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Chapter 542 Isn’t She Just a Woman (21)

Hearing this voice, Wen Qiyang froze for a few seconds, then hurriedly chased after him, and pulled Qu Qingge back at the corner of the corridor.

Qu Qingge was startled, and subconsciously withdrew her arm forcefully, but Wen Qiyang's strength was even stronger, drawing a pale red mark on her smooth skin.

"Let go of me—" Qu Qingge turned his head, his tone very strong.

But Wen Qiyang was tougher than her, and replied: "Don't even think about it—" Then, regardless of her resistance, regardless of the people in the corridor who knew everything about him, he pulled her into his arms at once.

Qu Qingge felt his powerful aura, subconsciously knew what he was going to do, raised his hand and pushed his chest fiercely.

However, the anxious Wen Qiyang couldn't make Qu Qingge escape again, the harder she tried, the tighter he hugged her, wishing to melt her into his blood.

Qu Qingge's desperate struggle may be because the last time in the living room, a group of servants and Xiao Wu saw Wen Qiyang beating her violently, so she was afraid of his toughness in her heart, but she was a little drunk, His strength is no match for the man in front of him.

Seeing Qu Qingge's dishonesty, Wen Qiyang put his arms around her waist, pressed her against the wall of the corridor, and squeezed Qu Qingge hard, so that she would not have the slightest chance to resist, but this little woman was quiet. After he got down, his hands were still scratching and scratching vigorously on his chest.

Some people gathered in the corridor again, but they didn't look at it as unabashedly as before, but hid in the corner dumbfounded and looked through the crack of the door.

Wen Qiyang didn't want to do anything to Qu Qingge, he just wanted her to be quiet, calm down, and have a good talk with himself, but the woman twisted her body while scratching his chest.

Doesn't she know how much she is tempted to him at all?Still teasing him like this?
Wen Qiyang was a little impatient, so he stretched out his hand, grabbed her wrist, and imprisoned her against the wall, then lowered his head involuntarily, covered her lips, and punished her extremely.

Qu Qingge was stunned, how could he be here.
A sense of fear spread quickly. In desperation, Qu Qingge bit his lingering tongue fiercely. The strong smell of blood filled the air between the two of them. Wen Qiyang froze in pain for a moment. Qing Ge took advantage of the situation and pushed him away heavily.

Then, without saying a word, he ran away.

"Damn Qu Qingge, stop for me." Wen Qi raised his legs and chased after him with a curse.

Qu Qingge ran fast, staggered two steps, and collided with a waiter who suddenly appeared from the private room.

The waiter was dragging a tray with some plates and tableware on it, and they all fell to the ground with a clatter.

Wen Qiyang's footsteps paused for a moment, worried that Qu Qingge would not be touched, but he just wanted to raise his leg to step forward.

However, the little woman in front bent down to pick up a large steel spoon, turned her head and threw it towards Wen Qiyang's body. Although there was a little distance, it hit Wen Qiyang's forehead accurately.

Wen Qiyang's footsteps really paused in place for a moment, and then he touched the wound on his forehead. There was sticky liquid left along the perfect outline, dripping on his white casual suit, smudged red.

Everyone in the corridor was stunned.

(End of this chapter)