Chapter 1

In the dark cellar, a man's body was locked on the wall in a "big" shape.

His wrist had been frayed by chains, and blood ran down his thick arms.

He was a very tall man, with strong lines, neat lines, wide shoulders, and black trousers. His chest and abdomen were tough and bruised. He was wild and sexy, bloody and rough, but he did not damage the perfection of his male body.

The outline of her face was very strong, her eyebrows were black and bright, and her eyes were as bright as a falcon in the air, and they looked at her straight.

He's really good-looking.

The cellar walls are old and mottled, but because of the existence of this man, it looks like an intriguing oil painting.

He is the successor of the Qin family, Qin Jian.

It is said that the Qin family can be hostile to the state, but no matter how large the family property and the wealth of the Qin family, they can not cure the disease of Qin Jian.

When he is ill, he will lose his mind and disown him. He looks like a wild animal.

Today is the day of anyin's divorce, or is she going out of her home.

The divorce certificate has not yet covered the heat, her slag ex husband thought it was too cheap for her to go out of the house, so she was given the medicine, intending to play her hard and kick her out of the house.

She climbed the window to escape, just want to find a place to hide, survive the drug attack, only to see the locked Qin Jian.

In other words, she must be far away from her, and death will not be close to this man. But now such a strong and bound, irresistible male body, placed in front of her, is a fatal temptation to her.

Anyin's throat was dry, and she was about to burst into flames.

He is locked here. He must be ill. No matter what she does to him, he will not know.

Anyin bravely reaches out and touches the man's strong chest muscle. It's elastic and smooth. It feels good.

It's getting hotter.

All the way down, he stroked his beautiful eight abdominal muscles and stopped at the waist of his trousers.

Anyin licked her dry lips and tried not to pounce on the man. She took out a coin from her pocket.

"If it's a word, I'll let him off as a fart, and then I'll sleep in my own sleep; flowers will go to him and take him as an antidote. This guy should not be useful now. Don't worry about losing his virginity to this jerk... "

Anyin pops up the coin.

With a click, the man suddenly broke the chain.

An Yin looks up in astonishment.

Why is this?

The man reached over, grabbed the dropped coins, and looked at her coldly. His sharp and handsome face had no temperature at all, and his mouth was filled with a cold sense.

"When I fart?"

"What I see but not what I use?"

The man approached her, word by word, cold and domineering, with a strong anger.

Anyin is scared to death!

Escape -

anyin gets up and runs. What he hopes most is that he takes her as a fart.

As soon as the wrist was tight, she was pulled back and pressed against the wall.

The man spread out his hand, the coin flower up, the voice is cold.

"I'll give you the antidote, but it's not you who are on me, but I'm on you."

"Third young master, misunderstanding..."

"Hum!"

"Someone's coming." Anyin heard footsteps coming from the cellar.

The black eyes of wild men. There is only one thought in my mind. Even if the heavenly king and Laozi come, I have to deal with this woman today.

Lazy to talk to her, strong hands hook her waist and buttocks, gently lift her, hold her, against the wall, high body paste up, bow head, hard kiss her cold lips.

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