The sweat from the tip of Wen Jiasheng's nose, and the light of his eyes constantly flickered.

At this time, Jun Ye's cold command came: "Wen Jiasheng, open the door. I don't think it happened tonight. "

Wen Jiasheng has more sweat on the tip of his nose and his mouth is very tight.

Ling Cong was surprised and looked at the door: "what does Jun Ye mean? Doesn't he know what happened tonight? "

"Wen Jiasheng. Don't play dead. I know you're out there. I'll give you one last chance. Open the door now! Otherwise, when I come out tomorrow, it will definitely make your life worse than death. " Jun wild side head, looking at the palm was slapped bright red, petite wet body constantly trembling tenderness.

On the pale little face, despair is so deep and heavy, just like the end of the world.

At that time, when she woke up, lost her memory, and the doctor announced that she might not be able to stand up in the future, she was not so afraid.

Now just because Huo Yan sleeps a woman, it's so painful.

What's more, it's him!

I can't bear to see her pain!

"Open the door!" Jun Ye didn't know whether he was angry with Wen Jiasheng or himself. He kicked the door hard.

Wen Jiasheng shivered with fright.

Jun ye came back to Jun's family when he was young, but in just a few years, he took the place of other legitimate cousins as his awkward illegitimate son and became the heir of Jun's family. He was absolutely as clever as ordinary people.

He couldn't help but go upstairs and said in a low voice to the door: "Mr. Jun, if I open the door one second, my wife will kill me the next second!"

Gently clenched his fist: "what happened tonight is designed by Jun ruohua?"

"Yes," said the Wen family. Jun's wife said, what Mr. Huo likes, she wants Mr. Jun to take it all, including you. Your wife already knows that you are Gu Lanqing. Miss Gu, Ling Chun is not a gentleman like Mr. Jun. Now, she and Mr. Huo are married. Even if you come out now, it's all too late. "

Gentle mouth, suddenly filled with a strong smell of blood.

She pushed Junye away, kicked and kicked at the door, and hissed: "Wen Jiasheng! Open the door! Open the door! I will tear you to pieces! Open the door

Her tears kept flowing.

The foot seemed to be kicked off, but the door did not move.

"Come with me!" Jun Ye grits his teeth, can't bear to see gentleness abusing himself like this. He grabs gentleness's arm and strides to the French window.

There is nothing heavy in the room.

Jun wild kick to French window, gentle see, Mou Guang Yi Liang, here is the second floor. Here's a swimming pool.

She also kicks French windows.

"Want to jump into the pool, save your Huo Yan. Just be nice and don't hurt yourself. " Junye is gentle.

He pursed his lips, and his eyes flashed a deep spit on him.

And then kick the French window again.

One foot, two feet

There was a sharp pain in his leg bone, and his eyebrows didn't move.

Originally thick French windows, finally cracks.

Once again, the French windows all broke.

Junye can't hold on any longer. His injured leg is kneeling on the ground. Before he opens his mouth, the woman beside him doesn't even look at him and jumps down.

Junye's face is whiter.

By halo yellow wall lamp, gently out of the water, small face hasty, full of wet, like tears, stride toward the living room.

As soon as gentleness rushed into the living room, Ling Cong, who was tasting wine, saw the gentleness of his whole body, which was wrapped in his nightgown. His face suddenly changed, "how did you come out?"

"Where's Huo Yan?" Asked in a gentle, shrill voice.

Ling Cong put away his surprise and sneered: "I'm going through a lot with my daughter. Just now Wen Jiasheng has said that even if you come out now, it's too late. "

Gentleness almost bit the lip, and the whole person was like an ice sculpture about to melt.

Ling Cong sneered: "look at what you look like now. You can't even compare with my daughter. Huo Yan will take a fancy to you. I'm really blinded by lard... "

With a bang, he gently picked up the wine bottle on the coffee table and smashed it with force. The sharp end stabbed Ling Cong's neck.

Ling Cong's wine cup suddenly fell to the ground. He even felt that his throat would be pierced.

"Huo Yan is still in the guest room? Open the door of the guest room. Otherwise, I'll take his life now! " Gentle to stand on the stairs, the look shows flustered Wen family voice way.

"Miss Gu, it's too late..." Wen Jiasheng's eyes are flustered. She didn't expect that the woman who was almost spoiled by Junye would take Ling Cong hostage.

"Open the door!" Gentleness stands behind Ling Cong, breaking the tip of the wine bottle, and stabbing into Ling Cong's throat. Ling Cong's eyes are widened in horror. This is the closest time he is from death.

"What are you doing? Open the door! Ling Cong is a giant shopping mall in F country. Do you think he died in your villa, and you can afford the consequences? " Jun ye, who had been released, was holding the stair railing. His right leg, blocked by the railing, was shaking because of severe pain.I don't know that.

Wen Jiasheng looks at Ling Cong's blood and turns his soft and plain white hands red. He can't help shaking and says: "OK..."

He turned around and wanted to open the door.

At this time, the girl's voice sounded: "uncle, it hurts! Get out of here! Get out of here

Gentle face a white, dead to bite the lip.

No No

She would rather die than be touched by Junye. How could Huo Yan touch Lingchun?

"Gentle, give it to me! Give it to me quickly A man's thick and low voice, like an invisible hand, pushes tenderness into hell.

"Uncle, see clearly that I am Chunchun! Ah The sound of women's constant pain caters to men's continuous heavy breathing.

There was a blank in her gentle brain. With a "bang", the wine bottle on Ling Cong's throat was completely broken on the floor.

Ling Cong covered his neck and looked at gentleness fiercely: "now you have heard that Chunchun is Huo Yan's woman. She's only 18 years old. This evening is her first time. Huo Yan must be responsible to her, otherwise our whole Ling family won't let him go! "

"I don't believe it! I don't believe it! Huo Yan can't touch Ling Chun! " Gentle stride towards the guest room, wet black short hair, will set off her face as white as paper.

"Open the door!" Junye once again ordered to Wen Jiasheng.

Wen Jiasheng did not dare to have any hesitation. As soon as he took out the key, it was taken away by gentleness. Gentleness trembled and opened the door.

She stood at the door, completely stiff.

Ling Chun, lying on the bed, is not wearing inch. His original white body, especially his chest and thighs, is full of ambiguous red marks.

Delicate green astringent small face, at this time already had the charm of little woman just after chenghuan.

A touch of red, on the off white sheet, like a soldering iron.

"Ah As soon as Ling Chun sees gentleness appear at the door, she just seems to react. She shakes her hands, pulls Huo Yan's suit and wraps her body.