The night was silent.
The moonlight shattered the ground.
Yanliang bandaged him. Sitting on the window sill together, she concentrated on looking at the wound on his hand, while he looked coldly at the mess on the opposite side.
The glass shards scattered on the ground were reflecting the moonlight projected from the window, and Jiang Nan's eyes were full of brilliance. But this is still not enough to bury the deep-rooted darkness in this man's eyes.
The heating was turned on in the room, so it was not so cold at all. The man and woman did not look at each other, let alone peep into each other's mind, and could only quietly play the role they should play——
Soft-hearted her, cold-hearted him.
No one spoke, and the silence was eerie.
What broke all this was the sudden ringtone of the mobile phone.
It's Jiang Nan's cell phone.
The bell rang suddenly, and the cold nerves that were fully devoted to the role suddenly tightened, and the strength in his hand subconsciously increased. The deep pain spread from the wound, but he just looked up at her very calmly, without frowning.
Jiang Nan took out the mobile phone from his pocket and answered it with lowered eyes.
Because it was quiet enough, even Yanliang could hear Jiang Shijun's familiar voice from the receiver: "It seems that you are still alive... not bad."
Jiang Shijun spoke teasingly, but Jiang Nan didn't smile at all, and just looked up at her. Yanliang was still wrapped in gauze, without raising his head, as if there was nothing more important than treating his wound. Jiang Shijun, who was far away from her, revealed her deepest thoughts through the radio waves: "With her personality, she might really hide a knife under her pillow and kill you on the wedding night. Be careful. "
It was Jiang Nan who answered Jiang Shijun with a plausible smile.
The laughter was a little muffled and sounded a little permeating. Jiang Shijun seemed to be forced to speak seriously, "My secretary mentioned to me a few days ago that I saw you in the hospital. I forgot to ask what happened before." After a pause, his tone suddenly became serious Get up, "Are you really hurt by her?"
Yan Liang's fingers stiffened, but he quickly returned to normal, watching his nose, nose and heart, turning a deaf ear to everything.
She missed the rapidly fading light in the eyes of the man beside her.
She never heard his answer.
After finishing the dressing, Yan Liang got up to deal with the glass shards on the ground, but before he left his wrist, someone grabbed him.
Looking back, Jiang Nan raised his head and looked at her with burning eyes.
He didn't know when he had hung up the phone.
His eyes were full of struggle.
The surroundings fell into a dead silence again, Yanliang couldn't read his gaze. Should she, as a wife, show concern for her husband's health? It's better to act like you hesitate to speak, want to care but can't
What Jiang Nan then heard was the woman asking in an uncertain tone: "What are you going to the hospital for?"
After thinking about it for a while, she pretended to ask casually, but the man's eyes suddenly flashed a panic that Yan Liang had never seen before. Even though the panic disappeared in an instant, it still made Yan Liang stunned in place. Even if she had revealed his true colors in front of him, she had never seen this man so panic-stricken.
Yanliang was seized by the full of astonishment, she relaxed her guard for a while, until he suddenly reached out and grabbed her wrist tightly.
Then I heard Jiang Nan's cold voice: "Don't learn my way of buying people's hearts, you can't learn it."
She cared about his physical condition, but angered him instead? Yanliang didn't have time to think about this question, he had already stood up abruptly, and pushed her whole body against the wall, while he pressed her tightly against her, raised her chin, looked at her eyes for a moment, and smiled to himself: "In your eyes, I can only see hatred."
It doesn't taste good to be exposed on the spot, Yanliang immediately waved his hand away and pushed him away. Jiang Nan was pushed away by more than half a foot, but he just lowered his head and smiled slightly, then raised his eyes to see her who was now out of breath, his eyes became ruthless for some reason, and before Yan Liang could react in time, he slammed in front of him with both hands Holding her face in his arms, he kissed her hard.
While his lips and teeth continued to attack the city, Yanliang heard his vague voice: "It seems that we still have something to do..."
Yanliang bit her lips reflexively, and raised her hand to push him, but this time she couldn't shake the arms that bound her tightly like a siege. When her woolen skirt was taken off her shoulders, his hands fell from the When the slashed zipper fatally penetrated, Yanliang almost screamed: "Let go of me!!!"
During the scuffle, the gauze in his palm had already been soaked with blood, but this was still not enough to prevent Jiang Nan from firmly embed her in a corner of the wall, folded the woman's wrists behind her back with one hand, and buried his head in kissing her collarbone No matter how much she struggled, she would not be moved at all. Even though the heating was getting more and more powerful, her bare back was rubbed against the wall, and there was still a chill. But his lips became more and more hot, rubbing against her chest, his hands had already passed her abdomen, and went down deep into the forbidden place.
In an instant, the resisting Yanliang who had been fighting for death miraculously lost his voice without leaving a trace. It was like a hunter who was enjoying the pointless struggle of his prey, but because he couldn't receive a response, he immediately stopped his fierce attack.
This time, it was she who raised her index finger and lifted his chin, maybe it was her condescending attitude, which made Yan Liang's eyes somewhat contemptuous: "It's not impossible to touch me, it depends on what price you can afford."
Jiang Nan finally frowned.
He let go of her control, straightened his body and looked at her carefully, suppressing the unpleasant feeling in his heart, and jokingly said: "Miss Qianjin of the Xu family started to abuse herself like this?"
"Back then, even a big man like you could sell yourself to me in exchange for my trust. At least I was kinder than you, and the price was clearly marked, so no one can deceive you."
