Scum dad dreams of robbing mommy

She was so frightened that her face turned pale and her heart stopped beating!

How dare someone kidnap and hijack a serious five-star hotel in broad daylight?

"Help... um—"

Yang Qianyu resisted desperately, thrusting his elbows back hard, stomping on his feet indiscriminately, and pushing his waist backwards, trying to knock the opponent away.

"it's me!"

Poor Feng Moyan, who was hit in the chest by her elbow and stepped on her toes by her high heels, broke out in a cold sweat from the pain.

However, when the pain was insane, her body brought back distant memories because of her series of close contacts.

Gong Beize's words immediately rang in his ears - but at this young age, he has been abstinent for more than four years, tsk tsk.

Yes, for more than four years, he has been like an ascetic.

Holding the woman in his arms again, the feeling is like the withered life awakening instantly, every cell is agitated, clamoring for more.

He must have been ascetic for too long, and he has become a little psychopathic...

The man hugged her with one hand and covered her mouth with the other. He said "it's me and me" several times in a low voice in her ear, but the woman didn't hear it.

Later, he had no choice but to endure the severe pain and pull the woman's body back against the wall, while pressing the light switch with one hand.

Yang Qianyu looked at the face in front of her, gasped in shock, and shocked Shihua at the same time.

Seal, ink, words? !

Yang Qianyu stared at him for a full ten seconds, and suddenly, like a cat with frayed fur, slapped him hard with hands and feet.

"You're sick! I've already said that I'm not Yang Qianyu! Are you finished?!"

"One is blocked in the bathroom, the other is waiting in the corridor, you two are really a match made in heaven! Perfect match!"

"Don't think that you have power and power, you can do whatever you want if you cover the sky with one hand!"

"If you get mad at me, I will still tell you to walk around! If you don't believe me, try it!"

At first, the man let her yell and curse, but when he heard the phrase "the bathroom is blocked" - his face sank instantly.

"Who blocked you? Yang Caiyue?"

But they were eating on the first floor, why did Yang Caiyue go to the bathroom on the second floor?

He took advantage of Yang Caiyue getting up to go to the bathroom, and deliberately pulled out to block people on the second floor.

"Who else! I told you not to pester me, but your fiancée thought I valued you, warned me again and again, and even framed me!"

Yang Qian's tone was domineering, and after cursing angrily, he turned around and wanted to leave.

But the man finally caught her, how could he let her leave so easily?

The arm was grabbed again, pulled back, and flung against the wall.

Before she could break free and resist, the man's other hand clamped her jaw involuntarily.

The shadow quickly shrouded in front of him, and before Yang Qianyu could react, his mouth was covered by a strong and rich breath, and the back of his head and back were firmly pressed against the wall.

Shocked, petrified.

transfixed.

Feng Moyan... This bastard, he, he actually forced a kiss!

It's too, too, too much!

The familiar feeling swept over, like bone erosion.

After more than four years, he is still like this, when he kisses, he shows no mercy, wishing to tear people apart and eat them with strength and urgency.

Can't Yang Caiyue satisfy him?

It also looks like he hasn't touched a woman in 800 years.

Reason sank for a moment, but fortunately, anger quickly gained the upper hand and woke her up suddenly.

Yang Qianyu resisted fiercely, cursing...

However, the man who trapped her seemed to know the taste, not only did not let go, but became more excited and addicted.

He was so tall that the woman thought his neck would break.

When they got married, their relationship had broken down.

He has been married for three years, and he has no love obsession with himself, so the intimacy is always carried out in the dead of night, before going to bed-it is more like fulfilling an obligation.

When lying down, I don't think it is difficult to kiss him, but I still enjoy it.

But now, the two stood facing each other, and although he bowed his head and neck, she still felt very tired.

The mandible was controlled by his thick and powerful hand, and the whole face changed position with his kissing posture - Yang Qianyu felt that his neck was about to be broken.

"Uh... let go! Bastard... Liu... Feng Moyan!" She struggled unceasingly, cursing and shouting, but most of the words were forced back or swallowed by him.

Worried about being discovered and the consequences would be disastrous, she freed one leg while twisting, and without thinking about it, she suddenly lifted it up and pressed it against his lower abdomen.

However, this time it was unsuccessful.

The man clasped her knee with one hand, and while escaping, he hooked his arm back to follow the trend, and pulled her leg to his waist to fix it.

This pose...

Yang Qianyu immediately stood on only one leg, feeling so embarrassed that she wanted to die!

If she hadn't been pushed against the wall by his strong and straight body, she would have lost her balance and fell to the ground.

"You, you let me go!"

"Didn't you take the initiative to send it up?"

"..." Yang Qianyu gritted her teeth, it was too shameless!

The man stopped kissing, and his deep eyes were fixed on her with scorching temperature.

The posture of the two is so ambiguous that it cannot be described.

"Miss Ruan, how can you explain that this small mouth tastes exactly like my ex-wife's?"

The man spoke up, his low-pitched tone full of banter and ridicule, like a rascal.

Yang Qianyu is a golden rooster independent, her body can only lean against him as much as possible to maintain her balance, she glared angrily at the words, wishing to tear the smile off her face!

"This is how it feels to kiss a woman! Have you never kissed your fiancee?"

To deal with a shameless person, the only way to have a slight chance of winning is to become even more shameless than him.

"Are you so concerned about whether I've kissed someone else, are you jealous?" He raised his eyebrows, and his handsome face moved closer.

"..." Yang Qianyu was speechless, and silently looked away.

"say."

"..."

"It seems that you have to force me to use some means."

His hand stretched out again, and before the woman could dodge, he clamped her jaw again.

"Feng Moyan! You are enough!" Yang Qianyu was completely angry, and put her hands on his shoulders, pulling the distance between the two of them.

And she still had one leg in the man's hand, half riding on his waist.

The woman's face is bleeding.

When she met Gong Beize just now, she should have left quickly, what a pity!

"You were pregnant back then, why didn't you tell me?"

"I haven't married yet, how can I get pregnant?"

"If I had known that you were pregnant, maybe...wouldn't have divorced." The man's eyes were deep and pious, staring at her little face, which didn't look like a lie.

"Mr. Feng, can you stop talking to yourself? I'm really not your ex-wife. Isn't she dead? If you want to confess to her, you can go kneel in front of her grave! Kowtow a few times will do."

Yang Qianyu finally turned her face around, sneering and sarcastic.

Speaking of graves...

Feng Moyan was suddenly curious: "What is buried in that tomb of yours? Is it the Clothes Tomb?"