This is his private pistol and never let anyone touch it.

But he still let go.

Ye Jiaqi's hands were shaking violently.

The pistol was not heavy, but she held it in her hand, like a huge rock, heavy.

The muzzle did not move, facing Zuo Qianqian's temple.

Ye Jiaqi's eyes were scarlet colors, like blood and sunset.

He looked at the woman on the ground without blinking, just like that.

Heartbeat accelerates and pupils dilate.

She chewed her lips tightly.

Qiao Sinian accurately captured every expression on Ye Jiaqi's face!

Including the frequency of her eyelash trembling!

Everything told him that Ye Jiaqi had a grudge with this woman on earth.

Otherwise, she was so timid, so how dare she touch the gun?

Zuo Qianqian on the ground was still trembling, muttering: "Don't kill me, don't kill me, don't..."

She was frightened and a little confused.

"Zuo Qianqian."

Ye Jiaqi shouted, his tone calm.

Zuo Qianqian's lips trembled and she couldn't even say a word.

She heard someone call her name.

Look up slowly...

Why is it her!

Zuo Qianqian widened her eyes, shocked, shocked, incredible!

Isn’t it the woman who is a mistress? Could it be...

Is she Mr. Qiao’s woman?

Then wouldn't she really hit the gun?!

"You, take the gun, take it away..." Zuo Qianqian stuttered and her eyes dodged.

Ye Jiaqi squatted down, but the gun did not move at all!

"Zuo Qianqian, the skirt you are wearing is so beautiful."

She stretched out her hand and gently stroked Zuo Qianqian's pink puffy skirt.

Low collar, ultra short, backless.

He really dares to wear it out and seduce Qiao Sinian.

Can someone like Qiao Sinian be seduced?

Overestimate one's ability.

"You, how do you know my name is Zuo Qianqian..." Zuo Qianqian gritted her teeth and was still trembling.

"Miss Zuo Qianqian is famous, how could I not know?"

Her hands opened the zipper of Zuo Qianqian's skirt—

With a "his...", the zipper was pulled open.

"Please, sister, would you please let me go? I didn't mean it. I went to the wrong place and then fell accidentally."

"What did you call me?"

"Miss, Miss..."

"I'm not your sister." Ye Jiaqi sneered, "I want your skirt."

"Okay, okay, okay... If you let me go, I will give you whatever you want, and I will give you everything."

Zuo Qianqian cried and begged for mercy.

Ye Jiaqi's memory was in a daze and returned to his childhood. After her mother passed away, He Dangui and Zuo Qianqian officially entered their home.

Her mother made her a lot of beautiful clothes, shoes, and dolls...

However--

After Zuo Qianqian came, she wanted to steal everything from her.

I don't have to like it, I just want to steal her.

The things her mother made with stitches were snatched up by Zuo Qianqian.

Sometimes, Zuo Qianqian couldn't rob her and cried.

As he cried, He Dangui would help him grab it!

She was no match for adults, so she had to watch them snatch her things away.

Forget it, but they didn't even let her mother go!

Her mother is a very delicate woman with beautiful clothes.

He Dangui rummaged through the boxes and swept all her mother's clothes.

Beautiful, beautiful styles, all taken away.

At that time, she watched them as their mother and daughter entered the house like bandits.

Thinking of this, Ye Jiaqi stripped off her skirt with great force.

"cough."
Chapter completed!