C17 It Was a Long Night

Qiao Weiyi had even given birth to a child before, so she was naturally not a little girl who did not know anything. Once she heard Zhung Shiyan's words, there was nothing she did not understand!

The fragrance that Zhung Shiyan had let Qiao Weiyi suck in earlier was indeed not something good!

Zhou Zhicheng.

Qiao Weiyi must definitely kill that brainless idiot in the future. How could Zhou Zhicheng give this kind of thing to Zhung Shiyan!

Qiao Weiyi wiped the tears that she had forced out because of suffocation. She gritted her teeth and looked at Zhung Shiyan. "Zhung Shiyan, how did you become like this? Do you know what you are doing now? I don't want to. This is rape. This is against the law! "

" The marriage certificate is in the drawer. Do you want me to find it for you to see? "

Zhung Shiyan kissed Qiao Weiyi's slightly red eyes. He felt that she was really beautiful at this moment.

Qiao Weiyi looked at the man who did something different because he was drunk. She tightly grabbed the bed sheet under her and her breathing became frantic!

"Zhung Shiyan, rape in marriage is also against the law!"

"When you get off my bed, you can sue me. "

Zhung Shiyan looked at Qiao Weiyi gently. He did not look like he was drunk at all. He patiently waited for the medicine to take effect on Qiao Weiyi.

Qiao Weiyi had just inhaled so much fragrance. It would take less than five minutes for it to take effect.

Zhung Shiyan waited for Qiao Weiyi to become more beautiful and charming under the effects of the medicinal effect.

Qiao Weiyi felt as if her heart was about to jump out of her throat. She had been avoiding Zhung Shiyan for five years. How could she be willing to have sex with him now?

"Look at my face carefully, Zhung Shiyan. I am not Ji Nansheng!"

"It is you. "

Zhung Shiyan's fingers caressed Qiao Weiyi's face. His eyes were misty and his voice was somewhat ambiguous and sexy. His low and hoarse voice whispered in her ear, "Sheng, I know it is you. Even if you turn into ashes, I can still recognize you. "

Qiao Weiyi stared into Zhung Shiyan's eyes. His eyes were filled with that kind of deep affection and that kind of crazy persistence that made Qiao Weiyi scared.

Qiao Weiyi's shoulders trembled silently and she shook her head, "Zhung Shiyan, you are a madman. "

Zhung Shiyan looked at Qiao Weiyi with a loving look, but he still had a smile on his lips.

It was as if Qiao Weiyi had said the worst words in the world to hurt Zhung Shiyan's heart. To him, it was also the most beautiful love words.

When Qiao Weiyi was infected by the medicinal effects and gradually lost consciousness, Zhung Shiyan lowered his head and deeply kissed the lips that he had missed for a long time.

Zhung Shiyan's slightly cold tongue carried a unique fragrance that gradually dyed every inch of Qiao Weiyi's skin.

The drunk Zhung Shiyan's eyes were misty. He could not see the face of the woman under him but he could feel the familiar feeling from Qiao Weiyi. His heart told him that this person was Ji Nansheng, the person he had loved for many years.

Even if Qiao Weiyi did not admit it, what did it matter?

It was not the first time he knew that Qiao Weiyi was forcing herself and she did not like him.

Zhung Shiyan's thin lips moved on her soft skin. Her breathing, her heartbeat, her temperature, everything about her made him yearn for her. It made him feel that his heart, which had been lonely and cold for a few years, suddenly warmed up.

Zhung Shiyan had a condom in his drawer, but he did not choose to use that. He only wanted to truly feel Qiao Weiyi. He wanted to have her, use every inch of his skin to touch her, make her cry in his possession, tremble for him, and sink into oblivion for him.

"No. "

In the hazy night, the atmosphere in the large room gradually became chaotic, and the air was also dyed with an ambiguous atmosphere.

No one knew whose breathing had become fragmented in the night.

The night was still very long.

One o'clock in the morning.

The bed was a mess, and the air was filled with a faint musky smell.

Qiao Weiyi's trembling hands had finished pressing the last button of her shirt. She felt as if she had been separated and reassembled from the inside to the outside. Her body was sore and tired.