Sir,Your Wife Escape Again

Yan Ziqing went to Malacca.

Xu Qizhen's move is really bad. Yan Ziqing can't easily fool her.

What's more, she is also a tutor of the Yan family. If she is dismissed, she has to say it face to face.

On his way, he sent someone to inquire about where Xu Qizhen had settled in Malacca.

Singapore, Malacca and Penang are full of traces of Yan's family. Yan Ziqing can easily find Xu Qizhen.

Sure enough, he had just arrived in Malacca. When he arrived at his hotel, the manager met him in person and told him the address and room number of Xu Qizhen's hotel.

Yan Ziqing straightened up a little, washed his face and ate something. Then he went to Xu Qizhen's room in no hurry.

The two hotels are not far away. When Yan Ziqing drove downstairs, it was already one o'clock in the morning.

His men went to the owner of the restaurant first.

When the boss heard that it was Mr. Yan, he was scared to death. He respectfully handed the key to Xu Qizhen's room to Yan Ziqing.

When Yan Ziqing went upstairs, he said to his men, "you stay in the hall. I'll go up by myself."

He's not here to fight.

Xu Qizhen is a young woman. How strong she is, she can't escape his hand.

As he approached, he saw the light coming out of the window.

So late at night, almost all the hotel passengers fell asleep, the whole corridor was silent, and the sound of the sea rushing towards the beach could be heard quietly.

Only Xu Qizhen's room is on.

Yan Ziqing hesitated.

He thought that although she was hateful, it didn't lead to disaster, and he slapped her.

All in all, she was also punished. There was no need to rush.

So he put the key in his pocket and knocked on the door.

When a single woman lives alone and is knocked on in the middle of the night, she is scared to death.

Yan Ziqing can imagine who she is afraid of.

If she refuses to open the door, he will use the key again.

Unexpectedly, the room did not come to question, but rather sounded the footsteps of procrastination.

When the door opened, Yan Ziqing first smelled a strong smell of wine, and then the smell of medicinal wine.

Xu Qizhen staggers against the wall and can't see who is outside. Her hair is messy and covers most of her face. She reached out and asked, "did you bring it?"

The tongue is a little out of control.

Yan Ziqing frowned: "how much did you drink?"

Xu Qizhen heard the voice and wanted to open her eyes a little wider to see the person clearly. She suddenly close, hot breathing almost stick to Yan Ziqing.

"Oh, Third Master Yan!" Her voice went up and down. "Are you here to deliver wine?"

Looking at the drunk cat, Yan Ziqing considered whether to press her into the bathtub and drown her in a wake-up drink, or to let her be dragged out by her subordinates to pour a bucket of cold water.

He pondered.

Xu Qizhen went forward again and touched his arms: "have you brought wine?"

She could not stand steadily. She talked to herself and almost fell down, so she caught Yan Ziqing's neck.

It was not until this moment that Yan Ziqing had an idea in his heart.

Xu Qizhen caught Yan Ziqing's neck and looked at his face.

She suddenly spat at Yan Ziqing: "son of a bitch, you dare to hit me! What's wrong with you? Isn't that a rascal? If you hit me, why don't you die? "

Yan Ziqing was almost smeared by her saliva.

In the middle of the night, the woman almost stuck to him. She is tall, wearing high-heeled shoes also did not take off, a little pad can get Yan Ziqing.

"Enough, wake up." Yan Ziqing's fire rose slowly from his heart.

Anger and lust mingled and rose together.

Xu Qizhen didn't help her. She tried her best to squeeze Yan Ziqing's face. Then she came up and bit Yan Ziqing's cheek.

Yan Ziqing had no choice but to pinch the back of her neck.

He was no longer polite. He picked up Xu Qizhen and threw her into the bathtub.

He took the shower himself, turned on the cold water and poured it on Xu Qizhen.

The water is cold. Xu Qizhen finally wakes up. She struggles to escape, but is pressed back by Yan Ziqing.

The water poured all over her face and drenched her. Her hair and clothes were all soaked, and her outline became clearer.

Yan Ziqing throat micro movement, did not expect her body so good.

There was a red mark on her cheek. The day passed and it didn't subside, but it didn't swell much.

The anger in his heart, so slowly dissipated.

After all, Ruan Yanfeng didn't die, and she learned a lesson.

Xu Qizhen was soaked in cold water and seemed to be sober.

She is no longer struggling, leaving the water to water her.

She leaned against the wall of the bathtub and remained silent.

Yan Zi cleared the water and asked her, "are you awake?"Xu Qizhen suddenly jumped up, raised her hand and slapped Yan Ziqing.

She didn't sober up after all. As soon as she jumped up, coupled with excessive exertion, she fell into Yan Ziqing's arms and threw Yan Ziqing to the ground.

Yan Ziqing has a pain in his skull, back and face.

The price of the previous slap is too high.

Yan Ziqing took a long time to bear the pain and wanted to help her up.

Xu Qizhen suddenly leaned over and kissed him.

The string in Yan Ziqing's mind suddenly broke. He heard the burning voice in his heart: "it's over."

At eleven o'clock the next day, Xu Qizhen woke up thirsty.

She sat up, feeling that the curtains were not enough to block the light, and the glare of the sun came out.

Headache after hangover.

She thumped her head and found that her face hurt a little too. She got the slap yesterday and it didn't seem to fade.

She wanted to get out of bed to pour water, but only when she moved did she find that she was in pain, and the pain was severe.

She took a few breaths.

The head is not only painful, but also heavy. It seems that I washed my head last night and went to sleep without drying it.

"When did I sleep?" She asked herself.

The bed beside him moved.

Xu Qizhen was startled and quickly turned to look at it.

She was confused.

Her head pricked like pain, pain she had hallucinations: "this is what a mess?"

She reached out to sweep away the illusion in front of her eyes, but the palm of her hand hit the man's body firmly, and the warmth of her skin even passed through the palm of her hand.

"Why do you hit people when you get up early in the morning?" Yan Ziqing didn't wake up, and his state was not right.

Xu Qizhen was frozen.

It's not right. Even if it's a dream, it's time to do it.