The cold-blooded president chased his wife to the crematorium after the divorce

Qiao Yan leaned on the man's arms. The man's breathing was hot and heavy, and there was a strong sense of restraint lingering around him. The corners of the woman's eyes were red, and her beautiful fair face was filled with a charming and seductive color.

The woman was held forcefully in the man's arms, with her slender waist tightly grasped by the man's hand.

He placed one hand on her back, tapping it intermittently. The touch of the man's fingertips was numb, and the woman's eyes were filled with moisture.

"Qiao Qiao, I am your first man, right?" Li Jingxing's eyes were dark and he spoke in a hoarse voice.

He was asking this question even though he knew the answer. Qiao Yan had only had one man for all these years.

Qiao Yan didn't want to answer his question, so she simply closed her eyes. However, the man's presence was very strong, and it seemed very strong in this small and tight embrace.

She couldn't ignore his existence.

He was like a ferocious wolf. Men had a very strong possessiveness. When he couldn't get an answer, he kept tormenting her.

"Qiao Qiao, tell me you love me." The man's eyes were deep, he was breathing heavily, and his big hand held her hand.

Qiao Yan turned her head to avoid his kiss, with a hint of anger on her face: "Get lost!"

The man chuckled when he heard this, not caring about this little thing at all. He held Qiao Yan's hand tightly, even causing her some pain.

His eyes revealed a determination and desire, as if he wanted to suck away Qiao Yan's soul.

Qiao Yan tried to break free from his hand, but he held it tighter. Her heart was filled with anger and helplessness, and she didn't know why this man treated her like this.

"Let me go!" Qiao Yan shouted. There was a hint of fear in her voice. She didn't know what this man would do.

The man was unmoved. He continued, "Say you love me, Qiao Qiao. As long as you say it, I will let you go."

She only knew that this man made her confused and uneasy, and Qiao Yan thought he was sick.

At this moment, the man suddenly let go of Qiao Yan's hand. A hint of disappointment and frustration appeared on his face, but it was soon drowned in his smile.

"It's okay, Qiao Qiao. You don't have to answer me now. I will wait for you until the day you are willing to tell me." said the man.

Qiao Yan's heart was filled with contradictions and confusion. Was Li Jingxing crazy?

So that's why you ask such a question?

"Heh." The man looked at her stubborn face, and his expression returned to a different, cold state.

Li Jingxing was immersed in this vortex of desire. He put his big hand on her little face and kissed her forcefully and domineeringly. His hand paused slightly.

The man's dark eyes filled with lust disappeared, and he looked down at her body and eyelashes that were trembling uncontrollably with her eyes closed, and his face suddenly became gloomy.

That face was a beautiful one that showed forbearance, without the slightest sign of emotion.

He was drowning in the sea of ​​desire, but she was not moved.

It's like slapping a man in the face from a distance and mocking his current behavior.

The man sneered in her ear: "Qiao Yan?"

Qiao Yan opened her eyes, her eye sockets were red, she looked up at him, her beautiful eyes were fragile and pitiful, and very red.

She still looked up at him stubbornly without saying a word.

Li Jingxing said coldly: "You dare to show off like this."

Qiao Yan turned her head away, and the broken hair on her forehead fell on her small face, making it look more broken. She said in an angry and hoarse voice: "What do you care!"

The man sneered, he bent down and picked her up horizontally. Qiao Yan subconsciously put her arms around the man's neck, and she lay in his arms.

Li Jingxing strode out with her in his arms, then threw her on the bed. He pressed his tall body over her and held her bare feet with his big hands.

The man's face was cold and violent, and his voice was cold and scary: "Please take that expression off your face."

His handsome face was covered with a chill, and he sneered, "If you don't know, you'd think I'm forcing you."

"Isn't it?" She stubbornly confronted Li Jingxing with red eyes.

"Heh~" The man's eyes were deep, and he smiled with an ambiguous smile. He stroked her delicate face with his hand: "If you say so, then so."

He grasped her waist with his big hands and loomed over her with his tall and straight body.

Qiao Yan's face was pale and bloodless, and her whole body was shaking. She clenched her teeth tightly, her fingers clenched the sheets until they turned white, and her watery eyes became unfocused.

The man's eyes were bloodshot, his breathing suddenly became heavy, and without a trace of mercy, he was roaring and screaming like a ferocious beast.

The person on the bed looked like a blood-sucking goblin.

The man seemed to be drunk as well, intoxicated by her charm.