The left bank is profound, the right bank is clear

Chapter 54 Being "forced"? ? (2)

"Qu Qingge, you are mine!"

Wen Qiyang pinched her jaw tightly, as if he wanted to crush her, and wanted to keep her in his arms, and let her see his appearance clearly.

Qu Qingge looked up at him. In astonishment, from her black pupils, she was surprised to find that apart from the strong possessive desire, coldness and anger intertwined, what was left was pain, begging, and inexplicable panic. .

She suddenly felt frightened, her trembling lips turned pale, and said in a low voice, "Wen Qiyang—"

Wen Qiyang raised the corners of his mouth evilly, and looked at her with a half-smile, his dark eyes had an unfathomable light, which turned into a wave of hatred.

"I want you to know that you are mine." Wen Qiyang repeated again, then cupped her face in both hands, and kissed her lips violently.

It fell down like a torrential rain, and slid like a sharp blade. In short, with one kiss after another full of anger, her heart was tightly gripped.

She beat his chest desperately, and even bit his lips suddenly. The thick smell of blood filled their lips, mixed with the smell of wine.

The pain not only did not make Wen Qiyang let go of the girl in his arms, but instead stimulated the man's most primitive male hormones.He became more manic, more savage, and the burning kiss gradually slipped from the lips to the smooth jade neck.

Qu Qingge's face was full of humiliation and unwillingness, they were tightly wrinkled together, cold sweat dripped down his cheeks and onto his shoulders.

Feeling his fury and heat, Qu Qingge instinctively raised his leg to kick.

The piercing pain made Wen Qiyang let out a low growl, and his eyes gradually darkened, bloodshot.At this moment, he is like a wounded lion, who has lost all reason except wanting to get the prey around him.

He held her shoulders fiercely, and suddenly

"Stab --" a sound.

The zipper on the back of the evening dress was roughly torn open, exposing large areas of the snow-white girl's skin under his eyes, and his pupils became deeper.

Qu Qingge gasped in horror, anger and humiliation swept through every inch of her skin, she desperately wanted to push her away, but he pressed her against the wall with his body, and proved with actions that she was his.

For a moment, she stopped struggling, and let him kiss her lips and shoulders dully.Huge teardrops rolled out of her eye sockets, dripping on his hands and on his lips, bitter tears slipped into his mouth with the tip of his tongue, salty.

Wen Qiyang was taken aback, his hands trembled uncontrollably, the wild flames were slowly extinguished by tears, he gradually regained his senses, and slowly let her go.

"Qingge—" he called hoarsely, as if he hadn't woken up from the lust just now.

Qu Qingge felt as if she was paralyzed, numb and lost any strength. With her arms around her shoulders, she leaned against the wall and slowly squatted down.

"Qingge——" Wen Qiyang also squatted down, seeing her choking and the redness and swelling on her shoulders, he didn't know what to say for a while, maybe he was dazzled by jealousy, or because of alcohol. That's why he hurt her so much.

"sorry Sorry--"

Wen Qiyang gently held her face buried in his shoulders, and gently wiped the tears on her cheeks.

She slowly stopped crying and sat on the ground without saying a word.

Wen Qiyang took off his coat, put it on her shoulders, and placed a light kiss on her forehead.

The moonlight shines through the creaking plum blossoms, scattered on the ground, speckled.

On the ground, there are two long figures reflected. Although they are beautiful, they are lonely and sad.

(End of this chapter)