Love is Deep: Mr.Lu's New Lover

The sudden kiss stunned Lan Qing for a moment. She was even in a trance and thought Lu Boyan was kissing her.

But soon, Lan Qing remembered that when Lu Boyan kissed her, it would not be like this. It was so predatory that people couldn't resist.

When he noticed who the man was in front of him, Lan Qing trembled all over and beat a spirit fiercely.

It's Gleason!

Lan Qing almost instinctively stretched out his hand to push, but Gleason held her tightly and pressed her on the sofa with his body weight.

Lan Qing couldn't move. He snorted, "Gleason, you let go of me, you go away!"

However, Gleason didn't seem to hear her words and still carried out his plunder regardless.

"Ye Lanqing! I want you to be my woman!! "

"No!" Lan Qing had no choice but to use his feet.

But she had just lifted her feet, but Gleason held her down and approached him in a more intimate position.

Lan Qing's heart missed a beat and became more frightened. He struggled hard and twisted his body to escape.

But the more she struggled, the fiercer Gleason acted.

At the moment, Gleason came back with a stomach full of anger. He just felt that there was a sullen anger in his heart and he had to vent it.

Lan Qing became the best vent.

most important of all. Gleason himself has a strong desire to conquer Lanqing.

The more Lan Qing struggled, the more Gleason wanted to conquer her, turn it into his own woman and train her to obey.

Tear!

In the panic, Lan Qing only heard the sound of clothes tearing.

The black dress was torn in half, and the position of the shoulder and heart was exposed in the air.

"No!" Lan Qing exclaimed and hurriedly protected her heart.

Gleason fiercely broke her hand, clutched it, and began to attack the city.

Feeling Gleason's warm kiss falling on his heart, Lan Qing's heart seemed to jump out of his throat, anxious, ashamed and powerless.

Her hand was grabbed by Gleason and pressed above her head, completely losing her resistance.

Under grief, Lan Qing gave up struggling and sobbed.

Seeing Lan Qing didn't resist at all, Gleason stopped again and looked at Lan Qing's cold voice under him.

"Ye Lanqing! It's your pleasure for me to sleep with you! Put away your tears! "

Lan Qing calmed down and stared at Gleason with tearful eyes. "If it's an honor to be strong and held by you, I'd rather die!"

With that, Lan Qing pushed Gleason away with her sucking strength before Gleason reacted, quickly got up and rushed to the wall.

At this moment, Lan Qing was holding the heart of death and didn't want to face such a situation anymore!

Gleason reacted and had no time to catch up.

"You stop!" He gave a loud drink and smashed an ashtray on the tea table into Lan Qing's hind legs

It happened to hit Lan Qing's calf.

As soon as Lan Qing's feet hurt, he stumbled forward and threw himself on the ground as a dog gnawing at the mud,

The pain from her calf almost made her faint.

Looking back, Gleason had got up. Lan Qing endured the pain, shrunk back, sobbed and roared.

"Don't come!"

But Gleason turned a deaf ear, stood in front of Lan Qing and looked at her coldly for a long time. Then he squatted down and grabbed her feet.

Lan Qing just ran forward. When the ashtray hit her, it hit her calf, a little higher, close to the knee socket.

This place is the most fragile and painful.

Lan Qing saw him holding his feet, lifting his skirt and trouser legs without scruples, and subconsciously wanted to cover it up.

However, with one effort, Gleason tore her pants directly, and then lifted her feet to check her injury.

Just smashed it, and it was close to such a fragile place as the knee socket. It was bruised and swollen all at once.

As soon as Gleason touched Lan Qing, he felt pain and instinctively avoided.

"Don't touch me! Asshole! "

Lan Qing himself was already crying. When he hid, he hummed twice. It sounded like some kind of little animal asking for love.

Gleason, who was originally angry, suddenly calmed down. He took a deep look at Lan Qing's face and suddenly smiled.

Then, he forced Lan Qing into his arms, picked him up and put him on the bed.

Lan Qing thought he would continue the bad behavior just now, so he threw what he caught.

All the pillows on the bed were thrown away, but he still didn't drive Gleason away.

"You go away, go away, don't touch me!"

Seeing Lanqing struggling all the time, Gleason lost his patience, pushed Lanqing to the ground with a fierce force, turned her body over and lay on the bed.

The big hand pressed heavily on her waist and back, and her tall body came together. Jun's face was close to Lan Qing's ears and said in a low voice:

"If you dare to move again, I promise, you will do some rough exercise from the back."

“……”

After hearing this, Lan Qing dared not move for a moment.

She subconsciously clenched the sheet and felt Gleason step back. Then she looked back trembling.

Gleason sat next to her, staring at her legs.

Feeling the touch of his hand, Lan Qing instinctively hid, "it hurts, don't touch!"

Gleason turned to look at her. "Did my touch make you so uncomfortable?"

"It hurts! Very annoying! " Lan Qing gnashed his teeth and turned his head after roaring.

Of course!

If it's not uncomfortable, how could she be so impulsive that she wanted to die?

How could you be hit hard?

"Can you show me what a chaste martyr is? It's interesting. "

Gleason said slowly, gently stroking the cold knee socket with his finger belly, and his eyes gradually sank.

Seeing the bruises on Lan Qing's fair skinned legs, he couldn't bear to see a flash in the bottom of his heart.

The next moment, Gleason wondered, how could he have such an emotion?

Doesn't he always care about nothing?

On second thought, Gleason quickly pressed down the idea, not that he couldn't bear it, but that he disdained to abuse such a weak little animal.

Yes, that's it.

Thinking of this, Gleason got up, stared down at Lan Qing lying there, and said coldly, "stay here and don't move!"

With that, he turned and left.

Lan Qing thought he was leaving like this. She was secretly relieved. She turned her head and looked at her knee socket and congratulated herself.

Fortunately, it's the left foot.

It would be terrible if you had your right foot.

She glued the small tracker to her right foot. It was her right foot that had just been hit. Gleason would see it.

……

After confirming Gleason's departure, Lan Qing dawdled down from bed and was preparing to change a set of intact clothes.

However, the knee socket was too painful. As soon as she stopped, she felt pain and instinctively had to kneel down.

So I can only sit back in bed and look at my suitcase a few centimeters away with a headache.

Just as Lan Qing planned to jump in front of the suitcase with one foot.

The door of the suite was opened again.