Jiang Shuyao blushed, but she was very determined in her heart: "Master Qin, please go and save my sister first."
Qin Yanchi hugged her from the front, brushed her hair with his fingertips, and passed them along the back of her head: "Figure out your position, you are begging me now."
Jiang Shuyao froze and hugged Qin Yanchi: "Yes, Master Qin."
Qin Yanchi's hand caressed Jiang Shuyao's back, and again and again, the electric current brought by his fingers made her straighten up and cling to him.
Jiang Shuyao subconsciously moved her position, but she never thought that the corner of her lips would touch his Adam's apple. She paused for a moment, then risked her life and brushed his skin with her red lips. The place she rubbed against was easily numbed, and her fingers penetrated through his clothes. Every move was like a igniting action.
Qin Yanchi's body was as hot as a fire, and some bad tastes were aroused in his heart. This kitten was starting to get a little bit wrong.
Very good, he liked it.
Qin Yanchi hugged Jiang Shuyao's body with both hands, picked her up and put her on the table. The latter then reached out and hugged his neck, and their lips were close. Ambiguity filled the private room unbridled, making people lack of oxygen.
This man would not be very sympathetic in this regard, but she still panted and looked at him with a glimmer of hope, begging: "Qin, Master Qin... it hurts."
"Bear it."
Seeing that begging was in vain, Jiang Shuyao grabbed Qin Yanchi's arm. She wanted to leave something on him even if it hurt, so she could do as little as possible.
Jiang Shuyao only felt that she was being crushed into pieces by him, and then reassembled, and finally heard the heartbeats of the two of them again, the sound was clear...
Jiang Shuyao squatted on the ground and put on his clothes. His sore legs were still a little unsteady, so he could only hold on to the table: "Master Qin, can you come with me to rescue people now?"
Qin Yanchi was standing behind the screen smoking. When he heard Jiang Shuyao's words, he blew out a smoke ring: "Are you sure?"
Jiang Shuyao opened the door: "Please."
When Qin Yanchi and Jiang Shuyao walked out, there was no one on the second floor. When they walked downstairs, the sounds of men and women making love came from the bathroom on the second floor.
Jiang Shuyao wanted to go down quickly, but she heard Fang Tingyun let out a low voice: "I even threw Mrs. Fang downstairs to be with you, what's wrong with you sacrificing your body?"
Jiang Shuyao was completely dumbfounded.
If she hadn't still had some sense, she would have rushed in and given that slutty hypocrite a few blows.
One hand reached out in front of Jiang Shuyao, and he turned his hand to hold the muzzle of the gun. The handle of the gun stopped in front of her eyes.
Jiang Shuyao was startled, looked at Qin Yanchi, leaned over and whispered, "What do you mean?"
Qin Yanchi also tilted his body and replied in her ear: "Aren't you unhappy? Go in and kill him."
"That's your cousin."
"so what?"
"So..." Jiang Shuyao stretched out his hand to grab the handle of the gun, put his index finger on the trigger, and pointed the gun at Qin Yanchi's head, "The gun is in my hand, take me to rescue people."
Qin Yanchi shrugged: "Should I say you are brave, or should I say you don't recognize people when you lift your pants?"
Jiang Shuyao was also panicking, so she pretended to be calm and raised her head: "Master Qin, don't trust others too much, let's go!"
Qin Yanchi nodded without hesitation and snorted softly: "Well, continue."
"Let's go."
Just as Jiang Shuyao took a step forward, the bathroom door at the corner opened...