It was the man who answered her with a sneer. Yanliang remained unmoved, and continued on his own: "Before Jiang Shijun took over Xu, Yayan's new project was originally scheduled to start this year. Now Jiang Shijun has completely frozen the project funds." , I want you to sign to resume."
He lowered his eyes briefly, as if he was thinking, and when he looked up at her again, he had already recovered the dark eyes that made people unable to see into his heart: "If I remember correctly, the advance funds alone need 8 figures."
"..."
"Do you think you are worth the price now?"
The way he raised his eyebrows seemed to express his disdain for her arrogance, but Yan Liang always felt that he could smell a trace of... fear in his almost perfect gaze that was concealed.
What is he afraid of? Yan Liang didn't know, just like she didn't know why he panicked when she mentioned the hospital. All she can do is to fight...
Yanliang gritted her teeth, and looked directly at the man who held the power of life and death without dodging or avoiding: "What are you afraid of? Are you afraid that I will rely on 'Ya Yan' to turn the tables on you? In my impression, my husband can Not this kind of coward."
a second of rest...
two seconds...
three seconds...
Jiang Nan, who was silent, suddenly turned over her shoulders, and pressed her whole body against the wall. At the same time, Yan Liang felt his cold hands along her inner thighs all the way up to the bottom of her skirt, and then pulled Put down the last barrier.
Yanliang was slightly lifted by his waist, and the unexpected coolness hit her, making people panic instantly, Yanliang hurriedly grabbed his hand on her waist: "You haven't..."
He was close behind her, and when she turned her head, Jiang Nan kissed wantonly, and his deep voice overflowed in the wet entanglement: "deal."
At the same time, he pulled down the pants chain, leading desire to break into her dry body.
The pain hit instantly, Yan Liang couldn't stop moaning, his legs trembled and almost slipped, being supported by Jiang Nan, just barely standing still, he started to move out of order.
Unbuttoning the back button of her corset, her hands went around her chest from behind, kneading her indiscriminately.
The impact that hit like a storm made Yan Liang tremble and couldn't focus. In the brutal rhythm, Yan Liang's hands were supported on the wall under his guidance, and his toes were on the ground, struggling to maintain balance. The man withdrew his ravishing hands on her chest, and put both hands on the tightly gripped waist, guiding her to meet the strong and powerful impacts one after another.
Jiang Nan bent her knees to open her legs, held her hips, lowered her waist, and fiddled with her wantonly, forcing her to accommodate her more deeply. Yanliang had to place her toes higher, her buttocks were also forced up, and her soft core was crushed. Grinding, holding her head down all the time, feeling the passion imposed on her.
During this continuous retreat, due to the instinct of self-preservation, Yanliang finally felt his body gradually moisturised, but his heart was still terribly calm, as if his soul had left his body, hanging in the air and watching coldly.
This man seemed dissatisfied with her being out of the world, and with a sudden thrust, he merged into the deepest part of her, and at the same time, ruthlessly crushed the soul of that cold-eyed bystander.
Yan Liang's whole body was numb all of a sudden, his nerves were like a spasm, he grabbed his wrist with his backhand, shaking his head weakly, he didn't know what he was begging for.
Jiang Nan stopped in the helplessly constricted depths, bursts of warmth leaked out, flowing down the inside of the woman's trembling legs, and wet his trousers.
Moaning bursts, suppressed in the woman's throat, as if tempting him to take possession faster and deeper.
Jiang Nan picked up the wetness, and held it up to her eyes: "Since we have already fought it out, why not let it go and enjoy it."
Yanliang didn't speak, just buried her head lower, let the hatred and shame force her lips to turn pale. Another wave of fierce throbbing came one after another, Yanliang was finally defeated, and the thumping sounded intermittently. Tormenting the already hot eardrums of the man behind him.
Desire danced dangerously in the tight shackles, desperately in need of a vivid catharsis, Jiang Nan's bloodshot eyes swept across the back of her neck one by one, beautifully shaped butterfly bones, slender waist, continued to go down, and then It was the buttocks that had gradually plumped up, the skin was so fair that it was almost translucent, and the waist and the center of the buttocks were faintly reddened by his tyrannical rubbing.
He closed his eyes, feeling the waves of her tightness at his nerve endings, and when he opened his eyes again, the original turmoil in his heart had already been scattered into pieces of desolation.
As soon as he let go, Yan Liang's legs without support fell limp and fell to his knees on the ground. The tentacles were a piece of cold marble floor, shivering. Jiang Nan looked down at her, without any intention of stepping forward to help her.
At this moment, the woman had a corset hanging on her chest, a dress that was half-clad on her body, and her legs were sticky. Standing in front of her, Jiang Nan untied the bandages she had carefully wrapped around him.
The wounds are small, but each one is enough to hurt the heart.
His expression was just numb.
After removing the last layer of bandages, Jiang Nan threw them on the ground casually. Her concern, no matter it is false or genuine, is now abandoned by him like a shoestring together with this bandage.
Jiang Nan knelt down in front of her and raised her face.
The resistance in her eyes is the cruelest sober agent in the world. He squeezed her chin fiercely, and his voice was unprecedentedly cold: "I'd rather you hate me."
"..."
"Yes... just like this," he looked deeply into her eyes, seeing the hatred there gradually surged and piled up, and finally drowned everything like a tide, "hate me..."
The last bit of affection she had for him was finally destroyed by his own hands...
He finally did it...
This has been planned for a long time, and this desire is hard to fill-is it comfort? Is it bitter? Jiang Nan smiled slightly—