C115 It Was Overwhelming

"Wait for me?"

"Yes, wait for you at your door. You've learned to be bad now. Close the windows tightly. I can only wait for you in the car."

"Yan Yilang." Qiao Xinyou looked at the man in front of her. "I'm quite afraid to see you now."

Yes, she was afraid. She was afraid that if she was not careful, she would lose her heart. If she was not careful, she would be doomed forever.

Damn Yan Yilang, I don't know how to scold you with thousands of words.

Your appearance is the biggest bug in my life.

"Alright, you are afraid to see me, so aren't you afraid to see Gao Yang? Do you only feel warmth in his arms, or is he the one who warmed your heart, CEO?" Yan Yilang asked again and again in anger.

Finally, he said all the questions that he had been holding back for a long time.

"Are you crazy?"

What did she mean by not afraid to see Gao Yang? Yang was her best friend, so how could she be afraid?

Qiao Xinyou felt that because Yan Yilang was in this office, even her breathing became irregular. She stood up and pushed Yan Yilang away in front of her, preparing to go outside to take a breather.

However, Yan Yilang held her tightly in his arms and did not let her go.

One of his arms hugged Qiao Xinyou's waist, and the other grabbed Qiao Xinyou's struggling wrist and tied it behind her waist. Then, his kiss covered the sky and covered the earth.

Qiao Xinyou turned her head and he kissed her neck, biting her neck with hatred.

"Yan Yilang, get out of my way."

Qiao Xinyou shouted. She suddenly realized that this man was like an awakened beast. He was emitting a dangerous aura.

His kiss on her neck twisted and turned, and the footsteps on the ground also changed. After that, Qiao Xinyou's back was pressed against the door.

Her entire body was firmly locked.

"Yan Yilang, are you crazy? What are you doing? Get lost!"

The more she told Yan Yilang to get lost, the angrier Yan Yilang became.

He tried so hard to get close to her. Even if she sent him to prison, he still tried to get close to her at all costs. Qiao Xinyou, how could you be so heartless as to tell me to get lost?

Qiao Xinyou was still struggling. She did not want to be forced to let Yan Yilang kiss her like this. If she was not clear about the love, she would be kissed by this man.

However, Yan Yilang had already used one of his hands to grab her wrists. It was as if he had nailed her to the top of her head. His other hand was stuck in Qiao Xinyou's lower jaw.

The breath in his mouth was hot, and his words were as fierce as a plea. "Qiao Xinyou, why are you so cruel? I suffered so much in prison during those five years. How can you still be so cruel? Could it be that your heart is made of stone? "

Or is it harder than stone?

"Yan Yilang." Qiao Xinyou wanted to say that you deserved it. That was because you were atoning for your father. However, she could not say it. Tears fell from the corner of her eyes.

Only God knew that the moment she sent him into prison, her pain was no less than Yan Yilang's.

In the end, she only spat out a few words with hatred, "Yan Yilang, I hate you."

Qiao Xinyou had just finished collecting when Yan Yilang had already grabbed her jaw and started to kiss her lips.

This woman's lips were very soft, very strange, but her heart was very hard.

Yan Yilang bit her lips as if he was going to punish her, and the smell of blood appeared in the air.

Qiao Xinyou knew that her lips had been bitten.

This mad man's reaction was indescribable.

Qiao Xinyou frowned in pain. Yan Yilang still did not show any signs of stopping, so she had to change her plan.

Didn't you just want to kiss? If you want to kiss, then kiss.

She stood there blankly and did not move. She let Yan Yilang kiss her lips and her face, leaving a string of kisses on her neck.

Yan Yilang stopped. He saw Qiao Xinyou's cold face and the tear stains on her cheeks that had not dried yet. Then he put down the hand that bound Qiao Xinyou's hands and raised his hand to wipe away Qiao Xinyou's tears.

Qiao Xinyou suddenly brushed his hand away. "Don't touch me."

Then, she pushed Yan Yilang away and quickly escaped from the office.

She hid in the small bathroom and cried.

She grabbed the toilet paper to wipe her tears and blew her nose. Then she kept cursing, "Damn Yan Yilang, stinky Yan Yilang, you treat me in a while, and you treat me badly in a while. What do you want?"

She had really had enough. She had enough of her heart. She held Yan Yilang's hand in her palm. When she was happy, she would gently hold him. When she was unhappy, she would hold him tightly, and he would hurt her to death.

Yan Yilang leaned back on the place Qiao Xinyou had leaned on just now. He held his forehead slowly. How did it become like this?

Qiao Xinyou observed her lips in the mirror in the bathroom. It was really bitten. It was a very obvious trace. Anyone could tell that she was bitten.

How could she go out?

She almost covered her mouth as she entered the office. She took her bag and rushed out of the office without looking at Yan Yilang.

She walked in a hurry along the way and went straight to the convenience store to buy a mask.

The cashier stared curiously at the woman who covered her mouth. "Miss, what's wrong?"

Qiao Xinyou pretended to cough a few times. After paying the money, she quickly put on the mask. "I have a cold. I am afraid that it will infect others."

The young cashier always felt that Qiao Xinyou was very familiar, but she did not remember her name for a long time. "Oh." She nodded.

Then she saw Qiao Xinyou leaving in a hurry.

The cashier opened her phone and scrolled through Weibo. She finally remembered who Qiao Xinyou was. She was just a popular model recently. Oh my, she forgot to ask for an autograph. The real person was really pretty.

Qiao Xinyou bought a mask and put it on as she walked on the road. For a moment, she was at a loss. Where was she going? She did not want to go to the company at all because she did not want to face Yan Yilang. Today's filming task would only start at night.

Alright, then let's go home. To be able to accompany Xinyan, Xinyan was very bored all day long by herself.

Yan Yilang leaned on the sofa and touched his lips. There seemed to still be the warmth of Qiao Xinyou's lips there.

Just now, Qiao Xinyou ran away as if she was running away from the wilderness again.

He opened the button on his sleeve and rolled it up, revealing a strong arm. There was a clear scar on the back of his arm.

That was from a prison that ate people. He touched his wound and then rearranged his sleeve to cover the scar.

He laughed self-deprecatingly and leisurely. I said that I suffered a lot, do you not believe me? Back then, my arm was almost crippled. At that time, where were you?

Have you found my wound in the past few months?

I've always wanted to ruthlessly bully you to relieve my pain.

However, no matter how ruthless I am, I still can't bear to part with it.

And you can always bear to part with me, and you can always bear to part with me.

You won.

After a while, he finally grabbed his suit and walked out of the office.