Chapter 26 Drunk
Song Mianmian thought of the manor, fear flashed in his eyes, and he shook his head quickly.

Qin Chen, "Are you satisfied here?"

Song Mianmian didn't speak, but nodded absently.

Qin Chen raised his eyebrows, and his voice was tinged with danger, "I didn't even look straight in the eye, so it looks good?"

Song Mianmian, who was instinctively aware of the danger, quickly raised her head, her big watery eyes glanced at the villa symbolically, her clean, white and tender face showed a hint of tension, "I, I like this place."

"Good~" Qin Chen's expression softened immediately, and he got out of the car with Song Mianmian in his arms.

Song Mianmian resisted, "You let me down, I can walk by myself."

Qin Chen, "Huh? Don't forget that the second option you chose is to take the initiative to be intimate with me. Now that I am taking the initiative, how dare you have any objections?" His voice was teasing, and he held her fingertips restlessly Her delicate cock.

Song Mianmian was like a little rabbit in the mouth of a wild animal, she didn't dare to move and closed her eyes tightly, as if she was enduring something unbearable.

Qin Chen carried her all the way to the second floor, put her on the bed, then leaned over and kissed her on the forehead, "Good boy, I still have things to do, I'll come back to accompany you at night."

A fleeting light flashed across Song Mianmian's eyes.

Qin Chen squeezed Song Mianmian's face in dissatisfaction, took a deep look at her, turned and left.

Until the door slams shut.

Song Mianmian's tense nerves finally eased.

She lay down like a salted fish, looking at the ceiling hopelessly.

Perhaps it was because of the tense nerves before, Song Mianmian lay down, and her eyelids began to fight uncontrollably.

At around 6 o'clock in the evening, Song Mianmian was awakened and sat up abruptly from the bed.

The room was dark and dark.

Song Mianmian covered her chest with sweat profusely.

The fear of nightmares still remained in his eyes.

She pursed her lips palely.

Is that a dream?

That's simply the truth.
Three years ago, Qin Chen imprisoned her in a dark place for two months so that she could stay by his side and make her obedient.

Every day, the only light she can see is when he comes.

Song Mianmian curled up on the bed, panting heavily.

Every time she thinks of the collapse of those two months, she can't help but tremble all over.
Devil, he is a devil at all.

Song Mianmian closed her eyes with great effort, and tightly covered her chest.

it hurts
She bit her lip, immersed in the fear of being imprisoned three years ago, and her whole body was full of despair.
At this moment, there was a knock on the door of the room.

Song Mianmian trembled all over, raised her eyes in horror and looked towards the door, her white and clean face was full of snot and tears.

"Miss Song, it's time for dinner." The servant Xiaojie's voice came from outside the door.

Have a meal?

Song Mianmian ran to the window with her bare feet on the carpet, opened the curtains and looked downstairs.

The parking lot was still empty.

Qin Chen hasn't come back yet.

Song Mianmian wiped the tears off her face indiscriminately, replied "servant", and went into the bathroom to wash her face.

When eating, it is very quiet.

Because there is only her.

The servant Xiaojie was waiting by the side, ready to come forward to serve at any time.

Whenever Song Mianmian thought of Qin Chen, she felt flustered and nervous.

So I didn't eat much of a meal.

She looked up at the time, pursed her lips and asked Xiaojie, "Is Qin Chen coming back tonight?"

(End of this chapter)

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