He held the cigarette in one hand and controlled her with the other, without any effort, but she could not escape from his control at all.

"Qin Jian..." She looked at him in shock.

He looked at the window, and the moonlight covered his eyes with a layer of silver light, but it could not shine in the foundation of his eyes. He lowered his head, and his thin lips slowly approached her lips.

An Yin thought he was going to drink, and his heart pounded, but he stopped, his lips separated by a finger.

Her breathing was full of a strong masculine smell and a faint tobacco smell.

He looked at her up close for a while, his lips slightly opened, and he held her tender lips as tender as cherry.

The evil gaze of the lonely phoenix in the dream suddenly appeared in her mind, her heart tightened suddenly, and she subconsciously opened her face.

His lips brushed against her smooth cheeks and landed on her snow-white neck, gently biting...

An Yin's breathing was suffocated, and the ten fingers he pressed on the top of his head couldn't help but hold them tightly, "Qin Jian, don't do this."

Every time he approached her, she was afraid of death.

Fear of arousing the desire of the female slut in her body, fear of the female slut absorbing his Yuanyang, fear of him dying on her body.

Qin Jian didn't make a sound, letting go, his lips moved along the curve of her slender and beautiful neck to her white earlobe, "I thought about it!"

"Don't do this..." An Yin's body stiffened and her heart pounded. They have done too frequently recently. Is his incontrol because he can't control Xiong's noisy?

However, her resistance did not let him go. He pinched her chin, raised her face, and kissed her quickly, plundering her lips and tongue fiercely.

The familiar and domineering aura encroached on all her senses.

An Yin stared at him with wide eyes, thinking of the scene where Gu Luan stabbed his lower abdomen with a knife in her dream, her heart almost jumped out of her chest.

Is he like this today because he annoyed that she saved Gu Luan?

An Yin felt an indescribable bitterness in her heart.

He could tell her when he was angry, but what was it for her?

An Yin struggled hard, trying to get out of his robbery, but no matter how hard she struggled, she couldn't break away from his iron hoop palm.

Just make a fuss and bite it hard.

But the moment she opened her mouth, he was already prepared and retreated calmly.

An Yin was afraid that he would come again, so she stared at him vigilantly.

He looked at her up close, and after a while, he let go.

An Yin lost her support, and her feet became weak, and she almost sat down on the ground, supporting her hands with the floor-to-ceiling glass behind her, and then she barely stood firm and stared at him with a heavy breath.

There was a faint smell of tobacco in my mouth and a slight astringent.

Qin Jian let her go, but did not leave. He supported her hands on her head, trapping her between his body and the floor-to-ceiling window, and looking at the expression on her face with great interest.

"Don't want it?"

"..." An Yin's air was blocked, her little face was tightly tense, "Change the angle, try turning into a monster that collects yin and replenishes yang?"

Qin Jian raised his eyebrows, smiled, and reached out to wipe her lips that were bitten by him, "I'm afraid of being a widow?"

Widow, your sister!

An Yin's face turned pale by this bastard's logic, "You and I are not married. If you die, I can't be a widow."

"What are you afraid of?"

"I'm afraid you will die, can you do it?"

"I have tasted the meat, but I don't give it to you now, so I'm going to die." Qin Jian lowered his head, leaned into her ear, and whispered: "I'll suffocate to death!" His voice was low and tempting.

An Yin's face turned redder through her ears and she pushed him away, "Then you can suffocate to death."
Chapter completed!