True Love Lasts

"Ha ha..." Feng Nan Xi laughs at himself. He feels cold in his heart. He grabs her chin finger tightly, and the air conditioning is pressing. "As long as I help you, you can do anything, right?"

Sang Qingxia was stunned and nodded subconsciously.

"Well, since you have to belittle yourself, then I'll help you! " He opened his mouth coldly, his strength suddenly tightened, and let sang Qingxia breathe out his voice.

Next second. He leaned over to kiss her red lips, and when she opened her mouth, the tip of his tongue came into her mouth and sucked her sweetness. Take every breath of her, hold the back of her head and force her to cater.

There is no gentleness at all, lip to tooth contact, pure plunder and violence.

"Well..." Sang Qingxia murmurs bitterly, but Feng Nanjie doesn't let her go. She increases her strength and pushes her down on the bed curtain, then covers it

He was so powerful that she couldn't move. Sang Qingxia reflexively pushed his chest, but he clamped his wrist, raised it above his head and locked it on the bed.

His other hand slid into her waist, along her graceful curve, easily lifted her bra, wantonly pinched her soft into various shapes.

There is no trace of gentle lingering, like a primitive beast, eating its prey.

Feng Nan Xi is kissing her painfully. While she is suffering, her heart is dripping blood. It's a kind of mutual torture, but he can't stop and doesn't know when it will last.

He just added the humiliation she had given him to her in another way.

"Cough..." Finally, he left her lips, and the air returned to Sang Qingxia's lungs, making her cough uncomfortable.

And Fengnan's kisses also went all the way down, deliberately hurting her, leaving shocking kisses on her white skin, like angry beasts tearing her body.

Sang Qingxia's fist has been clenched tightly, enduring his brutal plunder. She doesn't know why things develop like this. Only to endure.

There was only one thought left in her mind: as long as she survived, he could help her revenge for the holly!

As soon as he was cool, the last obstacle was rudely pulled down by him. She was already out of shape and covered with blue and purple, but he was still dressed neatly, only the skirt of his shirt was soaked with salty sweat.

"Sang Qingxia..." He murmured her name painfully, zipped down his trousers, squeezed open her legs, and was ready to go.

Why do you want to push him like this?

"Cough..." Just as he was about to enter with a crown on his waist. Sang Qingxia finally sobbed and cried.

Feng Nan's action can't help a meal, just stabbed into a head then backed out.

He took a deep breath and tried to calm the abuse in his heart. His slender fingers ran across her soft cheek and stained with her tears: "since I don't want to, why force myself?"

The next second, he rolled over and down from the bed, his face turned black to the extreme, pulled up his own zipper, opened the door and stopped at the door.

She hated his touch. It's worse than letting him die.

"Sang Qingxia!" Looking at the person who is still choking on the bed, Feng Nanxi finally can't help roaring out, "where did I provoke you?"

Where on earth did he provoke her? Why does all her hatred, to use this way, so lingchi with him?

"Ping" to a, he slammed the door out, leaving a room of chaos and ambiguity.

Sang Qingxia choked, and it took a long time to get quiet. Lying in a daze in the empty room. The cold air from the air conditioner made her shiver, but she didn't have the strength to pull the quilt to cover herself.

All that remained in her mind was Feng Nanjie's last sentence, "where on earth have I provoked you?" The more you think about it, the harder you feel.

Dongkui's death has nothing to do with Fengnan. She knows it!

But she was in a bad mood, but still vent to him, in such a way to him, let him than his sad 100 times. She didn't want it to be like this, but

"Ding Ling Ling" clear mobile phone ring in the empty room, let sang Qingxia suddenly come back. Quickly climbed over to pick up the phone, see the screen is Mrs. Mel's number, the heart can not help a burst of disappointment.

She didn't even find out for a moment. What she expected in her heart was someone's number.

"Qingxia, where are you?" As soon as the phone rang, Mrs. Mel's anxious voice came over. "It's two o'clock in the morning. Where have you been? Do you want it back? "

"I..." Sang Qingxia stopped his sight on the wall clock in the room and saw that the pointer pointed to two points, which reflected that it was very late now.

And she's been up all night.

"Where are you? Shall I pick you up in my car? " Sang Qingxia didn't speak. Mrs. Mel spoke eagerly for fear that something might happen to her.

"No, No. I It's with friends. " Sang Qingxia quickly refused, made up several reasons to fool Mrs. Mel, hung up the phone with a guilty heart - in fact, she didn't want to trouble Mrs. Mel any more!She knew that the person who had a relationship with her was not simple, and she did not know what kind of danger she would encounter in the future. How could she bring in the melves, how could she destroy her comfortable life?

She wants to give her peace.

Just, hang up the phone, sang Qingxia just remembered - it's two o'clock, where can Feng Nanxi go?

This is not state y, not his territory. He himself lives in a hotel here. Now he goes out alone. Where can he go?

She cheekily calls fengnanxi, but the voice of her mobile phone rings in the room. He doesn't have a mobile phone.

After frowning, sang Qingxia thought for a while, and decided to call Sydney and Chi Minghai first to ask if Feng Nanjie would go to them? Or where might he go?

Two people's phones are off the tone, sang Qingxia nervous for a while, the heart can not help but surge a touch of guilt - two o'clock in the morning. It's normal for people to turn off the power!

She put on her clothes and sighed. It seemed that she had to go out and look for it.

Just now, she is not good, deliberately so angry with him, should also Say sorry to him.

At two o'clock in the morning, the light, shadow and sound bar downstairs of the hotel is still very busy! Hotly dressed beauties whirl around with steel pipes in their arms, and the flickering lights transmit their figures into the wine glass, making the alcohol tinged with a layer of ambiguous color.

For people who are too used to nightlife, this is the golden time to hunt for beauty, and the popularity of bars is naturally the most prosperous.

As soon as she entered the bar, she naturally became the focus of many blonde women. After all, such a good-looking man can't be met every night.