Shen Qiqi's mind went blank.

Tan Moting was very different this time. He was very tough and would not tolerate rejection, forcing her to face their relationship head-on.

She heard her own labored breathing: "No."

Her heartbeat was unprecedentedly fast, and she felt like her heart would jump out of her throat in the next second.

She was so nervous that her forehead, the tip of her nose, and her palms were sweating, but this was not fear, more like nervousness.

His fingers gently opened the collar of her bathrobe. The bathrobe was too wide, and the belt was useless. The bathrobe was opened just like that.

She was wearing nothing underneath.

The skin on her chest was suddenly exposed to the air and she couldn't help but tremble. The hand that reached in covered it carefully like a painter caressing the world's famous paintings.

She heard him ask: "What about this, fear?"

Breaths are intertwined, skins are touching, body temperatures are touching.

"Tan Moting, have you been waiting for this moment for a long time?"

She didn't even ask him directly if he had always wanted to sleep with her, which seemed like she was too narcissistic.

She was answered with his kiss.

A dragonfly touches the water, only briefly tastes it, but it is infinitely gentle.

Shen Qiqi was immersed in the shock that "Tan Moting actually wanted to sleep with her"!

"Tan Moting wants to sleep with me?" Her mind was in a blur. He wanted to sleep with her, how could it be possible? No woman has his status. Even if he is an ordinary person, he still lacks women because of his appearance.

He can't find any kind of woman, a fat one, a slim waist, long legs, big breasts and a good body. As long as he wants it, there is no woman he can't get!

He raised his head and glanced at her, and continued to deepen the kiss. The tip of her tongue was numb from the kiss, and the bathrobe was messily wrapped around her body... She was shrouded in his shadow, enduring it.

He took off his bathrobe with a quick movement, and the moment his skin touched each other it was like an electric shock.

Before Shen Qiqi said anything, Tan Moting pinched her waist and asked, "Have you done this before?"

Shen Qiqi finally found a chance to breathe. He raised his leg and kicked Tan Moting directly in the heart: "Don't be such a bully!"

The person left her body, and the surrounding temperature dropped. Tan Moting had beads of sweat hanging on his forehead, and he gritted his teeth: "You simply...do you not regard me as a man, or do you not know that men are lustful people?"

It was as if Shen Qiqi was deliberately seducing him. She knew that men were lustful, but she didn't want to be in the same room with him.

"But Tan Moting, please don't beat me up. It was you who carried me to the bed and pressed me under the quilt!"

Shen Qiqi mustered up the courage to glare at him: "I'm not a roundworm in your belly. How do I know what you think? You..."

What kind of woman do you want?

Shen Qiqi felt that her face was hot, and her whole body was about to be burned.

Tan Moting stood up again and touched her cheek with the back of his hand: "Are you scared?"

"Afraid, extremely afraid!"

He lowered his head to kiss her shoulder and suddenly laughed: "Shen Qiqi, you are not afraid of me."

She didn't know how his brain circuits were developed, so she came to this conclusion. She was afraid of him, to death!

When he smiled, she wanted to kick him again: "I'm scared!"

"You are not afraid."

He grabbed her hands and tried to push her away, his tone was calm and confident, as if he was the roundworm in Shen Qiqi's stomach.

"I've seen photos of you and Yu Wanyang standing side by side. The look in your eyes when you look at him is really scary. Qiqi, don't kid yourself. You don't like men like Yu Wanyang at all."

You just need a man who can match your life.

At this time, he didn't want to speculate that her fears and worries all day long might be due to staying with Yu Wanyang for a long time. That would be too disappointing.

She looked at him with a shocked expression. Maybe it was the effect of the dim light, maybe it was the rising atmosphere of the rainy night, or maybe it was other reasons. At this moment, his smile could be called a proud one, and he exuded the feeling that a villain is sure to win. temperament.

"Why are you trying so hard to marry him, a man you won't like at all?"

"I..." Shen Qiqi was also confused. How could Tan Moting describe black as white? Shen Qiqi was really infatuated with Yu Wanyang. "No, I once really loved him. I just loved him." It’s just the wrong person.”

Yu Wanyang is gentle and elegant, with handsome features and a tall figure. If you really want to compare him with Tan Moting, he is just a little bit inferior to Tan Moting.

"Love? Love so much that you worry about gains and losses every day, love so much that you are always shrouded in fear of death?" Tan Moting showed a smile that was more sarcastic than words. "If you don't agree to continue, I will never force you."

"..."

If someone had told her before coming to Sioux City that she would have a relationship with Tan Moting that went beyond a contractual marriage in a hotel, and it was him who took the initiative, she would definitely call that person crazy.

But it just happened.

He kissed her, pulled off her sweaty bathrobe, brushed her sweaty hair away, and ran his palms down along his waistline.

"You've never done anything so intimate, have you?" His palms scratched her skin, arousing a different kind of shiver. She gritted her teeth, trying to retain the last bit of dignity: "Us?"

"Actually, when I saw your wedding photos for the first time, I felt that you two were not suitable for each other. Your big clear eyes can make people look into your heart at a glance, while Yu Wanyang's eyes are cloudy and misty, and his colorful heart is also More, you love him because you don’t understand him, so what you love is not really him.”

He didn't seem to hear her question, but kept talking to himself, not forgetting to light fire everywhere on her body, "Yu Wanyang can really put people to death. I heard..."

"Do you really want to talk about him at this time?" Her words were all trembling, "Do you have any hobbies..."

"Hmm..." He kissed her lips again, and then left quickly after a deep kiss. His eyes were particularly bright in the dim light: "Qiqi, I don't want you to carry this with you every day you are with me. The shadow of impending catastrophe, and I don’t want you to lose a lot of joy in your intimate relationship because of this, such as such a beautiful thing now.”

Shen Qiqi was stunned, and Tan Moting solemnly placed a kiss on her forehead: "Yu Wanyang is a seemingly magnanimous conspirator. The shadow of his messy life should not trap you."

He won't be polite after that. No matter how patient the hunter is, he will eventually attack his prey.

"Tan Moting..." The only thing she could do was to call him intermittently.

I hope he can be gentler and slower.

This... seemed like a colorful and absurd dream. After an unknown amount of time, Shen Qiqi heard him ask in her ear: "Is it okay?"

Of course, before she could answer the question, he sealed her lips.

A slight pain took away all her perception. She was trembling before it started, and she was still trembling after it started. However, he still pinched her waist to ask her to relax a little.

Tears welled up uncontrollably and flowed down the corners of her eyes into her hair. She wanted to scream, but what came out was a soft and trembling cry: "Tan Moting, I'm a little scared..."

At this time, no matter how good a man is, his reason may have disappeared.

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