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Chapter 21 Horror Live Broadcasting Room

Ji Yan's voice was not malicious at all, just like a normal whisper, but the threat in it could not be ignored.

Ruan Qing trembled after hearing this, shrank her body, and subconsciously turned her head to escape the man's confinement.

But Ji Yan's grip on his chin was a little too strong, and he couldn't escape at all. He even tightened it a little more because he wanted to turn his head.

The pain coming from his jaw made Ruan Qing's eyes filled with mist, and his eye sockets turned slightly red, looking very pitiful.

However, Ji Yan was not soft-hearted at all. After all, little liars are the best at deceiving people.

He looked down at the young man in front of him with his eyes slightly narrowed, revealing a bit of danger, "Speak."

Although it was broad daylight, Ruan Qing's tall figure enveloped him with a terrifying sense of oppression, making people tremble with fear.

Ruan Qing's face was pale. Because his chin was pinched, he couldn't lower his head to avoid the man's sight. His body trembled slightly, and he whispered with a hint of grievance and fear, "Yes, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it.

I want to lie to you, and I don’t mean to hurt you.”

"I was just... just too scared..."

The young man spoke with a hint of crying in his voice, looking so pitiful.

However, Ji Yan knew that the young man was not as weak as he showed. After all, when he hit him, he was ruthless and ruthless, which was not something a weak person could do.

Moreover, although the young man looked pitiful, his explanation was vague and did not get to the point at all. He was just pretending to be pitiful.

"So this is the reason why you lied to me?" Ji Yan looked at the young man in front of him with a half-smile, "And you don't think you need to pay the price for lying to me, right?"

The young man's body trembled again, and he lowered his eyes in fear, looking pitiful as if he was about to cry, "I'm sorry, I really didn't mean to do it. I hope you can forgive me..."

Ji Yan's eyes fell on the young man's tear-moistened eyes. The young man's long eyelashes were hung with tears and fluttered like wings, making people want to bully him even more and make him cry even harder.

Ji Yan raised his lips and smiled softly, "I forgive you? That's okay."

He leaned forward slightly, getting a little closer to the boy, and his deep voice was inexplicably sexy and magnetic, "please me, and I'll forgive you."

The young man paused for a moment, with a look of confusion on his face, as if he didn't quite understand what this meant.

Ji Yan was very pleased with the young man's youthfulness. He chuckled and reached out his hand to gently touch the young man's beautiful face.

The slender fingers first gently wiped the tears from the corners of the young man's eyes, and then his thumbs rested on the young man's thin, light-colored lips, rubbing them a few times with unknown meaning, and then pressed lightly and hard.

The boy's lips were very soft, probably because they had just been bitten, and they were a bit warm and moist. The touch felt like a feather scratching into the heart.

Ji Yan's eyes darkened a bit, and his voice had a hint of coaxing, "Be good, open your mouth."

The young man was not a fool, and he finally understood what a man's pleasure meant.

He looked up at the person in front of him, his watery eyes widened instantly, with a hint of shock and fear, his whole little face was completely drained of blood, and he stammered, "But, but I am a man..."

Ji Yan chuckled, "I know, what next?"

There was a trace of panic and disbelief in the young man's eyes, but Ji Yan's expression did not mean he was joking at all. He bit his lower lip and lowered his eyes, as if he was struggling in his heart.

Finally, the young man gritted his teeth and whispered, "Yes, I'm sorry, I...I have someone I like."

Ji Yan's smile faded and his eyes turned completely gloomy. Just when he was exuding a violent aura and was about to grab the young man's hand, a voice as gentle as jade came from the door.

"It is not the behavior of a gentleman to force others to make things difficult for them."

The familiar voice made both of them look towards the bathroom door.

There were two figures standing at the door, they were Gu Zhaoxi and Wen Li, and it was Wen Li who had just spoken.

"Brother Wen Li!" Ruan Qing's eyes lit up, excitement and surprise appeared on his face, as if his savior had appeared.

Probably because the person he liked gave the young man the confidence, the young man turned his head to avoid Ji Yan's hand, bent down and slipped under Ji Yan's arm, and ran to Wen Li's side.

Ji Yan did not stop him, but looked at Wen Li with a dark expression.

Maybe it was because he was saved, or maybe the person he liked was right in front of him, the young man's delicate face was stained with blush, and the eyes that looked at Wen Li were shining like thousands of stars.

Wen Li rubbed Ruan Qing's hair soothingly, "It's okay, don't be afraid, I'm here."

The boy's face turned redder when his head was gently rubbed by the person he liked, and he shyly showed a small smile to Wen Li.

When the boy is not smiling, he still looks a bit gloomy and timid, but when he smiles, he is as beautiful and beautiful as a hundred flowers in bloom. His face is delicate and beautiful, and the ends of his eyes are slightly raised, creating an innocent and charming arc.

, there is happiness in the eyes that is so clean that there is no impurity.

Anyone can see that the boy likes the doctor.

Sincere and pure.

It's really jealous.

I am so jealous that a desire arises in my heart, a desire to destroy everything.

Several people present had different thoughts at that time.

After Wen Li comforted the young man, he looked at Ji Yan, who had a cold face, and said gently but forcefully, "Sir, I hope you can understand that it is illegal to force others."

Ji Yan sneered, "Is it illegal? Is it illegal to be intimate with your wife?"

As soon as he said these words, several people's eyes fell on Ruan Qing.

Ruan Qing shook his head eagerly, fearing that Wen Li would misunderstand, "No, I don't know him."

"Don't you know? This is really sad." Ji Yan straightened his sleeves carelessly, then looked at Ruan Qing with a nasty smile, "That's not what you said in my bed last night."

Ruan Qing's face turned pale, and his eyes turned red again. He looked at Wen Li in panic, "No, that's not the case. Brother Wen Li, believe me, I really have nothing to do with him."

Ji Yan was noncommittal about the young man's explanation. He stretched out his index finger and nodded, as if thinking, "Oh, by the way, I remember that my wife has a flower-like mole under her chest. If you don't believe me, you can ask.

Ask him."

The boy's face turned even paler.

Because what Ji Yan said was right, he did have a mole under his chest, but it was clearly forced on him.

"No, it's not like that." The eyes of the taciturn young man were filled with tears, as if he was about to cry in the next second, but he didn't know how to explain it, so he could only look at Wen Li with pleading, and pray
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