C72 Is there a tomorrow

"Little girl, sometimes, I really wish I could strangle you to death." His face was buried in her shoulders like a sulking child's. "But, I can't bear to …"

Even though she had found a man to anger him, he still couldn't bear to part with her.

She wrapped her arms around his head and stroked his thick black hair. "Do you know who the girl is?"

"Little girl, you're Wen QianXun. Wen QianXun is the little girl." Like a tongue twister, he suddenly smiled at her mysteriously, as if he had seen through all the secrets.

Qian Xun's heart suddenly skipped a beat.

"Ji Junyang, be more gentle …"

He wanted to as well, but he couldn't control himself.

He wanted to punish her again, to make him wait so long, to force her to come to him obediently.

If he didn't force her to come, would she be lying in the arms of another man tonight?

"Pain!" Ji Junyang, you can do it, but you have to be gentle.

She was really in pain. It was so painful, so painful that her heart ached as well. It was so painful that she wanted to pull it out. Ji Junyang, this sort of entanglement, would there be a tomorrow?

However, his remaining sense of reason told him that even if she begged for mercy, he would not stop.

How could he stop?

At this moment, it was as if he had lost control of his body. Red light flickered in his eyes.

When the rain began to fall, he was lying on her back.

After a long while, he whispered hoarsely into her ear, "Wen QianXun, you won't be able to escape from my woman's fate."

Qian Xun moved his shoulders. "If you want to crush me to death, then just lie there."

He was so heavy that she couldn't breathe.

Ji Junyang flipped himself over and wanted to sit up, but he pulled her into his arms and held her in place. He then asked tiredly, "Where do you want to go?"

Where else could she go? She shouldn't have done this, but she was lying down again, wanting her for his words.

A woman's ears were truly soft.

He lowered his head and pecked her lips, "Be good and sleep with me."

"Are you not afraid that your fiancée will find out?" She suddenly asked this question.

"I'll explain to you about her later. I'm very tired, so I'll go to sleep first." He seemed genuinely tired and overbearing, his hands and feet locked tightly around her, afraid that she might run away.

Qian Xun laid in his embrace, quietly feeling the warmth and the heaviness of his chest. His powerful breathing was rising and falling, as well as the strong smell of alcohol.

She couldn't tell if Ji Junyang was awake tonight or not.

The combination of alcohol and drugs made him especially tired. Even his face had become a little hoarse. Perhaps, after waking up, he wouldn't remember anything.

She only dozed a little in his arms, and slept uneasily, or maybe it was because she was not feeling well in such a tight position.

"Ji Junyang …" she whispered to him.

What responded to her was his even breathing.

Qian Xun carefully turned around in his arms. He faced his face, but the man's cold and vicious aura was completely restrained. The corner of his mouth slightly curled up, making him look like a child who had eaten a sweet candy.

Her heart was soft. She slightly raised her head and carefully kissed his lips. She was like a dragonfly touching the water. She didn't dare to stay for even half a second.

He grunted and frowned slightly, as if he was displeased that someone was disturbing his beautiful dream. He turned over and loosened half of his arms and legs.

Qian Xun quietly got off the bed and picked up the clothes on the floor, as well as the cell phone that had fallen out of his pocket. There was a message from Hai Yu on his phone. "Girl, Ivy picked up a little beauty from the street. I'm so worried for you."

From the looks of it, Bu Chiding had found it. Her heart was also greatly relieved.

Just as she was about to put her clothes on, a sudden powerful force from behind pushed her back onto the bed.

"Trying to run?" His hair was slightly disheveled, like an enraged lion.

"It's time to go back." Anthea was still waiting for her present.

"Go back, go back where?"

"Ji Junyang, can you be more reasonable? If you want an antidote, I'll make it for you. What else do you want?" She did not want to be stuck in this room with Xiao Yannan early in the morning. This was where she worked. If someone told her to work, how would she work?

"Is it because I haven't satisfied you that you can't wait to get back to that man, eh?" The bedside lamp illuminated his bloodshot eyes. Ji Junyang knew that he was jealous of her, and it was also the type of jealousy that was rampant. He couldn't stand the intimate interaction between her and that man.

Qian Xun looked at Ji Yunshu with anger, "Ji Junyang, you are being unreasonable."

