him: "You are really cheap, does the feeling of being ridden back make you feel good? Look at you, do you know how disgusting you are now? I really want to take a mirror for you to take a picture."

Every time he insulted, his actions became more arrogant, and he poured all the pressure and anger in his heart on Fan Xiaoqing,

Fan Xiaoqing's previous irony was purely a provocation out of self-defense and counterattack. Now that her strength is at a disadvantage, she is forced to bear Xiao Zeyang's violence and rudeness. She has no mercy and can only vent.

With a crisp "pa", Xiao Zeyang began to use 'force' to vent on Fan Xiaoqing, wishing to kill the person in front of him.

"Ah, woo~, ah...don't...don't do this, stop now...I was wrong..."

Fan Xiaoqing's sobs accompanied by begging for mercy, spread to Xiao Zeyang's ears continuously, but they didn't make him stop for a moment, it only stimulated him to go crazy and start a more violent attack.

"Oh... no more, I was wrong... Zeyang... I was wrong..." Fan Xiaoqing cried weakly, the softness and tenderness in his voice seemed to be able to seduce people's hearts and souls.

Xiao Zeyang finally responded in the violence he was addicted to, but it was no longer violent, but a gentle reproach: "Did you finally know that you were wrong? I have treated you so well, loved you so much, and loved you so much. I haven't said anything serious, but you still want to be angry with me like this, why don't you let me not be angry? I'm just angry, I just hate, I wish I could beat you up!"

His movements are still vigorous, but they are much gentler than the rampage just now, no matter what,
With tears in her eyes, Fan Xiaoqing continued to beg for mercy in a weak voice: "I'm sorry, Zeyang, I was really wrong, please be gentle, I was really wrong, woo..."

Her softness was very effective, Xiao Zeyang had a stress response to her weakness, as if driven by her, he turned her over, pressed her under him, and kissed her soft lips, over and over again, until he was suffocated. The tenderness that makes people doubt life warned: "There is no next time, you know?"

"Answer me!" He began to capture Fan Xiaoqing with passionate kisses, planting slices of tenderness in her body,

While making Fan Xiaoqing shudder, he also fell, and he replied following his capture: "Mmm~"

This small whimper seemed to be an aphrodisiac poison, making Xiao Zeyang crazy but not satisfied, his lips were close to her ear, planting a fire there: "Say you love me, only love me, and only belong to me forever! "

Fan Xiaoqing had already been captured, and kept twisting her delicate body to respond to her, clinging to his strong chest muscles, stroking his jet-black hair, softening herself into a puddle of spring water, trying to nourish him: "I love you, Ze Yang, I am yours, and I will be yours from now on..."

The breaths of the two kept intertwining, and Fan Xiaoqing had completely fallen.

She has never been treated so tenderly, held in the palm of a man like a darling, she was forced to be helpless before, even if she didn't want to, she had to endure disgust to serve those stinky men. Fill the crushed atrium with money.

How long has it been since she was loved on the tip of her heart?So much so that she forgot what it was like.

She seemed to have found herself, the girl before her heartbreak, and tried her best to welcome the man who loved him.

Just when she was intoxicated, Xiao Zeyang confessed to her ear over and over again with endless love: "I love you, I really love you, don't leave me... Weiwei!"

Fan Xiaoqing was shocked, like waking up from a dream.

Her sweet dream lasted only a few seconds before it was instantly shattered.

The grievance, humiliation, unwillingness, and lust that has not had time to recede are quenched in the pond in her eyes at the same time, bringing her back to reality again, touching every nerve of her body.

The man who was pressing her was still unbelievably gentle, whispering endless love words in her ears, but every word was like a steel needle, piercing her wounded heart fiercely.

The moment of tenderness she wanted was nothing more than a charity that others didn't want, but she was so sunk that she couldn't extricate herself. She laughed at her own pity and hated her own pity!

After a night of skin-to-skin contact, when Fan Xiaoqing woke up, the quilt beside her had already cooled down, as if no one had ever stayed there, and the floor in the room was as messy as if it had been trampled by someone.

Xiao Zeyang came out of the bathroom, his face was stern, without a trace of softness, even his usual gentle temperament disappeared without a trace at this moment, replaced by a condescending sternness.

