Zhan Yan was a little dizzy at first, he staggered a few times, and fell directly on the table, his arm swept over the tableware, and it shattered on the floor.

A fragment of the wine bottle cut Zhan Yan's arm, and blood flowed down his arm. The tingling pain made him recover a little bit of reason. Looking at Yi Smile, his face was pale and his lips were angry Trembling, a touch of regret immediately appeared in my heart.

But as soon as Li Yuhan was mentioned, he thought of Li Fuzhan. The scene of their embrace in Kuangshi and the harmony and ambiguity in the coffee shop made him feel a little bit of regret, which quickly disappeared.

Seeing that Zhan Yan was injured again because of herself, Yi Xiao took a step forward, wanting to see if his injury was serious, but before reaching out her hand, Yi Xiao grabbed his wrist and threw it directly on the table superior.

Zhan Yan swept away the remaining fragments on the table with one hand, subconsciously fearing that something might pierce Iraq's smile.

"Zhan Yan...let me go...what are you going to do?" With her back pressed against the cold glass table, her body was pressed hard by Zhan Yan, and Yi Xiao could not help but tremble.

"What are you doing? You'll know right away..." With a tug, Zhan Yan tore off all the buttons on her shirt, revealing her fair and tender skin, and the softness on her chest that rose and fell with her heavy breathing, making him drunk by alcohol. Catalyzed desire gushes out.

He held Yi Xiao's wrist and pinned it directly above his head, took off his pants indiscriminately, and didn't take off her skirt. His strong legs separated her legs directly, and he stretched out his hand to lift her up The hem of her skirt directly wanted to tear off her panties.

The front has been opened wide, revealing her snow-white chest. Although Yi Xiao wriggled and struggled desperately, but the man on her body was much stronger than her, so she could only grit her teeth and let his lips go all the way down, gnawing on the sexy The clavicle, followed by the two chest...

Yi Xiao's body trembled uncontrollably following the stimulation from his chest, Zhan Yan raised his head, his lustful eyes reflected the little woman's blush cheeks.

However, biting her own lip fiercely, she turned her face away from looking at him.

The imprisoned palms grabbed the cold table indiscriminately, and the clean nails rubbed together to make a sound of '呵呵——', and then clenched their fists tightly again.

Zhan Yan opened Yi Xiao's clenched fist, and saw five deep crescents in the delicate palm, which were imprints embedded by nails.

Seeing Yi Xiao like this, the jealousy in Zhan Yan's heart deepened, and the words he said were even more mocking.

"Let me see...have you ever been touched by Li Fuzhan...Yi Xiao, you can sleep with other men, so naturally you won't reject my real husband...I'm much stronger than him, and I can definitely feed you."

Although Zhan Yan's words were angry words, they were filled with coldness and strong jealousy.

The man's eyes were covered with a layer of frost. In addition to expressing deep lust, the clear red bloodshot seemed to indicate his anger. Yi Xiao's waist was very painful from being held by his hand, and she was about to choke. tears.

If Zhan Yan was sober, he could still maintain his rationality and not hurt her, but now, he is like a raging lion, and his actions are all impulsive, which makes Yi Xiao instantly scared.

Especially since his fingertips had already reached her deep place along her thighs, she couldn't help curling up, and explained tremblingly: "Zhan Yan...I didn't, I didn't do anything...don't you Do this to me...please, don't do this..."

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