Chapter 1595
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The man's voice had a hint of blurriness and bewitchment in the night.
His slightly low and hoarse voice sounded especially pleasant to the ears.
He seemed to be chuckling. His lazy voice had a hint of banter, and the frivolity in his words had an inexplicable hint of bewitchment. It made the ears of the listeners burn a little.
Heroine …
Why did it sound like a cospy?
Shen Wanqing's thoughts couldn't help but go astray. She had even thought of the headline in the newspaper. It would be called:
Unspeakable Things Between the Ruthless Warlord of the Republic of China and the Dissolute Playboy Flower Thief.
Cough, cough. Stop, come back!
She blinked. "What do you mean by 'only once'?"
She was a little confused, and looked at Jing Yanxiu with a puzzled expression.
The man hugging her chuckled, and the next second, he released the hand around the girl's waist.
He turned around and sat back on the bed unhurriedly.
Jing Yanxiu's palms were propped up on the soft bed. He narrowed his long eyes and looked at her lazily.
The moonlight was faintly discernible as it shone on his hair, creating a layer of halo.
He seemed to be interested, and his lips played with those words. "Heroine, didn't you want to rape me?"
The moonlight was intoxicating. The man sitting lazily by the bed had a snow-white western-style shirt loosened, and the buttons at the bottom had long been unbuttoned by her.
When his long legs were slightly crossed, the snow-white skin of his waist and abdomen was faintly discernible under the moonlight.
He looked very much like a lazy, soul-sucking ghost.
Shen Wanqing never knew that the usually cold and reserved Second Master had such a seductive side.
She was a little dumbfounded, and her gaze couldn't help but wander to the man's faintly discernible waist and abdomen.
She had touched it just now, so she knew how firm his muscles were, how smooth his skin was, and how soft it was to the touch.
Shen Wanqing didn't even need to look at him. He could feel her burning gaze.
Jing Yanxiu snorted a little lazily. His long, snow-white fingers gathered the slightly open hem of his shirt, covering that bit of spring scenery in an instant.
Shen Wanqing was a little displeased that he suddenly hid it from her. She had been looking at it for a long time.
She came back to her senses and looked at Jing Yanxiu with a frown. However, when she met the man's long eyes that seemed to be smiling, she suddenly came back to her senses and coughed softly.
"Yes, rape!" She swaggered over and stood beside the bed. She raised her chin and looked down at him. "Why? Do you have a problem with that? Or do you want to resist? Let me tell you, don't even think about resisting! Even if you scream until your throat breaks, no one from the Shen Family will come to save you! "
Tsk, tsk, tsk.
Look at the words of this tyrannical hooligan. His words were so vivid and lifelike. He was just like a real bully.
"Opinions? I didn't, but … "Second Master, who was forced to the bedside by the girl, didn't show the slightest trace of fear on his face. Instead, there was a light smile on his face, and he looked calm and relaxed.
"But what?" Shen Wanqing was a little curious.
"However …"
He seemed to be keeping her in suspense, speaking at a steady pace. Shen Wanqing wasn't curious at first, but now that Jing Yanxiu was playing with her, she was really curious.
She was about to ask, but she didn't expect the youth to grab her wrist in the next second, and she was pulled into his embrace without warning.
Her whole body fell on Jing Yanxiu's chest, and she was a little dazed.
His cool fingertips casually lifted her chin, and there was a faint smile in Second Master's dark eyes.
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