Wife Pursuit Order No. 1

Chapter 215 Who Did You Let Touch?

Xia Weiran's evening dress was a tube top and tie-back style. Now that Lu Qianchen pulled it, a large area of ​​delicate skin on the back was exposed to the air.

His hands covered her skin with scorching heat, and she could even feel his movements, plundering in front of her along the torn lace.

Xia Weiran was angry and ashamed, and screamed hysterically: "Lu Qianchen, stop me, don't touch me!"

"Don't touch you? Then who touches you? Xu Muhan?" When Lu Qianchen said about Xu Muhan, his expression was gritted.

Thinking of how she has avoided her like a snake and scorpion these days, but confessed to Xu Muhan so pitifully, Lu Qianchen felt annoyed and jealous in his heart, raised his hand, and without any patience, directly tore her evening dress.

"Tearing——" There was a sound of silk being torn.

Xia Weiran only felt a chill on her chest, looked down, and saw that the whole dress had been torn off by him, revealing the white lace bra underneath.

Xia Weiran was used by him to "force" more than once, but at most he pressed her in the bathroom to tease her a few times. In the end, she made a few provocative words, and the two broke up unhappy.

But at this moment, Xia Weiran could clearly feel the extreme anger and possession in Lu Qianchen's eyes. Those boiling emotions had all turned into his most primitive desire-desire. , a beast that has lost its mind, and only thinks about skinning the prey in front of it.

Xia Weiran was terrified, and the stubbornness in her eyes gradually turned into a terrified expression. Her voice trembled and begged: "Lu Qianchen, don't be like this... Xu Muhan and I have nothing to do with each other. No, really, you trust me..."

Lu Qianchen could feel her body trembling, her eyes showed helplessness and grievance, she was pitiful like a little sheep driven into a desperate situation, begging for the last sliver of life.

Lu Qianchen felt a tightness in his chest, a little distressed, and a little helpless.

He didn't continue to tear her clothes, but lowered his head and pressed her lips.

Xia Weiran resisted subconsciously, but when she moved, Lu Qianchen held her hand even harder, and even at the moment she was struggling, she seemed to clearly feel his ignited desire.

Xia Weiran froze immediately from fright, and every capillary became numb.

Opening her eyes, the little girl in front of her opened her beautiful eyes wide, and her reddish eye sockets were filled with tears. Her expression was very stiff and dull, especially her beautiful eyes, which were not as lively as before. But it was like a lifeless glass doll, completely ashes.

Lu Qianchen was taken aback, his hands trembled uncontrollably, the wild flames were slowly extinguished by her tears, and his alcohol smell dissipated a lot.

At this time, there was a knock on the door of the changing room, and Feng Yiyi's voice came from outside: "Unran, Qianchen? Are you inside? What's the matter with you, did you have a fight? You go first Come here and open the door, will you?"

(End of this chapter)