"Do you remember the first time we met?"
Ripples appeared in An Ning's deep eyes, as if traveling through time and space, returning to the night when they first met.
Of course Ye Lang remembered.
At that time, he was pushed to the forefront of the online public opinion storm, and the words of his senior brother and junior brother pierced his heart like needles.
Filled with resentment and confusion, he came to the bar he had stepped into for the first time in his life. The lights were dim and the music was loud.
He drank one glass after another, trying to numb himself with alcohol.
I looked up in a trance and saw An Ning standing by the bar. Her black dress made her skin look as white as snow, and she was as beautiful as a demon.
The corners of her mouth curled up slightly, but there was also a subtle hint of confusion and helplessness in her eyes.
At that moment, Ye Lang's heartstrings were quietly plucked. He didn't know what he was thinking, but he walked over as if possessed by a ghost.
An Ning did not refuse his approach and invitation to drink.
One of them had a very low alcohol tolerance, and after a few drinks his cheeks turned red and his eyes became blurry.
One is the one who is drunk and sad, not knowing the taste of sadness, and drinks one cup after another without stopping.
Before long, both of them were drunk and the distance between them gradually shortened.
Later, the two stumbled out of the bar and came to Ye Lang's rental house.
The subsequent love affair was as vague as a dream. I only remember that under the catalysis of alcohol, we were honest with each other and our emotions were intertwined.
That night, the wind and rain intertwined, and the thunder outside the window seemed to be accompanying their interaction.
It was also that night that Ye Lang's nightmare began.
This was An Ning's first time, Ye Lang was sure of it.
But her subsequent addictive demands shocked Ye Lang. Her wildness and weakness intertwined made him feel conflicted and confused.
During that time, the two of them did nothing but eat and sleep.
Even Ye Lang, a vigorous athlete, found it difficult to withstand the pressure. The double exhaustion of body and mind nearly brought him to the brink of collapse.
Moreover, An Ning gradually began to be dissatisfied with the mere tenderness. Her demands became more and more bizarre, and she even had some indescribable curiosity.
Ye Lang tried to satisfy her at first.
But her demands became more and more excessive and bizarre, and her thirst for knowledge frightened Ye Lang.
She began to take notes, like a meticulous student.
Ye Lang felt that his personality was being eroded bit by bit, and his dignity was completely worn away by endless desires.
When An Ning was about to step on the letter, Ye Lang finally exploded.
He pushed her away suddenly, his eyes full of determination and pain.
He said in a trembling voice: "Enough!"
At that moment, he realized that the relationship had become distorted and had to end.
But Ye Lang underestimated An Ning.
In a very short period of time, An Ning transformed from an innocent girl into a succubus who controlled people's hearts.
Her eyes flashed with cunning and charm, and she parted her red lips and whispered:
"Do you think you can get away, my little man?"
Her fingers gently stroked his cheek, with a hint of coolness, but burning his heart like a branding iron.
......
Ye Lang finally... He couldn't refuse a gorgeous woman who exuded fatal attraction from head to toe.
What's more, Ye Lang felt that she loved him.
This humiliating interaction went on for some time.
At that time, Ye Lang's heart, filled with humiliation, seemed to be torn apart, with love and pain intertwined into an unsolvable knot.
What was even more terrifying was that he found himself unknowingly beginning to enjoy this twisted pleasure, as if he was being controlled by some invisible force and couldn't extricate himself.
He tried to struggle, but every time he was captured by An Ning's eyes full of love and charm.
Even Ye Lang himself couldn't tell when he made up his mind to escape from this vortex.
Perhaps one late night, when he was looking at the flashing neon lights outside the window, a sense of clarity surged in his heart, and he realized that he could not continue to sink.
But there were more reasons. Ye Lang hugged An Ning's smooth body and asked her softly, and got the answer.
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