Yes, I'm unreasonable. You forced me to do that." Wen Qianlou, is it that difficult to obtain an acknowledgement from you? If you have a problem, why can't you tell me? If you don't have me in your heart, why did you come running over here so eagerly? "" He almost asked Lin Feng to send him to the hospital, but she actually knocked on his door. At that moment, his heart was filled with ecstasy and satisfaction, wondering if he could temporarily deceive himself.

Qian Xun sneered, "I came here because of you. You have power and you have money. You can do whatever you want. Other than that, what else can you do?"

"Yes, I'm threatening you. So what?" Ji Junyang ruthlessly said, "Don't think that I will let you off just because you found a man to impersonate your boyfriend. Girl, you said that you were going to beat me to death, so don't think that you can escape alive. "Let me tell you, if you dare to marry a man other than me, I will dare to snatch the bride at the wedding or cripple the so-called groom."

It was as if his tyranny was deeply rooted in his innate personality.

A man that was like a wolf or tiger, wishing that he could swallow her up.

Qian Xun was in so much pain that his tears suddenly started falling. It was a type of pain that couldn't be stopped no matter how hard he tried. His painful name was Ji Junyang, and it carved lines after lines on her heart.

"Ji Junyang, you …"

Ji Junyang smirked, "How about we have a child?"

This voice came suddenly.

Qian Xun was stunned. His body instantly turned cold.

Ji Junyang also noticed the stiffness in her body, "You're not willing?"

He stared at her.

"Don't even think about it." She glared at him. How could he forget so quickly? His wedding had just been announced. She already had an An'an that could not openly recognize her father, so how could she possibly accompany the happiness of a child to gamble on the future?

It was unknown where Qian Xun's strength had come from as he pushed him away.

Ji Junyang was caught off guard and fell off the bed in a sorry state.

This fall infuriated him by seventy meters. He crawled up and condescendingly said to her, "Wen QianXun, I really need you to give me a child. One child is too few, two children are too few. I don't mind having three."

"You madman."

"So, you have to go crazy with me." Ji Junyang said fiercely.

He didn't allow her to sleep, nor did he allow her to leave. "Ji Junyang, do you have an end …"

What he wanted was not only this body, but her love for his heart.

However, she was not a grateful woman.

Ji Junyang took out a cigarette from the box on the bedside table and lit it up. The smoke ring that he blew out gradually dispersed in the air, and the sparks flickered. In fact, he didn't have much of a habit. He would occasionally smoke one or two cigarettes. For example, when he was thinking about her.

He took a deep drag on her face and sprayed it on her closed eyes. He brushed his fingers through her hair that had fallen down her cheeks and watched her eyebrows furrow imperceptibly.

Other than tossing his head to the side, Qian Xun couldn't find any other words to refute. Without a doubt, what he said was the truth.

She was also afraid that her sharp words would lead to a new round of punishments for this man. Perhaps silence was the best answer. In fact, she was too tired to even speak.

The eyelids were heavy, and there was a great deal of chaos in his head. However, he kept on talking into her ear. "If you don't speak, I'll just take you as a tacit consent. Girl, why are you so stubborn …"

It was nothing more than an old story trying to pry open her mouth.

Qian Xun didn't know when he fell asleep; he was extremely tired. His voice seemed to float above the clouds, gradually fading into nothingness.

Ji Junyang looked at her sleeping face as he stubbed out his cigarette. He gently sighed. This woman, what should he do with her?

Are you worrying about something?

He reached out and turned off the light, leaving only the bedside lamp. The dim yellow light shone on her pure face, his gaze was infatuated, relaxed after indulging, but it did not mean that his heart was at peace.

However, it didn't matter. As long as he could find her, he would have a long time to live. Under such comfort, he slowly fell asleep with her in his arms.

When Qian Xun woke up, the sky was already white. He lifted a corner of the curtain and saw vast amounts of white snow covering the ground under the gray and bright sky.

Ji Junyang had already woken up from his stupor when she was wearing his clothes. He quietly got off the bed and hugged her from behind. His soft and gentle voice was right next to her ear, "What are you thinking about?"

He wanted desperately to become a worm and burrow into her stomach to see how many curved knots her intestines had made.

"Nothing, can I go home now?" Qian Xun stood there quietly, not turning around.

"You don't seem to have agreed." He nibbled at her earlobe.

"Promise what?"