Love you, never separate

Zhou Li takes out the camera from the drawer and puts it next to the pillow. With a jerk of his arm, he turns over the whole person. He presses He Qing under his body and reaches out for he Qing's clothes.

He Qing's hair had just been washed, but it was still wet, with a strong shampoo smell. Zhou Li lowered his head and sniffed on He Qing's hair, showing a kind of obsessed expression.

With two hands, he rudely pulled open the clothes in front of He Qing's chest, revealing a large chest in an instant. With one hand, he felt he Qing's chest and abdomen from the split Lapel in front of He Qing's chest, and with the other hand, he slowly explored down.

He Qing was pressed to death by Zhou Li. He struggled hard, but obviously his strength was not as strong as Zhou Li's. He struggled several times and didn't break away. Then he felt a chill on his chest.

Zhou Li's hand, with the chill of deep winter, glided across every inch of his chest. His body trembled, and he hummed in a low voice.

Then he went to his lower abdomen and rubbed something gently. Then he continued to go down, slipped to the bottom of his thigh, and continued to go in. He grabbed Zhou Li's hand that wanted to invade his forbidden area, "stop!"

"What? If you can give it to Wang Zhiyan, can't you give it to me? It's the same people. It's the same who fucks you? I promise, I can satisfy you more than he can Zhou Li's movements were incessant and he Qing's chest was licking.

"Get up and don't touch me!" He Qing stares straight and pushes Zhou Li away with both hands. He gets up and runs to the door. When he is a few minutes away from the door, his wrist is tied by the iron chain.

The two of them are at the bedside at the moment. He Qing pushes them. Zhou Li's center of gravity is unstable and falls to the floor.

He Qing saw Zhou Li fall on the floor. Judging from the sound of the impact, Zhou Li fell a lot. He Qing didn't have the heart. His hand stretched forward and suddenly drew back. Zhou Li deserved it. Just now, Zhou Li wanted to rape him!

He Qing looked at the handcuffs on her wrists and the iron chain that had been stretched straight. There was a trace of darkness on her face.

Zhou Li was lying on the floor in amazement, motionless. He didn't expect that he Qingzhen would push him out of bed. He suddenly burst out laughing, heartbreaking and red eyed.

"He Qing, do you really want me to let you go?" Zhou Li coughed with laughter for a while, then calmed down. After a moment's silence, he looked at He Qing and asked.

He Qing hesitated and nodded. He didn't know the meaning of Zhou Li's question. In his opinion, Zhou Li would not compromise so easily.

Sure enough, he Qing was right.

"Why don't you give me a shot and I'll let you go?" Zhou Li stared at He Qing with gloomy eyes and said word by word.

"..." he Qing's face was stiff. Although he had already guessed that Zhou Li would not compromise so easily, he never thought he would ask for it.

"What? unwilling? Isn't it a good deal? If you give me a shot, you'll be both happy and free, won't you? " Seeing the hesitation on He Qing's face, Zhou Li continued to say that his speech was full of fallacies, but he could not find fault.

He Qing naturally tightens his face and doesn't say a word. He just clenches his fist slightly.

"Or do you want to defend yourself for Wang Zhiyan?" Zhou Li's eyes were heavy looking at He Qing. It seemed that there was a storm at the bottom of his eyes. As long as he Qing nodded, he could swallow him up instantly.

He Qing's body moves, his lips gently open, and he wants to say something, but he is interrupted by Zhou Li.

"I don't care who you're guarding for. I'll fix you today. Either you'll stay here, or you'll pucker up and give me a shot, and then I'll let you go, and you'll give me a word." Zhou Li didn't have the courage to listen to He Qing's answer. He was afraid that he would hear the words he didn't want to hear. Suddenly, his heart was agitated and he suddenly said.

He Qing stood in the same place and thought for a while. He struggled a few times in his heart. His fist was tight and tight again. He closed his eyes for a long time and nodded slowly, "OK."

Zhou Li suddenly froze, he put forward this request was to let he Qing give up the idea of want to leave, who knows he Qing actually agreed.

For the sake of Wang Zhiyan, can he Qing do this? He Qing clenched her teeth, and the tyranny in her heart was almost out of her cage.

In Zhou Li Lengshen, he Qing has come to Zhou Li's side, bent down, gently picked up Zhou Li's body, and slowly put it on the bed.

Zhou Li looks at He Qing standing beside the bed, angry and expecting.

He Qing's anger is that he Qing takes the initiative to get close to him, not in his own mind, but to escape him. What he Qing expects is that he Qing has never taken the initiative to do with him before, and he always takes the initiative in bed.

He Qing quietly looked at Zhou Li at the bedside for a while, thinking about what he liked and where he liked to do it, but he didn't get much.

"Where do you... Like to do it?" He Qing hesitated and asked, his face flushed.

Zhou Li just recovered, he Qing heard this sentence, he took a deep look at He Qing, "I like everywhere, or else all over again?"

He Qing heard Zhou Li's reply and was stunned for a moment, then nodded his head as if he were dead.

When Zhou Li saw he Qing's reaction, he wanted to laugh. But on second thought, he Qing wanted to get rid of him, so he was so obedient now, and he couldn't laugh at all.

He Qing took the initiative to kiss Zhou Li's lips. His lips were cool and fell on Zhou Li's lips. There was no gorgeous technique, but Zhou Li's heart and lungs trembled a few times.

Zhou Li's body reacts before his brain. He almost immediately reaches out his hand and clasps the back of He Qing's head, slowly deepening the kiss.

In the early morning of cold winter, a kind of ambiguous temperature rises in the room with air conditioner on. Two shadows are intertwined on the bed, and the room is beautiful.

He Qing is lying on the bed in a big shape, staring at the ceiling, and the slightly sunken bed next to him indicates that someone has slept here.

He Qing doesn't know how long he's been sleeping. He only knows that he's been pressed by Zhou Li. He's crazy to ask for it from him. He doesn't know how many times he's passed out in the middle of the way. Every time he wakes up, he can see Zhou Li moving on him.

He didn't know how long he had been in the room. He didn't know what time it was. The thick curtains of the room were tightly drawn, and there was no light in it. Now the only light source was the small bedside lamp at the head of the bed.

He Qing reached out and touched the empty position beside him, but there was still some temperature left. Zhou Li should have gone for a while. He moved his wrist, and was shocked to find that the handcuffs were gone. Zhou Li really wanted to let him go?