Just as they finished speaking, a car suddenly stopped in front of them. It was a red convertible sports car, showing off its wealth. The person in the car had a particularly sinister smile and looked like he wanted to be beaten: "Uncle, get in the car. It's rare for me to come to Jingcheng on a business trip." Once in a while, we both have to go have a drink."
Qin Jingzhi and Yan Qingsi were stunned for a moment, this guy was back again.
Qin Jingzhi was the first to come to his senses and said: "It's so late. It's quite tiring after a day of filming. I..."
Before Qin Jingzhi finished speaking, Yue Tingfeng said: "You are indeed old, and you have lost your energy so early."
Having said this, what else could Qin Jingzhi say
Qin Jingzhi felt helpless and said: "Well, since you are so sincere in inviting me, it seems pointless if I refuse again. Can Qingsi come with you?"
Yue Tingfeng gave Yan Qingsi a cold look: "What are you looking at? I have no intention of inviting you."
Yan Qingsi, can I... whip you
Qin Jingzhi got into the car, but before he fastened his seat belt, Yue Tingfeng stepped on the accelerator and ran away.
Yan Qingsi was so angry that her stomach ached: "You think I don't care about your invitation."
Xiao Xu didn't dare to speak and quickly drove their little broken car over.
Yan Qingsi returned to the hotel, took a shower, didn't even apply a facial mask, didn't even read the WeChat messages sent by Jin Xuechu, and fell asleep. When she fell asleep, she still thought about Yue Tingfeng getting Qin Jingzhi out so late. Just drinking
Impossible, that guy is full of bad intentions, it will definitely not be that simple.
It's just that it's not simple, and it has nothing to do with her. She has nothing to do with the death of their uncle and nephew.
Turn over and go to sleep.
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It's midnight, three o'clock in the morning, and the night is getting dark.
Yan Qingsi was sleeping just fine, and suddenly she felt short of breath. She felt like a mountain was pressing down on her body, as if a ghost was pressing down on the bed. She tried hard to push it away but couldn't. She wanted to shout but couldn't. She seemed to have lost her voice. The oxygen was getting less and less, and Yan Qingsi woke up completely.
When she woke up, she realized that there was someone pressing on her body. It was so dark that she couldn't tell who it was. She was startled, and she quickly pushed her away and raised her foot to kick.
But that man was holding her, pressing her tightly, blocking her lips, prying her lips and tongue apart, trying his best to get in, and domineering like attacking a city, hooking her tongue, leaving her with nowhere to hide, his The kiss was hot and overbearing, filled with the smell of alcohol.
Yan Qingsi suddenly knew who it was, and stretched out her hand to pinch his waist hard.
The person pressing her groaned and did not move. He pressed Yan Qingsi and kissed her harder, and even put his hand directly into her pajamas.
The alcohol made his body temperature higher, and Yan Qingsi felt that wherever the hand brushed, it felt as if it had been roasted by fire, feeling hot and numb.
Yan Qingsi couldn't breathe smoothly and struggled hard under him. But the more she struggled, the harder he kissed her and the heavier her breathing became. She could clearly feel the physiological changes in his body.
Yan Qingsi was really out of breath and wanted to bite him, but he held her chin and Yan Qingsi slapped him randomly.
The person on her finally let go of her mouth, and Yan Qingsi took two sharp breaths: "Yue Tingfeng, do you want to suffocate me to death?"
"Shut up." In the dark night, Yan Qingsi could feel the burning anger in him.
"You're drunk, get out of here. Who asked you to climb into my bed in the middle of the night?" Yan Qingsi gritted her teeth angrily.
"I'll just crawl. Who asked him to kiss you..."
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Yan Tuhao: This skill of climbing into bed late at night needs more practice. Uncle, you can’t climb it, huh...