Master Jiu, my wife is wearing countless vests!

"No, no more..."

"Ah Jue, it hurts..."

In the dim room, Long Qingcheng was pinned down on the bed by Di Yuan Jue, and the black brocade sheets were in sharp contrast to her.

Her small white hands grasped the black sheets, her face buried in the pillow, her voice trembling as she begged for mercy. She tried to turn over many times, but was stopped every time.

She couldn't see how crazy the man behind her was, but she could feel it from the traces on his body. The strong possessive desire was crazy. The man behind her was buried in her neck. The mottled kisses lasted for a long time, densely packed and subtle. The pain didn't make her miserable, but it was more uncomfortable than the pain, and even made her tremble all over.

She stimulated the man in front of her.

Although he didn't know which sentence had such a huge impact on him, thinking about it in the car, it seemed that the two of them had only talked about He Chen. Could they be angry with He Chen? It shouldn't be. Isn't it obvious that she is doing it?

"Do you still have time to think about other things?" The man leaned over and bit the girl's ear and asked in a hoarse voice.

Long Qingcheng was about to say "no", but the man behind him didn't even say anything. He turned her over directly and started working hard again.

Two hours later.

The temperature in the closed room continues to rise, and there is a sweet smell in the air that makes people's hearts beat faster.

It's cold and windy outside, but spring flowers are blooming inside.

Long Qingcheng, who was finally placed on the bed, had no strength left in his body. He lay on the bed and didn't want to move at all.

Di Yuanjue put down the girl's long legs, threw all the wet wipes in his hand into the wastebasket, turned around and hugged the girl's upper body. At that moment, she trembled and opened her eyes with difficulty, her voice was hoarse, " Ah Jue, I really can’t do it anymore.”

Di Yuanjue held the girl in his arms, pinched the girl's thigh with one hand, and pulled the clothes next to him with the other hand. He took out the cigarette and bit it. His sexy thin lips were so skinny, he whispered Smiling deeply, "Have I never heard of plowed land?"

Long Qingcheng rolled his eyes at Di Yuanjue and curled his lips, "You are really good at it."

She tugged on the unlit cigarette and said in a hoarse voice, "Why are you a beast?" Those who dare to say that Di Yuan is definitely a beast are the only people in the world who hold him in their arms.

He immediately dropped the cigarette, stood up, and hugged the girl directly.

The sudden suspension made Long Qingcheng scream in surprise, his hands tightly climbed onto the man's neck, and he glared, "What are you doing?"

Di Yuanjue walked towards the bathroom while holding the girl in his arms, full of concern, "Of course it's a bath, just wiping it, but it won't make her clean."

Entering the bathroom, Di Yuanjue adjusted the temperature, and then filled the bathtub with water. It took less than five minutes, but the exhausted Long Qingcheng kowtowed in a daze, trying to sleep.

Fortunately, Di Yuan Jue was washing Long Qingcheng the whole time, and it didn't matter whether she slept or not. He just didn't think of teasing her, but he ended up teasing her all the time. He was just looking for death.

Water mist enveloped the entire bathroom. When he looked at the dazzling bruises under his abdomen, his whole person suddenly turned into a gloomy, arrogant Jiu Ye.

Perhaps he had never fallen in love with someone so consistently.

-

Emperor Hotel, Suite A666.

When Cheng Lin came in, she saw wine bottles all over the floor. Although they were all brothers who knew how to drink, when it came to a large number of people, they all agreed that it was He Chen.

He has been in love with Long Qingcheng for ten years, and there are several decades in his life.

Seeing his gloomy and haggard appearance made her feel heartbroken unconsciously. She walked over slowly, her voice comforting, "You should be relieved after all these years. Don't let the two of you fail to become best friends."

This is also He Chen's biggest inner demon.

Cheng Lin sat down on the sofa and asked the person she hadn't spoken to for a long time, "Are you mute?"

He Chen drank a few bottles of wine, with a strong sense of reluctance, and a lot of tears in his beautiful phoenix eyes, "I'm just not willing to give in." It was obvious that they had been together the longest.

Cheng Lin helplessly tried to grab the wine bottle from the man's hand but was blocked.

His voice was hoarse, as if someone was muttering to himself, "How should I let go."

The mobile phone not far from the sofa was ringing non-stop at this time. He Chen dropped the wine bottle in his hand and looked at the unfamiliar mobile phone. He suddenly subconsciously thought it was Di Yuanjue.

He answered with a cold voice, "Hello?"

"come out."

It’s just two simple words, but it’s hard to refuse.

-

Di Yuan must be able to find him, which really did not occur to him.

He Chen picked up the coat on the sofa and put it on his shoulders, then walked downstairs. After waiting at the door for two or three minutes, he watched a Phantom stop.

The man who came down from inside walked toward He Chen with great momentum, then swung a punch and hit He Chen hard on the corner of the mouth. The force was so strong that he slowly took two steps back. He Chen's eyes were deep. , wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his fingers, and said in a mellow and hoarse voice, "Di Yuanjue, are you crazy?"

Su said not to be outdone and retorted, and for a moment, two handsome men started fighting at the door of the hotel.

"Dare you hurt her? Are you tired of living?"

"I've wanted to beat you for a long time. If Long Qingcheng hadn't been here, I would have beaten you until you couldn't get up."

He Chen, who was in pain all over and had drunk some wine, was so dizzy from the fall that he was almost furious to death when he heard Di Yuanjue's words.

"She wants to spar. Is the spar with an embroidered pillow?" If you don't really fight, just play, Long Qingcheng will kill you in minutes.

Di Yuanjue grabbed the wrinkled black shirt with both hands, looking very angry, but he tilted his head and smiled knowingly, saying, "Since Long Qingcheng is yours, you should protect her well until something happens. Only then will you regret it." He sneered, "Can you really protect the dragon and the whole city for the rest of your life?"

If it was just the Di family, he wouldn't have so many worries, but there is still this child, and the Hasburg Dinner, I hope there will be good news.

Di Yuanjue gritted his teeth, "My woman doesn't need you to take care of her."

He Chen, "Then get lost and don't disturb me from checking the phone.":

-

At 12 o'clock in the morning, Long Qingcheng woke up from the heat.

She was still wearing loose beige pajamas. Looking at the furnishings of the house, she knew it was the master bedroom of the owner's house. There was no one on the bed.

Long Qingcheng, who didn't want to move, was twisting and turning on the bed. It was so hot that he had to take a break, even if he was a donkey.

Sitting up, she still felt a little painful. Long Qingcheng was about to call Di Yuanjue when the sound of the door opening attracted her attention.

"Ah Qing, why did you get out of bed by yourself? Does it hurt?" Long Qingcheng almost kicked someone, it was so shameless.