Lure the villain! Crazy batch! Top stunner makes you crazy

At night, Qi Yan browsed the listings on his mobile phone to choose a suitable new home.

Before the destination wedding begins, for the sake of her safety, he needs to move to a house that is more convenient for taking care of her, preferably one that is closer to the company.

"Honey, how is it here?" Qi Yan held up the tablet and showed him the picture: "Bali, a very classic honeymoon destination."

Qi Yan took a look at the photo. The Sunshine Coast photo above was romantic and pure, "It's up to you."

"After all, this is a matter between two people. How can I make a decision?" She turned over, lay on the bed, and continued to read the next guide: "What about Koh Samui? Coconuts are very, very sweet."

"Both are good." Qi Yan reached out and touched her soft face. The two she chose were both good, and he liked them very much.

Qi Yan frowned: "Then I will struggle for a while."

He didn't give a definite answer to the command, and she, the poor little hypnotized girl, couldn't make a direct choice.

Qi Yan browsed on the platform for a while and took a fancy to a house.

The house is located in the urban area, near the company where he works. The previous owner had done all the hard decoration of the house, but he left Jinghua for family reasons, so the house was left vacant for sale. Although the location was excellent, the price was expensive. So far no one cares about it.

In fact, this house is the most suitable. When the time comes, it will be softly decorated and all the equipment will be adjusted so that only he can control it. Then it will not be too dangerous for her to live in it.

He showed her a picture of the house: "Do you like this?"

Qi Yan didn't even look at it and nodded: "Yeah, I like it."

Her perfunctory look was written all over her face.

Qi Yan hooked her chin, his handsome eyebrows filled with displeasure: "Be serious."

Her eyes were unfocused for a moment, and she responded blankly: "Okay."

The night light in the bedroom hid half of Qi Yan's body in the darkness. His facial features were already pure and dignified, showing alienation and indifference, and the cold feeling was even more obvious when he was angry.

He only felt that the living person just now suddenly disappeared and was replaced by a puppet that would only obey him.

He is also very confused now. He wants her to obey his instructions, but he also wants her to retain her previous state; he wants to kill her, but he also wants to live with her.

Qi Yan put the phone aside and rubbed his eyebrows.

"Aren't you happy?" She turned off the tablet, moved over to him, and hugged his narrow waist. "I didn't deal with you. My head is in a mess, you know."

"I'm not angry." Qi Yan rubbed her head.

"That's good." She nuzzled him and kissed him on the cheek.

Qi Yan lowered his eyes, with a greedy look in his eyes. Now the possessiveness in his heart was getting stronger and stronger. It was more accurate to say that he fell in love with her.

"I want you."

He said bluntly.

He is a normal man, and he will not remain indifferent every time he is teased, but he always treats her as an outsider, a target in the name of his wife.

When she really came into his heart, the liking and love could not be suppressed. Reason told him that he should make a deal, while emotion told him that he should not do anything.

She nodded blankly: "Okay."

She was too well-behaved, and looked straight at him with her slightly upward charming eyes, so seductive and pure that he didn't know how to start.

Qi Yan directly bullied him.

Slender fingers slowly untied the shoulder straps of her nightgown.

Just like tearing open a package, she took off her thin nightgown easily, revealing the smooth and delicate skin underneath.

"Have you done this before?" He breathed heavily, tried to kiss her lips lightly, and unbuttoned his satin pajamas with one hand.

She recalled it carefully, whether it was... or not...

Qi Yan's head was empty at this time. Based on the information found on the sofa, she suspected that Qi Yan knew that she was another soul, not the anchor itself.

So who is he mainly asking about this question?

So Qi Yan decided to remain silent. No matter what she said, it seemed to be the wrong answer. She chose to play dead.

Qi Yan suddenly felt helpless and his eyes darkened: "Forget it."

She counterattacked slightly: "What about you?"

Qi Yan: "..."

Seeing his choked look, Qi Yan couldn't help but laugh out loud. It turned out that he was still a young boy.

She laughed so hard that the branches trembled, and her brilliant smile shone in the dim light, like the blossoms on the branches after the spring rain, moist with fragrance.

Qi Yan sealed her lips, his heart beating violently, intertwined with her breathing.

"You'll know after you try it."

……

The most beautiful sight in early autumn is the colorful fallen leaves. When the autumn wind blows up the fallen leaves, they carry with them the last trace of romance until they fall into dust.

On the branches, there are still bits of green that persist, and no matter how lingering the autumn wind is, they refuse to fade away.

The cool breeze blew through the branches, passed over the high-rise buildings, and quietly sneaked in through the open windows.

The temperature in the room was scorching hot, with ups and downs, causing it to change its temperature.

The voice was too lingering and shameful to hear. It had to turn around and try to escape, but it was held back by the warm affection and could not escape from the house no matter what.

The girl on the bed had red eyes and pointed to the window, "The window is open."

The man didn't stop, his voice was hoarse: "Do you want to go to the window?"

She immediately shook her head in horror: "No, no, no, that's not what I meant."

Suddenly, the mobile phone next to the bed rang. Looking at the note on the phone, she felt bad: "My dad called me."

Qi Yan pursed his lips, and his strong muscles were covered with a thin layer of sweat. Every inch of his muscle lines were just right and alluring.

"Pick up." He knew that this was Qi Miaohua coming to pick up his daughter.

Her cheeks turned red and her eyes widened, but she couldn't refuse his instruction. She clicked the green connect button with trembling hands.

Qi Miaohua's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Xiao Yan, dad is downstairs. You should pack your luggage and come down. I have something to do at the company today and I am delayed. I have been busy until now. Your mother has made delicious food for you at home."

She straightened her voice, controlled it, and tried to make her voice sound normal: "Dad, I, I won't go back with you."

Qi Miaohua's voice suddenly rose eight degrees: "What? No, I have to go home today."

She was so nervous that she almost curled up into a shrimp.

Qi Yan took a breath.

She was about to cry but had no tears: "I'm not feeling well today. Dad, I'll hang up now and talk to you later."

Qi Miaohua was as angry as a boiling kettle: "Is it because Qi Yan refuses to let you go? Dad, go upstairs and tell him in person now!"