Chapter 2373

She seemed to see clearly who was the man who was raging on her in her sleepiness. For a moment, she thought, forget it, there is no need to resist any more.

It was sooner or later, she knew that even if he didn't touch her now, he would.

But her hands and feet still struggle, both hands against Gong Heng's chest, push him back.

If Gong Heng is successful, Xia jingnian will certainly not let her go easily. In the future, she will have to run around under two men - this is something she can't accept, and she can resist every day.

Gong Heng's head was full of wine, and he ignored Tang Qing's small refusal. With a wave of his hand, he pinched her two wrists and pushed her two wrists behind her. One hand raised her chin and looked down at her face with dark eyes.

Tang Qing's face was a little pale, but his lips were flushed with kisses, like plum blossoms in the snow.

Under the bright moonlight, her eyes are full of tears, which makes her look like she wants to cry. But if you look at it carefully, you can see that it is just the reflection of the moon. Her eyes are clear and there is no trace of tears.

Gong Heng's intimate low head in her lips kiss, and then to her breath, relaxed tone to her way: "I'm drunk."

It seems that the word "drunk" is like a gold medal to avoid death, which can let him do anything unscrupulously.

Tang Qing hoarse voice: "you have not." He doesn't look a bit drunk.

Gong Heng a smile, the tone is very lively: "I said drunk on the drunk." He bent down, bit her earlobe, gently gnawed it with his teeth, and whispered, "tilt son, give it to me."

Tang Qing's body was slightly stiff: "no way."

"But you know, you can't resist me." He was still in that lively tone, as if the upcoming was not a strong female cadres, but just an ordinary forum, "you know, I can't endure for too long."

Tang Qing also thought that, indeed, this event is bound to happen, she and Gong Heng can see clearly, she has been refusing, appears very hypocritical.

How can anyone do business with a strong female offender.

But she refused in a dry voice: "no way."

Her voice dry, looking at Gong Heng a smile, his smile with a bit of potential in must.

He may have known what she thought in her heart and knew that her refusal was at the end of her tether, so he planned to take advantage of the victory and cook the cooked rice tonight.

So he's slow and rational to Tang Qing: "no, it's OK."

His hot palms groped up along her waist, with a breath that did not allow her to be resolute. Tang Qing held down his violent hand, raised his eyes full of moonlight, and shook his head at Gong Heng.

Her eyes have no measures, there are pleading, there is fear, like a small animal targeted by a sharp arrow in the moonlight, with a pity.

Gong Heng realized that he was not a man with a heart of stone, but he felt that he had been patient for a long time. From eight years ago to eight years later, he felt that he should not endure any more.

So he shook his head slightly at Tang Qing, raised a hand and pressed it on her lips. He said with a smile, "Qing'er, you can't refuse me any more."