Mr. Fan's Cold and Ugly Wife

Although the size of Yeliang's bachelor apartment is not small and the decoration is exquisite, it is not as large as the Bauhinia Garden, and the entrance is not so spacious.

At this moment, there are two people in it, making it even more cramped, and she can almost clearly hear the man's heavy breathing.

"Let go!" With a slight gap, she tried to push the man away.

But it seemed that it was the first time for her to feel that this man's body was so hard, covering her whole body in his arms motionless, his arms wrapped around her so that she couldn't breathe.

So her legs started kicking randomly, as long as she could make him stop, she didn't care if he would get angry or not.

The two of them were obviously calculated tonight. There was something wrong with the bottle of red wine, but she didn't drink it and only had skin contact, so it wasn't as serious as him.

But it's not that she didn't feel it. If this goes on, she might not be able to resist him.

However, he thought that all of this was designed by her, so afterwards he would only sneer at her and look down on her even more.

Thinking of this, the strength under her feet was not light at all.

"Hmm!" The man kissed her thin lips and withdrew suddenly, with a dull and painful hum from the corner of his mouth.

Ye Liang thought she had succeeded, and wanted to escape from him.

But in the next second, the man looked at her with a gloomy face, clasped her shoulder with one hand, and propped up the wall with the other, oppressing her condescendingly.

"Kick me again!" His voice was gnashing his teeth in a low voice while suffering from pain.

Ye Liang really wanted to do what he wanted.

Fan Xiaozheng's pupils shrank slightly, and the hand on her shoulder suddenly grabbed her waist, and before she had time to react, he threw her viciously onto the crafting table aside.

Her apartment has a light and luxurious Nordic style. A little further inward from the entrance, a handmade glazed table is made, and a set of ceramic crafts is placed on it.

"Don't!..." When she thought of something to stop, she only uttered two words, and a crisp crackling sound came from her ears.

The man threw her onto the table, and the ceramics were swept to the ground.

Ye Liang raised his eyes and stared at him angrily, "Fan Xiaozheng! Are you crazy or out of your mind? You pay..."

Before he finished speaking, the man's body was already leaning against the edge of the table, he bent down, pinched her chin with one hand, and pressed his thin lips heavily.

Yeliang was so angry that his head was dizzy, his legs were hanging on the edge of the table and his body was stuck on the sides, he couldn't use his strength and couldn't kick him, he could only push him with his hands indiscriminately.

The result was that the man was so annoyed that he clasped both of her wrists with one hand, and pressed heavily on the wall above her head, "My patience is limited, it's boring after acting, huh?"

After hearing this, she almost turned her back angrily, clenched her teeth, and stared at him, "In this state, is it me begging you? Or is it that you, Fan Xiaozheng, are shameless and force it?"

"Mr. Fan's inversion of black and white is far worse than my embezzlement!"

The man was obviously too lazy to waste time with her, he hooked her waist with the other hand, and with a sudden force on his wrist, the distance between the two of them was completely shortened.

But she glanced directly at the face.

Fan Xiaozheng's thin lips fell on her slender neck.

She sneered ironically: "Didn't you say that even if I take off my clothes, nothing will happen? It's been less than two hours, can you show some face?"

The man pulled her face back with a free hand, and rubbed his thin lips, "Isn't it still clean?"

Such strong and unreasonable words made Ye Liang unable to realize how to answer the words for a while.

And during the time she was in a daze, the man in front of her was not idle at all.

As a result, he felt no better than any other time, or even worse, probably because he drank two glasses of red wine.

When the man left her body, Ye Liang only felt that she was going to pass out.

Quietly and powerlessly curled up and lay on the side, she didn't know how she got into the bedroom from the hallway, she seemed to be on the sofa in the living room for a long time halfway, she was like a marionette the whole time, there was no room for resistance at all.

Pulling a corner of the quilt over her body, she closed her eyes and remained motionless.

Fan Xiaozheng went to the bathroom and came out in about five or six minutes, and then Ye Liang heard that he seemed to start to put on his clothes.

There was a rustling sound from the rubbing of the cloth, but she could hear the orderliness even though her back was turned.

She frowned softly.

Inexplicably rushed over to do this to her, then put on clothes and left as if nothing had happened, right?

What do you think of her?

There was an indescribable tugging at her heart, and her shrunken body curled up tightly.

She didn't hear a word from the man from the beginning to the end.

After the bedroom became quiet, she finally turned around, looked at the empty bedroom, and then looked down at herself.

After two hours of entanglement, she didn't even take off her clothes, which shows how casual he is with her?

Or is she trying to prove her rhetorical question?

[If you take off your clothes, nothing may happen. 】

[Isn't this still undressed? 】

So, he really didn't even bother to take off her clothes.

Ye Liang took a pillow to cover herself, and took a deep breath.

What the hell is this?Is she just suffering from being dumb for nothing?

In her heart, she felt that she was at a disadvantage, but in fact, she didn't have the cheek to chase him for an explanation, and even took advantage of the situation to offset the old man's car accident and stay in the Fan family.

But the next day, they met again by such a coincidence.

When Ye Liang saw Fan Xiaozheng's wheelchair entering another box of the coffee shop, she didn't intend to go in and disturb her.

It was only in the morning that she remembered that she hadn't found her mobile phone yet. Dai Xi went to her apartment last night and was persuaded by Sheng Chun downstairs to return.

She called her own number, and it was Fan Xiaozheng who answered.

So, after thinking about it for a while, she walked over and stood in front of Sheng Chun, "My phone is with him, can I go in and get it?"

Sheng Chun is his personal driver and bodyguard, so he must know who he is meeting with inside, whether it is important or not, and whether he can be interrupted.

After a little silence for a while, Sheng Chun nodded, "Just knock on the door and go in."

That means just out for a casual cup of coffee.

"Tuk-tuk!" Ye Liang stood at the door and knocked twice.

He heard the man's low voice: "Come in."

Of course, she didn't think about it any more, and just pushed the door open and went in, but just as her eyes touched the scene inside, her steps stopped suddenly.

"...Miss Ye?" An Yan's hesitant and slightly flustered voice could not conceal the embarrassment.

An Yan was kneeling and squatting on one knee at the moment, her hand was still on the man's leg and it was too late to take it back.

To be precise, it should be between the legs, where coffee or water should have been spilled.

Ye Liang didn't expect such a scene.

What's even more ridiculous is that she didn't know what to do for a while, as if she was the one who was caught in an adulterous relationship.