Chapter 127

Jealous?

Yan Qingyu looked at the mysterious man in front of her in confusion and couldn't help but sneer.

Why is she jealous?

"No!"

Si Yucheng hugged her waist and sniffed the bloody smell on her neck. His eyes fluttered, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "If you want children, I can also satisfy your wish!"

Yan Qingyu pushed hard and pushed the man in front of her directly away. The anger of repulsion between her eyebrows made her feel alert all over her body, and she sneered: "Thank you for your kindness. I still have something to do now and I don't have any plans to have a baby!"

"Then from now on?" Si Yucheng narrowed his eyes and thought about the scene of her big belly... Well... it seemed quite interesting.

"Please stop this boring joke. I came into contact with Jiu Qiansui as you wish. What do you want to do next?" Yan Qingyu directly changed the topic and ignored the messy emotions and children that appeared in her heart. She didn't want to think about such things.

How could a great revenge be left behind if you haven’t revenged?

The name of another man was mentioned from her mouth. Si Yucheng felt for the first time how annoying it was, especially when he thought of the bite mark left on his neck when he took her back, he felt anger that everything had been marked by another beast.

The playful mood changed instantly. The big hand gently pinched Yan Qingyu's neck, and her fingertips mercilessly grabbed the scars on her neck, sneering: "When I talk about this, I feel novel. How did you seduce Jiu Qiansheng? You still leave such an obvious provocative mark on your neck?"

The traces of the neck...pain... Yan Qingyu's face turned slightly pale and her lips were pursed.

This bite mark was obviously bitten by Si Yucheng, but he almost died of excessive blood loss... But he didn't remember it? I thought it was left by Jiu Qiansui?

Pretending to be amnesia?

Si Yucheng's fingers squeezed the bite marks on her neck with force. The wound that had stopped was broken by him, as if he was about to penetrate her body, causing the blood on her neck to flow down again... The pain of the second tearing of the wound was far more painful than the first time, and it hurt so much that Yan Qingyu's whole body trembled and her body slipped weakly...

But Si Yucheng looked coldly, looking at her fragile appearance as she fell into her arms due to pain, and her eyes were possessive and dangerous.

Yan Qingyu bit her lip tightly. She was so painful that she couldn't breathe that she took a strong breath and looked at her cold eyes. "Isn't this what you hope? If Jiu Qiansui is really seduced by me, it will be too convenient to act at that time... The beauty trick not only uses her brain, but also needs to be enlightened. This is what you said in your own words!"

With a nie, the skirt was torn into pieces. The cool breeze of dusk blew across her skin, and a layer of goose bumps immediately appeared. The last ray of dusk was cast on the good body. The yellow light made her white skin white as snow float a warm color, and a hint of redness. It was fragile but beautiful, but also had a destructive power that would destroy the world.

"I am your doll, I will give everything according to your orders, willingly!"

Si Yucheng looked at the luster of her body, and the cold eyes in his eyes suddenly became evil and evil, as if the strange scale was touched by her, and as if he suddenly understood something he could not understand, and the evil color on his body was shrouded indifference.

"Willing?" Si Yucheng mocked. This woman would never be willing to use it for him in her life. Everything she did was prepared for the Lord.

"Yes, I'm willing!"

The mockery at the corner of Si Yucheng's mouth became louder and louder. Looking at the dress that turned into pieces on the palm of his hand, his sarcastic smile contained a bitterness that he could not even notice: "Since you are my doll, then you will be willing to devote yourself to me, right?"

Yan Qingyu closed her eyes slightly, her slender eyelashes trembled gently, as fragile as silk, but with tenacity as that of Tian Jiansi. She took the initiative to reach out and hooked Si Yucheng's neck, leaned her head against his chest, and answered with all her strength; "I...willed!"

A gust of wind stormed, Yan Qingyu felt that she was being picked up horizontally, and when she came to her senses, she was thrown onto a soft bed. The man in front of her reached out and pulled open the belt of her coat and the white jade hairpin on her head, like a waterfall, slid down from her shoulders, and the black collar on her body and slowly slid to the ground. The man wearing a ghost face stared at her with his eyes as if he wanted to imprison her here with his eyes.

Yan Qingyu didn't know what she was angry about, because she was angry, so she unconsciously fucked the man in front of her.

It has developed to this point like self-deprecation.

The man slowly climbed onto the bed, pressed her legs that subconsciously wanted to retreat, held her hand with her fingers and gently placed it between her lips. Her cold eyes blocked her domineeringly, mocking her lips: "Are you scared?"

"It's not the first time, what are you afraid of?" Yan Qingyu wanted to slap herself when she said this. She was humble! He knew that there would be no good end to provoke this man, but why did she anger him? What exactly made her lose her proud calmness?

"I forgot that you are not a virgin and don't need to be gentle to you!" Si Yucheng smiled coldly. He hated others' bottom line for provoking him, even the little girl in front of him would not do it!

The white bellyband turned into dust in Si Yucheng's palm. Yan Qingyu, who was naked, froze and her brain turned blank. It was the first time she and Si Yucheng were so honest, and Si Yucheng did not expect that the beautiful scenery would be so tempting.

White skin as white as snow, slightly undulating mountains, perhaps because she is too young, she does not have the charm that ordinary mature women should have... But the man stared at the tender body, and his slender waist could be grasped by one palm, and he suddenly felt a little drowsy in his brain and the tip of his nose was hot...

The heat emerged from the depths of the body, as if it was drugged and could not be suppressed.

Because of embarrassment and regret for provocation, Yan Qingyu's body was pink and she twisted her body in embarrassment and struggled: "Don't... look..."

Si Yucheng's big hand gently pinched the extremely slender waist. It seemed that he had seen this feeling somewhere...or had touched it? His sticky skin, and the familiar touch, and the familiar body shape when he was pressed under him... Everything had an indescribable sense of familiarity, as if he had pressed this tender body under his body and trampled it hard. It seemed that he had heard of the miserable crying begging for mercy, and it seemed that he had seen the bite marks covered with snow-white skin, as if...

"Who are you?"

I was so familiar that I felt that I had possessed this body in my dream. The familiarity of the fusion of the body made Si Yucheng confused. He didn't care about the desperate struggle under him at all, and just wanted to feel the touch of the skin of the body carefully.

Perhaps from this familiar touch, you can find out what is the chaotic feeling that emerges from the depths of the soul, and why do you only have feelings for this little girl?

Sudden……

"Master, please report!"

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Si Yucheng: "Who is looking for death urgently? You're going to die!"

Some miserable baby: "..." The master who is dissatisfied with desire is so terrible. I want to change jobs, whimper.

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