"Cheng Yansheng, what are you doing?"
Wen Nian was so angry that he turned away from his mouth and roared in a deep voice.
The man remained silent, picking up the strap of her nightgown with one hand and pulling it down. I don't know if he was really drunk or if he just wanted to ignore her.
Cheng Yansheng was as heavy as a mountain, and she could not push him away.
"Go away."
Wen Nian stretched out her legs and kicked him hard, hitting his thighs. The male bones were so hard that the soles of her feet hurt.
Nothing happened to him.
"Still noisy, right?"
Cheng Yansheng pressed his legs, tightly trapping her kicking feet. It only took two seconds for Wen Nian to go from halfway free to fully trapped.
A thin layer of sweat covered her back: "Cheng Yansheng, are you not drunk? Then take a good look at who I am."
In fact, he was very drunk, but it hurt from being kicked by her.
Under the illumination of the wall lamp, the woman's face was angry and resentful, and she was very close.
It was so clear that Cheng Yansheng could see her lips biting and trembling slightly.
A drop of blood dripped from the corner of his lips, and Wen Nian breathed unevenly: "I am Wen Nian, not those warblers and swallows outside you."
The man's chest heaved.
Cheng Yansheng was so drunk that he couldn't open his eyes. He stared at her quietly for a few seconds.
He spoke in a sarcastic voice: "Oh, you're reluctant, right?"
There was a hint of deep meaning in his deep eyes. Wen Nian didn't dare to anger him, for fear that he would be tough.
"I'm not feeling well today."
Cheng Yansheng blinked lazily, his lips pressed against the corners of her mouth, rubbing them gently.
"Uncomfortable?" The low voice sounded like a curse: "Wen Nian, are you feeling uncomfortable physically or mentally? Or are you angry with me?"
Wen Nian tried his best to calm his breathing and wiped away the vigilance in his pupils.
She relaxed all over and kept her posture low: "Mr. Cheng, this kind of thing must achieve the will of both parties, otherwise you are being strong..."
"go on."
"This is considered rape."
Cheng Yansheng suddenly smiled on his drunken face: "When did you become so sharp-tongued?"
His eyes slid down her face, and Wen Nian's nightgown was torn, making it difficult to cover her body.
Her slender neck was empty.
A thin, cold finger stretched out to her neck and circled it playfully: "Where is the necklace I gave you? Did you sell it or gave it to someone else?"
"It's in the cupboard, safe and sound."
Wen Nian held his breath and raised his neck smoothly. The strength of his fingers was sometimes light and sometimes heavy.
Thinking of these years, she kept holding back.
Seeing him in newspapers and periodicals with women, causing scandals, and having sex with other people, she felt uncomfortable with everything.
Cheng Yansheng pressed her down and didn't intend to get up for half a minute. Wen Nian didn't even open his lips. After all, he couldn't help but ask: "What do you mean today? Are you rejecting me so much?"
"I find it dirty."
Her eyes were red, but her emotions were suppressed.
"Do you think it's dirty?" After a pause, Cheng Yansheng raised his eyebrows and said in a frivolous tone: "Do you still remember how you begged me to give it to you every night? You said Yansheng, I can do anything you want. "
The past is unbearable to look back on.
The scenes unfolded before his eyes, making Wen Nian's teeth tremble.
The love she once felt actually made her hate Cheng Yansheng.
"What I said in the past has long since ceased to count..."
The rest of the sound was completely lost in the man's mouth, and he took away her right to speak with a strong kiss.
Cheng Yansheng was not polite at all, biting and turning, and the force of gravity hit her mouth.
Wen Nian was about to suffocate, he was like a crazy beast.
"Well……"
Wen Nianqiao rubbed his shoulder vigorously and let out fragmentary sounds from his mouth.
Cheng Yansheng met the mad dog and bit her until her mouth was bleeding, red and swollen. Before she could react, she was dragged into the bathroom.
