Wen Ruan let go of Yang Fan's lips and looked up at him, her eyes red with tears.
"Brother Yang Fan, I like you. I have liked you since I was a child..."
Wen Ruan cried and confessed in his ear.
However, Yang Fan couldn't hear any sound, and he stared blankly at the person at the door.
The man is also very silent.
A pair of dark eyes were colder than the frost outside.
Yang Fan saw his slightly red eyes.
Wen Ruan burst into tears in Yang Fan's arms, she could feel Yang Fan's stiffness.
She thought he was moved, "Brother Yang Fan..."
Before he finished speaking, a heavy shadow fell in front of his eyes.
Wen Ruan didn't react, her arms were empty, and Yang Fan was pulled away from her arms.
"Little girl, my brother calls you very sweetly. Are you an adult?"
A deep voice fell from above her head.
Wen Ruan raised her head along the man's broad chest and almost raised her chin before she saw a deep and three-dimensional face.
He was dressed in an elegant manner, with messy hair and extremely well-developed facial features, as if carved by a knife. He had a kind of arrogant and wild handsomeness. A pair of bright black eyes under his thick eyebrows stared at her with a strong sense of oppression.
There was a joking smile on his lips, "Where did you learn to get into people's arms at a young age and be so proactive?"
Wen Ruan watched Yang Fan being pulled behind him by this man, her eyes lingered between them, and she frowned and asked, "Who are you?"
The man glanced at Yang Fan and chuckled, "His ex..."
After a pause, he said frivolously, "Boss."
Wen Rou's breathing relaxed, oh, it turned out to be his former boss.
She opened her mouth and was about to speak——
"Since he sent you to the hotel safely, you should stay here well, don't run around at night, and take the car home tomorrow."
"This is my person, take him away first."
Jiang Yue did not allow Yang Fan to resist and dragged him out of the hotel in large strides.
Yang Fan shivered as the wind and snow blew against him, and his hair was messed up.
Yang Fan looked at Jiang Yue's coat straps fluttering in random directions. The dark gray coat made him look particularly tall and upright. After the cold wind blew, his mind became much clearer.
He suddenly stopped and Jiang Yue was forced to stop.
Yang Fan watched him turn around and met his deep eyes, "What are you doing here?"
"Looking for you."
Yang Fan took out his hand and turned away, "Didn't I already make it clear?"
"Have you made it clear that you can't find me?"
"Of course not." Yang Fan stared at the snowflakes in the air, speaking with a white air, "We have nothing to do anymore, Mr. Jiang, please pay attention..."
"Then I can't watch you marry someone else!"
Jiang Yue carried him on his shoulders.
Yang Fan was stunned for a moment, then struggled excitedly after reacting, "Jiang Yue! Why are you so crazy! Put me down quickly!"
Jiang Yue grabbed his butt hard and said, "Be honest!"
Yang Fan felt pain in his buttocks and was angry. She hung on his shoulder with a red face and buried her head, letting him take her to the parking lot and stuff her into a black car.
Once in the car, Jiang Yue held him down and quickly ordered the driver to drive.
"Yes, Mr. Jiang!"
All the doors were locked, and the driver kicked the accelerator and drove the car out.
Yang Fan looked at the rapidly reversing street scene outside the window and knew that he couldn't get out of the car. He turned to look at the man beside him angrily.
Jiang Yue tugged on his collar and said, "If you want to scold me, you'd better swallow it. Don't mess with me. I want to block your mouth now."
Yang Fan took a deep breath and turned away from looking at him.
The car drove for about twenty minutes and stopped at a luxurious seven-star hotel.
The greeter came down and opened the door. Jiang Yue dragged Yang Fan out of the car. The manager followed him with a nod and bow, and respectfully handed over the room card, "Master Jiang, room card."
Jiang Yue kept walking, took the room card, and dragged Yang Fan through the hotel lobby and into the elevator.
Arriving at the top floor of the hotel, Jiang Yue dragged Yang Fan to the door of the suite.
Yang Fan watched him about to swipe his card, and his heart tightened slightly, "Mr. Jiang, if you have anything to say, just say it here... um."
His lip was bitten, and the man pushed him against the wall, so fiercely that he wanted to eat his entire mouth.
Yang Fan's back was against the wall, and his front was blocked by a strong chest. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't push it open.
His mouth hurt, and his tongue was almost bitten off.
This is no kiss!
Physiological tears overflowed from the corners of Yang Fan's eyes.
He bit him back angrily, biting Jiang Yue's lip, and refused to let him go.
There was a smell of blood in their mouths.
Yang Fan whimpered.
Jiang Yue let go of him, lowered his head and pinched Yang Fan's chin, rubbing his red and swollen lips with his fingertips.
Jiang Yue wiped it hard, his eyes were slightly red, and he wiped Yang Fan's lips repeatedly, but a layer of skin was wiped off.
"It hurts...what are you doing?!"
"She kissed you!"
So he's going crazy to wipe the marks off his mouth?
Yang Fan looked at his paranoid movements, held his wrist, and looked at him with a sarcastic look, "Mr. Jiang, I've slept with her before, do you still need to mind a kiss?"
Jiang Yue suddenly paused, and his entire expression froze.
He slowly raised his eyes and looked at Yang Fan, and Yang Fan saw the red bloodshot eyes.
"Stop talking about this, okay? Don't mention it in my ears." He held Yang Fan's face and prayed with his eyes.
Yang Fan looked indifferent, "But this is the fact. She and I have known each other since childhood, slept with her, and talked about it without telling you for so long..."
"Fuck, I told you to stop fucking talking, why are you still talking?!"
Jiang Yue interrupted sharply, his eyes full of anger.
Yang Fan looked at him without any fear, his eyes were even cold, "There is no need to deceive yourself. Since you can't accept it, why bother to come to me? Make yourself uncomfortable... ugh!"
Jiang Yue covered his mouth with his big hand, pushed him against the wall, then quickly swiped his card, grabbed his neck and pulled him in.
The lights were not turned on, and the door slammed shut. In the darkness, Yang Fan was pressed against the door.
Before his eyes could adjust to the darkness, his chin was pinched and his lips were kissed.
The smell of alcohol on Jiang Yue's body was very strong, and he was like an out-of-control beast, tearing his clothes apart.
Chin, Adam's apple, neck, collarbone... no part of it escaped his bite.
Yang Fan resignedly closed his eyes, but a small thing was stuffed in his hand.
He was familiar with this thing, but he had never worn it before.
"You...what do you want to do?" Yang Fan didn't understand his purpose in giving him this thing.
"Being pressed under me makes you feel humiliated. Sleeping with her can help you regain your dignity as a man."
Jiang Yue took a deep breath and said, "Okay, then come and fuck me."
"I'll let you go, and you break up with her, okay?"
Yang Fan's breath froze, and his eyes widened in shock.
In the darkness, he couldn't see Jiang Yue's face clearly, and could only hear his rough breathing.
"Jiang Yue, what are you crazy about? You are drunk!"
Yang Fan tried his best to push him away, but Jiang Yue grabbed his hand and pressed it on his chest, "I'm awake now and I'm not joking with you. Come and fuck me. If you want the dignity of a man, I'll give it to you." , don’t go looking for her again.”
"I don't do this kind of thing, please let go of me...ah, don't fucking go crazy!"
