C17

Chapter 17 - Long nights

Qiao Weiyi had even given birth to a child, so she was naturally not a young girl who didn't understand anything.

Damn it, the thing he just gave her was nothing serious!

Zhou Zhicheng...

She must kill that brainless idiot in the future, how could she give this thing to Zhang Shiyan!

She wiped away her tears that were just forced out and gritted her teeth as she looked at Zhang Shiyan, "Zhang Shiyan, how did you become like this? Do you know what you're doing now? "I don't want to. You are forcing me to do this. This is against the law!"

"The Marriage certificate is in the drawer. Do you want me to take it out and show it to you?"

Zhang Shiyan kissed her slightly red eyes and felt that the current Qiao Weiyi was extremely beautiful.

Qiao Weiyi looked at the man who did things different from usual because he was drunk. He held onto the bed sheets tightly, and his breathing became ragged.

"Zhang Shiyan, marital coercion is also against the law!"

"When you get out of my bed, you can sue me."

Zhang Shiyan gently stared at Qiao Weiyi, he did not look like he was drunk at all, he patiently waited for the medicine on Qiao Weiyi's body to take effect.

He had just inhaled so much fragrance that it would erupt in less than five minutes.

He waited for her to become more beautiful and charming under the effect of the medicine.

Qiao Weiyi felt as though her heart was about to jump out of her throat. She had already been hiding from Zhang Shiyan for five years, how could she be willing to have such a relationship with him?

"Look carefully at my face. Zhang Shiyan, I am not your wife, Ji Nansheng!"

"It's you …"

Zhang Shiyan rubbed his fingers over Qiao Weiyi's cheeks bit by bit. With a misty look in his eyes, his voice carried a trace of flirtatiousness and sexiness as he whispered softly into her ears, "Ah Sheng, I know it's you. "Even if you turn to dust, I can still recognize you …"

Qiao Weiyi stared intently at Zhang Shiyan's eyes, the deep emotions she had was hiding a trace of crazy persistence, which made Qiao Weiyi tremble with fear.

Her shoulders silently trembled, and she shook her head. "You madman, Zhang Shiyan, you are a madman …"

Zhang Shiyan looked at Qiao Weiyi with a pampered gaze, and his lips still carried a smile.

It was as if she had used the world's worst words to stab him. To him, those were the most beautiful words of love.

After she was infected by the medicine and gradually lost her consciousness, he lowered his head and deeply kissed the lips that he had missed for a long time.

The drunk Zhang Shiyan's eyes were hazy, and he couldn't see the woman's face beneath him, but he could feel the familiar feeling from her body. His heart told him, this person was Ji Nansheng, the person he had loved for many years in his heart.

Even if she didn't admit it, what did it matter?

It was not the first time he had seen her trying to be brave, her being stubborn, her not liking for him.

Her lips moved about on his soft skin. Her breath, her heartbeat, her temperature, everything about her made Zhang Shiyan miss her. The heart that made him feel lonely and cold for a few years, instantly became warm.

He had that in the drawer, but he didn't choose to wear it. He just wanted to feel her, to have her, to touch her with every inch of his skin, to let her cry in his possession, to shatter her voice, to tremble for him, to sink into depravity for him …

In the hazy night, the large room gradually became chaotic, and there was an ambiguous smell in the air.

It was unknown who's breathing was shattered in the ink-like darkness.

The night was still long.

One in the morning.

The big bed was a mess, and the air had a faint musky smell.

Qiao Weiyi buttoned the last button on her shirt with trembling hands. She felt that she had been torn and reorganized from the inside out.