False Love Becomes True - Chapter 658

“Qi Lin, if you dare to do this, I will never forgive you.”

In the narrow car, Yan Zhen was hoarse and thought of it with a crying voice.

Qi Lin had a big body, followed by more crazy movements.

Yan Zhen’s face became stiff and his eyes were empty.

The button of the coat is untied, Qi Linshun kisses the lip corner of Yan Zhen on the neck.

“Zhen’er, you are mine.”

Yan Zhen ironically pulled the corners of his mouth and said in a soft voice: “Qi Lin, if you go on like this, you will make you regret all your life.”

Qi Lin pauses, raises his head and looks at Yan Zhen. Then he finds that Yan Zhen’s forehead is moist.

Unconsciously, Yan Zhen tears wet the forehead.

Qi Lin wakes up in an instant. He kisses Yan Zhen’s tears and says in a low voice: “zhen’er, I’m sorry, I’ve lost my manners.”

“Zhen’er, zhen’er.”

Qi Lin kisses Yan Zhen’s lips and eyes again and again, but there is no response.

Qi Lin is a little flustered. Just now he was stimulated by Shi Chang’s kiss and didn’t want to be himself.

Qi Lin knew that there was definitely a problem with the medicine.

“Go away.” Yan Zhen spits out a word.

Qi Lin’s face became stiff, and the red fog rolled over his eyes. At last, he was suppressed by Qi Lin.

He repressed of say: “Zhen son, I am too angry, sorry.”

Yan Zhen doesn’t speak.

Qi Lin looks at the red mark on Yan Zhen’s clavicle and reaches for it. Yan Zhen’s body trembles and there is a trace of fear in his eyes.

Just now she thought that Qi Lin would really do her here. She struggled and scolded, but her fear of being crushed by the beast did not decrease at all.

Qi Lin noticed Yan Zhen’s fear, and his breath stagnated, followed by a huge anger.

Qi Lin’s reason returns for a moment. He wants Yan Zhen to leave, but when he sees Yan Zhen’s rejection of himself, his last sense disappears.

“Are you afraid of me?” Qi Lin’s voice is like the devil of the abyss, which makes people shudder.

Yan Zhen shrinks back and touches the door.

After Qi Lin noticed, he gave a low smile and held Yan Zhen down, making her unable to move: “you left with that man for a while, didn’t you want to see me?”

Yan Zhen droops his eyes and says nothing, but the fingers on his side are shaking.

Such Qi Lin made her feel strange.

“Answer me!” Qi Lin roared.

Yan Zhen shrinks. She wants to escape, but she can’t.

Qi Lin dropped the isolation board and said to the driver in front of him, “stop in front, you go down.”

In the front, it’s the place to get off the expressway. When you get off the expressway, turn right and there’s an open space.

The driver hesitated. He could see the situation between them from the rear mirror. He was scared by Qi Lin’s cold eyes when he wanted to say something.

I had to stop the car and get down by myself.

Yan Zhen realizes what Qi Lin wants to do and struggles violently.

“Let go of me, Qi Lin!” Yan Zhen reaches out to open the door, but Qi Lin grabs his hands. Then Qi Lin takes off his tie to help Yan Zhen’s hands and binds them to the door handle.

Yan Zhen is surrounded by great fear.

“Qi Lin, what are you going to do? Let me go, Qi Lin!”

Qi Lin locks the car. He looks down at Yan Zhen, who is full of panic. He covers Yan Zhen’s eyes and says, “zhen’er, don’t look at me like this.”

Don’t look at me with fear, resistance or disgust.

Yan Zhen shakes her head, trying to get rid of the darkness.

“Zhen’er, don’t leave me. You are mine

“Psycho…”

The sound of broken clothes and the feeling of those hot hands swimming on her body make Yan Zhen both exciting and afraid.

Finally, she said with a cry: “Qi Lin, let me go, let me go, OK?”

Qi Lin’s action, he suddenly laughed, and then more cold voice: “not good.”

…

Qi Lin returns to Haitian villa with Yan Zhen in her arms. Aunt ou, who was smiling, disappears when she sees that Yan Zhen’s eyes are closed and Qi Lin holds her face full of tears in her arms.

“Sir…”

“Shut up.” Qi Lin interrupted with a cold voice.

Aunt Ou was stunned. She had never seen such a cold gentleman.

When Qi Lin and Yan Zhen were together at the beginning, even when their relationship was the most rigid, they would put away their momentum.

But just after quarreling with Yan Zhen, although there has been more in-depth physical communication, Qi Lin’s depression is even worse.

Qi Lin holds Yan Zhen back to the bedroom, gently put Yan Zhen on, he whispered: “take it, I’ll put the bath water for you.”

Yan Zhen’s eyelashes trembled, but he didn’t speak.Qi Lin seems to have turned on some strange switch. He doesn’t treat Yan Zhen gently at all. He is full of attack power. In other words, after such a stimulation, coupled with drug mischief, Qi Lin succeeded in blackening.

When Qi Lin put good bath water out, see big Yan Zhen still obediently stay in bed, satisfied with the nod.

Holding Yan Zhen up, Qi Lin takes off the men’s coat wrapped in Yan Zhen’s body, as well as Yan Zhen’s own clothes, revealing the blue and purple skin inside.

Qi Lin kisses Yan Zhen’s mouth and says, “I’m too rude. Zhen Er is sorry.”

Yan Zhen forbeared, but still couldn’t help it. Tears fell from the corner of her eyes.

Qi Lin Mou color a dark, he sink a way: “how, with me together so make you not happy?”

Yan Zhen couldn’t bear to open his eyes and said, “Qi Lin, you go out.”

Qi Lin suppressed his anger and said in a cold voice, “take a bath.”

“I can do it myself.”

“No, I’ll wash it for you.”

“Qi Lin, you son of a bitch!”

“Yes, I’m a son of a bitch, and you’re his wife.”

“I’m not your wife, I must be with you…”

Yan Zhen’s last words are sealed in his mouth by Qi Lin.

Qi Lin began to smile. His fingers rubbed the smooth skin: “zhen’er, why don’t you learn to be good?”

Yan Zhen’s face is stiff, and her heart is full of anger. She wants to kill the shameless man in front of her. Unfortunately, she can’t beat him.

Yan Zhen is already tired after he washes the dishes in a noisy bath.

Although she didn’t arrive at noon, Yan Zhen was almost carried out of the bathroom by Qi Lin after the fierce… Cough in the car and the unpleasant blow in her heart.

Qi Lin gently puts Yan Zhen on the big bed.

Yan Zhen murmured vaguely: “Qi Lin, you bastard, you wait for me.”

Qi Lin said with a smile, “OK, I’ll wait and go to sleep.” He kisses Yan Zhen on the forehead.

Qi Lin looks at Yan Zhen for a while, fists against the lips, repressed cough a few, quickly out of the bedroom.

In the bedroom, Yan Zhen turned over and held the quilt. Tears ran down the corner of her eyes, across the bridge of her nose, and fell into the sideburns. Qilin, you bastard.

Outside the bedroom, Qi Lin holds the wall, the back of his hand is blue, his throat is fishy and sweet, and his cough is intermittent. Zhener, I’m sorry.