Tan Bengbeng was so exhausted that he collapsed all over. When he returned to his room, he almost fell asleep as soon as he lay down on the bed.
The problem in my head, I only had time to think about half of it, and my consciousness became blurred...
In a daze, I heard the sound of a wheelchair sliding.
When she squinted a slit in front of her, she saw Qi Yan sitting beside her bed, staring at her sinisterly.
Her drowsiness disappeared immediately.
Sitting up from the bed, stretched out his hands nervously to pull the quilt, wrapped himself up, and stared at him vigilantly.
"When did you come in?"
Qi Yan: "Just now."
Tan Bengbeng: "The house has been cleaned up, it's late, I'm going to bed."
Qi Yan: "Well, I'll sleep with you."
Qi Yan answered every question.
Just this answer...
Tan Bengbeng's face changed instantly.
She wanted to call him a hooligan, but immediately thought that she had personally promised him that she would stay with him for a month, and she obeyed.
It's just that what she understands is obedient, and it doesn't include sleeping with him...
When Tan Bengbeng came back to his senses, Qi Yan had already reached out and took off his shirt, grabbed her hand, and put it on his belt.
Tan Bengbeng almost subconsciously withdrew his hand back and stepped back in panic.
Seeing her reaction, Qi Yan didn't have any expression fluctuations on his face.
It's just that the smile in his eyes became more and more obvious.
As if teasing his own pet, seeing her nervous and scared, even a little shy, instantly pleased him.
If Tan Bengbeng knew what he was thinking at the moment, he would definitely call him a pervert.
Unfortunately, she doesn't know.
Her mind is now blank.
He just stared blankly at the man's belt, as if staring at a poisonous snake that could bite.
The whole person shrank into the corner of the bed.
"I won't… "
"It's okay, I don't know how, let's learn together." Qi Yan replied calmly.
A pious attitude, not like a bastard who is ready to play hooligans, but like a believer who wants to explore the true meaning of life with her.
People want to scold him, but they can't.
With the support of the edge of the bed, he moved his hands from the wheelchair to the bed.
He reached out and grabbed Tan Bengbeng's quilt, and pulled her towards him.
Tan Bengbeng is confident that he can beat him. If he wants to fight hard, she can beat him up and throw him out.
But in this way, after a month, she has no way to leave the island...
After a moment of hesitation, the person was pulled to his side.
He grabbed her hand again and pressed it to his belt.
The usually evil and unscrupulous voice now carried a trace of undeniable strength.
"Untie it."
"..."
Tan Bengbeng wanted to retract his hand, but his hand was held by him and he couldn't retract it.
Seeing that she didn't move, his eyes darkened, and he stroked her face with his long fingers, "Don't be afraid, I'll be gentle this time, otherwise, I'll just lie still and let you come."
Tan Bengbeng: "..."
It's good that he doesn't speak, but when he speaks, Tan Bengbeng's last experience made Tan Bengbeng even more afraid.
Hands began to shake.
Qi Yan didn't rush, just waited slowly.
Admire her struggling expression.
Until he saw that she seemed to muster up his courage and tried lightly to pull his belt, a satisfied smile finally appeared on the corner of his mouth.
After she went through untold hardships to untie his belt, he turned around and threw her on the bed, easily tore the clothes on her body, and started a dishonest plunder...