Ye Yingning kept inhaling, hoping to relieve the tightness in her chest. Zhou Yang, this lunatic, seemed like he really wouldn't let her go today!

Whether they favor Tian Ge or Lin Xingyuan, the reason why they are merciful is because they have some affection for her.

But Zhou Yang is different, he hates her!

Fear caused Ye Yingning's body to tremble uncontrollably, and her breasts were squeezed hard against the cold mirror, but an unprecedented pleasure gradually grew deep in her heart.

That kind of physiological desire accompanied by humiliation, tension, excitement, fear, etc., made her unable to ignore his fingertips that were moving around and grinding on her body in such a situation.

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Strong fingers squeezed inward along the smooth and hot thighs, lifting the edge of the almost negligible seamless panties, and Zhou Yang directly pressed against her delicate flower with a scalding temperature.

"Tell me, if on the day of the birthday party, I let everyone know that the noble and beautiful eldest lady of the Ye family is actually a slut who had a lover's tryst on the eve of the wedding, what kind of expression would they have on their faces?"

Ye Yingning gasped and wanted to close her legs, gritted her teeth and said firmly: "It's up to you..."

Zhou Yang sneered, as if he had expected that she would say this, and said to himself again: "I know you are not afraid, you think that with Luan Chi supporting you, you are eager to find a chance to divorce me, once we break up like this

, which is actually a relief for you."

After saying that, he pondered for two seconds and became more convinced of this idea. When he lowered his head, he happened to meet her expression of trying to hold back. For a moment, Zhou Yang's desire became even stronger, and he simply slid his rough fingertips towards the two tightly closed lips.

A piece of tender petal was gently scratched back and forth on the trembling flesh | lips, intensifying the friction, even pressing in shallowly, and then gently withdrawing, teasing the small but already somewhat moist gap without stopping.

"Can't you see that he hasn't broken up with you after you've been together for so long?"

Zhou Yang suddenly thought of the last time Ye Yingning told him that she was still a virgin, and couldn't help frowning, feeling funny: He himself was weak-minded, so how could Luan Chi hold back and not eat the meat on his lips.

He leaned over, brushed her lips with his lips, and snorted: "You are not lying, are you?"

Ye Yingning's face was flushed and her breathing was rapid due to the torture of his treacherous fingertips. She held his arms tightly with both hands to prevent herself from falling.

"Zhou Yang, I, I hate you... hmm!"

Before her anger had a chance to last, her whole body went rigid, her eyes widened, and she groaned.

A finger straightened out quickly and forcefully inserted into the narrow passage that she was not fully prepared for. Zhou Yang twisted the corners of his mouth viciously, licked her cheek with the tip of his tongue, and said seductively in a low voice: "Hate me? What if I

If I pierce your membrane with my hands, wouldn't you hate me even more?"

Ye Yingning was immediately so frightened that she dared not speak out. She believed that there was nothing that this devil could not do!

Zhou Yang pressed against her and slowly moved in and out a few times. After she had almost adapted to the unfamiliar intrusion, he continued to use other fingers to gently twist it, while touching the soft flower bead to let it swell with blood.

Such skillful movements soon made Ye Yingning unable to bear it any longer. She whimpered and beat him, her body swaying and rising and falling. The pleasure was like a wave of waves, bringing an overwhelming feeling of death. Finally, she could no longer control it, and there was a moment.

A kind of dripping fluid flowed out freely and turbulently like a flood, dripping along the advancing and retreating fingers, and fell into a puddle on the ground.

She closed her eyes in despair, never wanting to look at the image in the mirror again.

Although she bloomed in his palm like a bud, her posture was enchanting and charming.

"Call it out."

Spreading Ye Yingning's legs and covering the mud with his palms, Zhou Yang ordered in a cold voice with a gloomy face. Taking advantage of her shrinking, he inserted two fingers.

"I'll spare you when I get there."

This time it was no longer as gentle as before, but penetrated fiercely, as if it was whipping her into deliberate deception.

Ye Yingning finally couldn't help but cry out. He stirred up huge waves in her body, causing embarrassing sounds of water. Her breathing even made the mirror cover with a layer of haze. She couldn't help it anymore.

Photo clearly.

A finger suddenly appeared at the corner of her lips, pried open her teeth, squeezed into her mouth, and kept playing with the tip of her tongue, seemingly at the same frequency as below.

"Let, let me go..."

Suddenly, a regular and violent contraction rose from the lower abdomen. Ye Yingning couldn't hold it back, her eyes suddenly turned white, and she fainted while trembling.

Zhou Yang had quick eyes and quick hands. He took out his naked fingers and hugged her before she landed.

Carefully, he stuck out the tip of his tongue and sucked all the shiny silver threads at the corners of her mouth clean, then took off his suit jacket and covered her body.

Lifting Ye Yingning up in his arms, Zhou Yang walked steadily out of the room.

Hearing the sound, the designer and his team came up to meet them, but they did not look away at the scene in front of them.

"Just change the details of Madam's dress as mentioned before. I don't need to modify it here. I can just iron it in advance and send it over on the day of the banquet."

After Zhou Yang finished speaking, he walked straight back to his bedroom with Ye Yingning in his arms, and ordered the servants to see off the guests.

Putting Ye Yingning on the bed and covering her with a quilt, Zhou Yang thought for a moment, then turned around and took out a business card from the bedside drawer.

That was the business card of a famous male doctor in Zhonghai City. He secretly inquired about it and learned that the doctor was very famous and was especially good at treating male dysfunction caused by psychological problems.

At first, he almost gave up any hope.

But now he clearly realizes that he still has an insatiable desire for Ye Yingning. Perhaps, after he recovers his health, the two of them will have a chance to do it again.

He admitted that Luan Chi was young, handsome, and had a good family background, but so what, he was the only legitimate husband of Ye Yingning, and he did not believe that he could never capture her heart!

After much hesitation, Zhou Yang picked up his cell phone and dialed the number on the business card.

*****

The ultimate joy was followed by deep exhaustion. Her fragile body had been tortured and bullied by three men for days. Ye Yingning had nightmare-like hallucinations. She knew she was dreaming, but she couldn't wake up.

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The scenes jumped from scene to scene, and she didn't know where she was. The scene in front of her was both strange and familiar, making it difficult to distinguish.

Eventually, a man's face gradually appeared in front of his eyes, blurry at first, and then became clearer little by little.

"Luan Chi!"

There was a fishy sweetness in her throat, and she blurted out this long-lost name.

At the same time, in a group army special brigade of the Lanzhou Military Region far away from Zhonghai City, a young man with an exceptionally fair complexion was sitting casually in the political commissar's office. He was wearing a special forces T-shirt with the words "Chinese Army Special Forces" printed on the back.

"I'll keep my story short and tell you what I have to say. I want to go back to Zhonghai and send me a military helicopter."

The political commissar looked troubled and was thinking about how to engage in Tai Chi with the prince. Unexpectedly, the other party had already seen through his mind, so he immediately smiled, and his delicate face suddenly became charming.

It turns out that beauty does not differentiate between men, women, old or young. Men can be so beautiful without being artificial or effeminate.

"If you don't agree to me, I will make trouble and do whatever I do. Do you really feel sorry for me when you think of me as my grandfather? I am the heart and soul of his old man. If he is unhappy, everyone will not live a good life."

He curled his lips as he spoke, and his beautiful eyes were full of cunning. They were obviously threatening words, but when they came out of his mouth, they came out so naturally and so perfectly!
Chapter completed!