He was casually changing into a new custom-made suit, and for a moment, he seemed to be back to the gentle and polite young man in the past, but at the moment he met Fan Xiaoqing, his cold and disgusted eyes made her lose her mind for a moment. Pulled back to reality.

Xiao Zeyang looked at the naked Fan Xiaoqing sarcastically, took out a bank card from his wallet, and threw it at Fan Xiaoqing in humiliation,
"Don't let me see you again!"

He turned around without nostalgia, and when he passed by his scattered clothes last night, he kicked him in disgust, and never looked back.

Fan Xiaoqing picked up the discarded card, the remaining warmth on it could burn a hole in her heart, she couldn't hold back her tears any longer, they fell down patter patter.

Even though she was already numb after hearing the words of ridicule and contempt, there was always a moment when the nerves loosened, and the fragility escaped.

No one can be strong forever, not to mention that she always knew what she was clinging to and lived, so she had to accept it all.

Everything is the result of one's own choice, self-inflicted suffering, and self-deprecation.

But she comforted herself and felt that compared to those disgusting, greasy, rough and perverted men who didn't let her sleep on the bed after the work, Xiao Zeyang was already fine.

At least last night, she really realized what it's like for a man to truly love a woman.

When she knew the long balance in the bank card, the wound in her heart was healed a bit, and her affection for Xiao Zeyang rose to another level.

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The final of the 'Sparkling Cup' is just around the corner. Driven by the hype of the He Group and the Ling Group, online voting has been launched, and the works of the preliminary and semi-final rounds have been publicized. Among the current top ten seeded contestants, no matter Whether it is ranked in terms of strength, appearance, or popularity of topics, He Dongwei is firmly in the top three.

And as his attention was too high, the details were also dug out. Some unscrupulous media directed the risk to the previous duel between He Dongwei and Yang Zhen in order to attract people's attention. There are still people on the Internet who are complaining for Yang Zhen.

Articles criticizing and maliciously speculating on He Dongwei continued to appear. Yang Li and Ling Li tried their best to suppress and delete the posts. When the matter was almost suppressed, there was a fierce counterattack.

An article titled "The Ordinary Me, Seeing the Power of Capital" instantly occupied the headline position on the hot list, and one stone stirred up a thousand waves. The author of the article put himself in the perspective of a weak commoner, shortening the distance with readers, making People are full of resentment.

In today's age of dissatisfaction, people who have been consumed by capital, served, or exploited all have a deep understanding. They think that many unsatisfactory lives in their lives are caused by those who occupy a large amount of social resources and disrupt social rules. man made,
The author of the title article is very good at grasping this point. First, he started to complain about his actions such as deleting posts and accusing comments, and then dug into the reasons for He Dongwei's success, shaping her into a woman who relies on family power. , taking advantage of her appearance, abruptly packaged herself as a capable player, and many people began to question her works,

Even if some loyal fans listed He Dongwei's previous series of excellent works, it is a fact that He Dongwei has become a tool for capital to manipulate netizens. She is on the opposite side of the weak and small masses, and netizens have contributed their own melons. Enthusiasm, let the hot topic continue to hang high.

They all shouted 'Let the bullets fly for a while longer', some of them didn't think it was a big deal, and posted a post every half an hour to remind all netizens that the matter was not over yet.

He Dongwei didn't know the intensity of the matter at first, and she was still concentrating on preparing her work. Seeing that her mood was calm, Yaya couldn't help but tell her the truth.

After He Dongwei found out, she didn't have time to tell Ling Li, so she ran to her home immediately.

With such a big impact, the Dinghaishen needle at home also had to vibrate, and she must have run home immediately to prevent the tsunami.

Sure enough, as soon as she entered the door, she saw He Zheng sitting in the living room, Yang Li and Xiao Zeyang standing on both sides, especially Yang Li, who stood with her head lowered, was in front of Xiao Zeyang, facing He Zheng. question.

"This is the result you want? If you make her public, let her suffer unwarranted abuse, and make the He family a target of public criticism, will I have to be 'interviewed' in two days? Do you think I have supported you? He made you lose face, and he wants to give me some color? Or do you think you have endured enough?"