Chapter 23

At night.

Jing Muchen obediently followed ran demon into the bedroom.

The bed was the same as before. It was just a quilt. It was no longer the color that ran demon liked, but Ruan Qiqi chose it.

Ran demon didn't dislike it either. He smiled at Jing Muchen and went to the bathroom to take a bath.

When they came out again, Jing Muchen was already lying on the bed. Their eyes were facing each other, but they were staggered for a short breath.

"Ruan 771 sleeps alone. Don't worry?"

"She's not a child. What's wrong with her?"

Ran demon got into bed, squeezed into Jing Muchen's quilt and reached out to hold him.

Jing Muchen's mind suddenly remembered the picture of Gu Yan pressing ran demon under him. As soon as his face changed, he lay down quietly, avoiding the hand stretched out by ran demon, "sleepy, sleep."

"Well, good!" ran demon didn't want to touch Jing Muchen. Not only did Jing Muchen feel disgusted, but she also felt disgusted.

After turning off the light, ran demon lay down and separated a space from Jing Muchen.

"Ran demon, a year ago..."

"I know, I said it wasn't my free will, and you won't believe it." ran demon opened her eyes and smiled. Since she was abused by Gu Yan, she now mentioned the previous nightmare, which won't hurt any more.

"I'll give you to Mr. Gu..."

"I understand that in order to get benefits, you can only send me out." ran demon tightened his hands on his lower abdomen. "In fact, it's my fault. Ruan Qiqi followed you cleanly, but I was ruined and ruined by other men."

"Ran demon, Qiqi's stomach is big. Can we..."

"I won't divorce you." ran demon breathed deeply. "I think you shouldn't force me to divorce you, right? After all, my pay to you is no smaller than Ruan Qiqi giving you a child."

"Sorry!"

"Well, be nice to me in the future."

Jing Muchen was quietly blocked back by ran demon when he mentioned divorce.

Late at night, ran demon gradually fell asleep.

When I woke up again, the room was still dark, but the position around me was empty.

Jing Muchen is not here. Ran demon doesn't need to install it again.

He got out of bed with a cold face and didn't turn on the light. He directly opened the door and went to room Ruan Qiqi.

The night is deep and quiet.

Ran demon didn't open the door, but he could hear some blushing voice coming out of it.

She stood outside the door for a few seconds, then went back to her room, changed her clothes, took her bag and left the place that worried her.

He drove aimlessly until the car stopped downstairs at Gu Yan's house.

It was already three o'clock in the morning and it was frighteningly quiet around.

Ran demon didn't know why he came back to this place, but he came.

She took a deep breath, turned off the car and took the elevator to the eighth floor.

She left in a hurry yesterday. Gu Yan still had the key to her home.

When I opened the door, I saw a small table lamp in the living room.

Gu Yan leaned on the sofa and closed his eyes. However, at the moment she opened the door, his eyes opened a slit and forced him to her.

"Mrs. Jing?"

"I... I'll return your key!" ran demon closed the door, changed his slippers and walked to Gu Yan. "And your bank card."

"Is that all?"

"The bed at home is too crowded. I want to borrow your bed to sleep."

"Come here!" Gu Yan stirred up half of his lips and smiled.

Ran demon pursed his lower lip and his heart began to accelerate.

However, at the thought of the blood boiling picture at home, Jing Muchen can find Ruan Qiqi in front of her. Why can't she come out and wear a green hat for Jing Muchen?

She walked towards Gu Yan step by step. As soon as she came to him, she was pulled into her arms by him.

"Mrs. Jing, it's hard to go on thinking after getting into my bed."

"If I don't take the initiative to come to you, you will really set me free?"

"No!"

"Oh, so I know that I have no freedom since the day I was given to you by Jing Muchen."

"Good guess!" Gu Yan took ran demon's face and slowly approached it.

His kisses, thick and dense, burned everywhere in her. The joy of his return made his actions more tender and tender than ever.