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

This is what it means when a tiger is trapped in plain land and bullied by a dog.

The man carried her upstairs. All the servants in the villa kept their heads down to work and did not dare to look up at all.

Qiao Yan struggled to escape, but the man's iron-like arms tightly grasped her waist and threw her onto the sofa with sudden force.

She was shaken so hard that stars appeared in her head and she was dazzled. Before she could react, the man's tall and burly body pressed her down tightly.

Li Jingxing's face was full of cruelty. He was narrow-minded and had a strong desire for revenge.

Qiao Yan looked at his horrified red eyes and her whole body began to tremble violently.

She was afraid that he would kill her in bed.

Qiao Yan placed her hands on the man's chest, her voice trembling slightly: "Li, Li Jingxing, my period is here!"

His face was full of sarcasm, and he sneered: "Really?"

The man looked up at her with deep eyes, and smiled at her gently with his lips curled.

Qiao Yan's hands were shaking as she grabbed his arms. She wanted to laugh, but she couldn't.

She knew this expression on men too well.

This was a sign of his anger.

Qiao Yan was flexible and stammered, "Yes, yes, I'm sorry."

"I may have forgotten."

The man's eyes narrowed slightly, and he fiercely grabbed the back of her head, sealing her lips. His big hands were around her waist, veins bulging, and his strength was so great that it seemed as if he wanted to rub her into his bones.

Seeing the man's gloomy face and crazy look, Qiao Yan felt panicked.

She pleaded with a trembling voice: "Li Jingxing, please be gentle, I'm afraid of the pain."

Li Jingxing is a wild beast who only knows how to act straightforwardly. After he is done with her, he can make her lose half her life.

This man seems to have endless energy.

The man stopped, raised his deep eyes and looked at her, pushed aside her loose hair, and stared into her red, aggrieved and moist eyes.

Li Jingxing stared at her with a dark gaze, lifted her chin with his fingers, and his Adam's apple rolled a few times. He lowered his head to look at her: "Beg me."

He liked to hear her begging for mercy in bed the most. Her voice was soft and weak, yet sweet and her unconscious moans were enough to drive a man crazy.

When this woman's beautiful face becomes emotional, it is full of charm, intoxicating and suffocating.

Qiao Yan's eyes were hazy, and she was drunk. She was slow to answer, "Please."

The woman's voice was soft and sticky, with a hint of crying, and it blended into his body bit by bit.

The man's face suddenly softened. He raised his hand and stroked the small face under him, with complex emotions hidden in his deep eyes.

Intense and hot, yet messy and crazy.

It was like a knife strangling his heart.

He lowered his head and kissed her forehead: "Okay."

The man lost his previous hostility, wildness and violence, and he became gentle in an instant.

Li Jingxing reached his bony hands into her clothes, unbuttoned her bra with one hand, and took off her clothes bit by bit.

The man placed a burning kiss on her delicate collarbone, his large hands gently squeezing her waist as he covered her with his entire body.

The corners of the woman's eyes became moist with emotion.

Under the bed, men's and women's clothes were scattered all over the floor.

He covered her soft body, his hands clasped around her waist, his big hands pressed on one of her thighs, the man's voice was sexy and charming: "Want it?"

Her moist eyes were red, her little face was slightly angry, her breathing was disordered, and she was panting. She didn't want to look at him, so she turned her head away.

"Heh~"

The man's voice was seductive, sexy and magnetic. Qiao Yan's consciousness began to become chaotic, leaving only overwhelming pleasure.