Pregnant with the son of a rich and powerful boss, he tried his best to coax her

"Really...really?"

Song Qianqian asked carefully, her face showing just the right amount of expectation and desire.

He quietly glanced at Feng Yilan who was kneeling in front of the man.

He looked timid as he thought about it but didn't dare.

Jin Wenzheng curled his fingers into claws and combed his hair back, showing an arrogant expression.

"I think this face should be convincing enough."

The man at the pinnacle of power has now shed his daytime disguise, and the arrogance in his bones is completely revealed.

He thinks that women should be grateful for his kindness.

Unexpectedly, his request played right into Song Qianqian's mind.

Song Qianqian could not help but feel contempt and disgust in her heart. What was the difference between Jin Wenzheng and those men before him?

Aren't they all a bunch of beasts with human faces and animal hearts?

But she had a grateful look on her face, and glanced at a few corners inadvertently.

Soon, he took it back.

The face covered by hair smiled even more weirdly.

"Okay, I... I said, just think of it as a way to entertain Mr. Jin."

Song Qianqian endured the burning pain on her skin, and her voice even had a hint of joy.

What men are there?

when?

What did they do to her?

Tell them one by one.

Jin Wenzheng even praised him at first, "The voice is good."

Song Qianqian smiled with relief and bitterness, "I graduated with a serious broadcasting major."

It should have had a great future.

Unfortunately, I took the wrong path.

Then, one wrong step, one wrong step...

If she could start her life over again, she would never covet things that didn't belong to her.

Realizing that she might not be able to hold on for long, Song Qianqian didn't waste any time. She used her broadcasting voice, quickly and clearly, to report the names and surnames of those beasts who had bullied her.

Even more than that, Song Qianqian also knew what kind of perverted preferences they had in private among all the men who had come to this private villa.

No one is left behind,

Vomited it all out.

The more Jin Wenzheng listened, the more serious his face became, and at the same time, his body became more excited.

Without him.

Because many of the names he heard were names that others would never think of.

Those sanctimonious guys actually have so much fun in private.

But when he turned around and thought about it, didn't he feel very excited just now and had a lot of fun?

So, I can understand it again soon.

Feng Yilan became more and more anxious as she listened, but she didn't dare to show it at all.

More and more gentle and carefree.

I'm afraid that the man will notice something is wrong again.

Song Qianqian insisted on finishing everything she said. By the end, she had lost all her strength.

She used her last bit of strength to raise her head and showed an admiring and expectant smile towards Jin Wenzheng.

"Master Jin, I hope you will keep your word and help me vent my anger."

After saying this, she glanced at the corner again, then closed her eyes with satisfaction and fainted completely.

"Hahaha..." Jin Wenzheng burst into laughter at this moment.

Immediately afterwards, my whole body felt relaxed.

While panting heavily, he patted Feng Yilan's head lovingly, "I'm very satisfied with today's gift."

"Don't worry, I'll say hello to you about your business."

Feng Yilan tried her best to pull the corners of her sore mouth, showing a flattering smile, and then leaned obediently into the man's arms.

"I knew you wouldn't leave me alone."

"I have some good things here, do you want to try them?"

In the past, she only had a cooperative relationship with this man based on interests.

When a crisis comes, perhaps like the wild geese traveling together, they can fly away at any time.

This time, she had no intention of handing over all her wealth.

But Song Qianqian, that damn woman, actually revealed all her trump cards.

She didn't even know that Song Qianqian actually remembered everyone who had interacted with her so clearly in private.

Even if she dealt with Song Qianqian now, her words would be like water.

It doesn't help.

Jin Wenzheng has completely figured out her relationship network, and she has lost a lot of bargaining chips with him.

Now, she has no way out.

In order not to be beaten to death by Jin Wenzheng, she could only hug his thigh tightly.

It's best to be the woman behind him and let him be used by him willingly.

And the best ways to bind a man are just a few things.

Feng Yilan knows the trick.

"Oh? Are there any good things?"

Jin Wenzheng raised his eyebrows and rubbed Feng Yilan's face affectionately a few times.

Then he rubbed Feng Yilan's red lips vigorously with a calm expression.

The light in the eyes does not distinguish between light and dark.

The other party's nails scratched a small wound, and Feng Yilan let out a hiss of pain.

But he didn't dare to show any resistance.

Not good enough.

Jin Wenzheng was very satisfied with her performance at the moment.

Especially when he saw that the most delicate parts of her body were all contaminated with his own scent.

There is a strange sense of satisfaction in bringing down the nine-day fairy to the mortal world.

"What can compare to you?"

Men are also very confusing when they talk about love.

Feng Yilan smiled gently, pretending to be obedient and rubbed his palm, then pushed him away, stood up, and walked to the small bar.

The smile on the man's face faded in an instant, and there was resentment and unwillingness in his eyes.

But when she turned around, her sweet smile returned to her face.

He took the red wine that had been sobered up on the small bar.

Without avoiding Jin Wenzheng's gaze, he threw in the small pill that had been placed aside with a pop.

Then, after a few gentle shakes, the small pill melted quickly in the crystal decanter and was completely dissolved into the red wine.

A faint fragrance filled the air.

Makes people intoxicated and excited.

Feng Yilan raised her head, smiled seductively at Jin Wenzheng, and then Shi Shiran poured two glasses.

Passing one of the wine glasses to Jin Wenzheng's hand, he whispered something into his ear with a clear breath.

Jin Wenzheng's eyes lit up, "Oh, and this magical effect? ​​Then I must try it..."

After saying that, the two started drinking.

Jin Wenzheng is not afraid that Feng Yilan will drug him.

Since she wanted something from herself, she would not dig her own grave.

Moreover, the source of all her goods is under his control. He had seen that thing just now.

Top quality goods from Southeast Asia.

One piece is worth a thousand pieces of gold.

He knows the specific magical effects better than Feng Yilan.

It seems that Feng Yilan really spent a lot of money this time.

He didn't hesitate to use his body as bait just to hook him.

However, since he was also prepared to include Feng Yilan within his scope of power, he would certainly not refuse her.

It doesn't matter, it's easier to control by turning the chess piece into your own woman.

He naturally accepted it with such ecstasy and beauty.

It was a pity that Song Qianqian had already fainted at this time, otherwise she would have seen the bottle of red wine that she had carefully prepared, and the pill that she had already stolen.

If this pair of dog men and women drank one glass after another, they would probably laugh out loud.

The temperature in the room is rising steadily.

The picture becomes increasingly unreadable.

Some people indulge in it and release their most primitive animal nature.

Some people have run out of fuel, have no desire to survive, and have entered the countdown to life.

And in the secret corner of the wall, a surveillance camera as thin as a pinhole, cold and devoid of any human emotion, dutifully transmitted everything that happened in the room in real time.

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