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His voice was like a cello, melodious and low, rising and falling in her ears.

Immersed in his pleasant voice, she actually looked into his eyes with such an enchanting gaze.

Jin Chu Yang's alcohol tolerance was good, a dozen beers was not a problem.

And then there was the fact that she drank without blushing.

She wouldn't feel intoxicated in front of others. As long as she was drunk, she would keep her head clear under any circumstances.

However, once she reached a safe place, she would instantly fall to the ground and then relax, falling into a deep slumber.

But at this moment, just the breath that he had sprayed out, with a slight smell of alcohol, actually made her feel intoxicated.

His lips, as if confirming what he had just said, came back to hers in the midst of her intoxication.

Towards her, he didn't mind carrying out all of his actions to the end with his shamelessness and shamelessness.

When their four lips came into contact, it felt as if they were intertwined with ice and fire.

A strange feeling rose from her limbs and bones. As the faint smell of alcohol entered her nose and mouth, her entire body seemed to soar into the air.

It was as if he was stepping on cotton wool, and he had an unreal feeling.

This was the second time, after the last time she had provoked him into saying, "There is no habit or hobby of using the same thing again." He had pressed her against the wall and punished her so harshly.

Except for the first time since she got drunk, she had no impression at all, and this was the fiercest one she had ever had.

He swept his gaze over every inch of her in a frenzy and with a trace of coercion, not giving her any chance to retaliate.

Her hand was behind his back, and with just one hand, he firmly held her down.

The other hand closed around her waist, pressing her close and tight against him.

There was not a single gap between his chest and abdomen.

Once again, she could clearly feel his wild and powerful heartbeat.

Bang! Bang! Bang! It was as though something wanted to jump out from his chest, shaking her chest.

She wanted to reject him, but her hands had been cut in half by his backhand. It was simply impossible for her to do so.

She pushed his mouth away, his tongue, but what came out of it was an inordinate amount of profit, as well as an even more arrogant and uninhibited gaze that swept through every part of her mouth.

It was as though he was announcing his ownership, summoning the world. This woman was his, no one could even dream of snatching her from him.

Until she felt almost suffocated, and then he finally let go of her lips.

In an instant, she was like a fish back in water. When she emerged from the water, she could finally breathe again.

His hand was still on her hand and waist, and he made no move to let go.

Something was pressing against her belly, and it was also glowing with the light of the fire.

Scenes flashed across Jin Chu Yang's mind.

She was completely naked, and his back was unbearable to look at. It was all long and short scratches, deep and shallow.

From her neck to her thighs, she was covered in bruises.

The white bedsheet also had a hint of glaring red, as well as an indescribably creased bedsheet.

His face was completely red, and he could almost boil an egg.

Naturally, his head was also lowered to the point that it couldn't be any lower. His eyes didn't dare to and also didn't want to look directly into his eyes.

It was as if his eyes had magical powers. As long as they met eyes with him, they could be absorbed by him.

Jin Chu Yang didn't know what was wrong with him, why did she suddenly have this baffling feeling about him.

"It seems like you are very satisfied with me this time, Madam Dinner."

His voice sounded playful and ambiguous in her ears. The warm air that blew into her ears felt itchy and numb.

Under his rage, Jin Chu Yang immediately stomped his foot down hard on the ground, and then said angrily, "Yan Bai, if you don't speak now, you might die!"

When he was in pain, he let go of her hands and waist.

However, the gaze that looked at her didn't have the slightest intention of moving.

It was still as meaningful and ambiguous as before.

She took the opportunity to take two steps back, creating some distance between them. Then, she glared at him once again with unquenchable hatred.

That gaze simply wanted to shatter him.

However, Yan Bai began to chuckle quietly, and didn't take his piercing gaze to heart at all.

Jin Chu Yang glared at him angrily again, and immediately took possession of the space in her own bed.

"So it turns out that you're this impatient?"

His playful, guessing voice rang out again, and the look in his eyes was unmistakable.

Can't wait?

Jin Chu Yang's eyelids twitched.

This man was simply hopeless. Why was anything so twisted in his eyes?

Could he be any more shameless and shameless?

However, after his earlier act of being even more shameless, she would definitely not say those words out loud.

The only thing he could do was to give him another vicious look to vent the anger in his heart.

It's impossible for you to talk to him.

His smile was both sinister and unbridled. He then condescendingly looked down on her and slowly raised his hand …

He started slowly touching the buttons on his shirt.

It was the button she had just sewn for him.

Jin Chu Yang's eyes were wide opened as she glared at Yun Che with a face filled with fear and fury.

Even his mouth opened slightly.

"Yan Bai, if you dare come and stay in my house, do you believe that I won't be courteous to you!?"

She gritted her teeth and glared at him, warning him and even threatening him.

However, to Yan Bai, any warning or threat was useless.

He had always done things according to his own thoughts and preferences.

The buttons on his shirt were undone one by one, revealing his strong and broad chest, as well as his abdomen.

Without the slightest bit of excess flesh, the eight abs of his abdominal muscles were extremely obvious. That Merfolk Fish String of Fate was without exception summoning his good figure to her.

Indeed, he had a good figure, comparable to a model.

After taking off his shirt, he put his hand on the belt at his waist and reached for the buckle.