[Chapter 13 Chapter 13 Being sold to the Golden Triangle: The sadistic story of Bai Yueguang (13)]
Yan Qing put one hand on Mr. Hu's neck, and with the other hand, put the index and middle fingers together on his lips, blowing kisses to the people downstairs.
The boy's heart trembled with worry for her, and his handsome face turned almost as red as his hair.
"Snap"
The person holding her didn't say anything, but expressed his dissatisfaction with practical actions.
"Does it feel great?" Yan Qing leaned against his cheek, her red lips holding his slightly cool earlobe.
Mr. Hu walked up the last step, loosened his hold on her and pressed her against the wall at the corner.
The light from the crystal chandelier was blocked by the dim corridor, and the shadows scattered on the ground overlapped and looked lingering.
The man's tall figure enveloped the petite woman. He lowered his head into her shoulder, his hot breath spraying on her delicate collarbone.
It seems like an intimate posture of love between you and me.
The premise is that there was no gun pressed against Yan Qing's chin, forcing her to look up.
"Where did you go today?" Mr. Hu's cold lips brushed across her cheek and then touched her earlobe.
The clear green jade pendant beads hanging from the thin earrings swayed slightly as his deep voice vibrated.
My sensitive skin felt numb and itchy, and I subconsciously tilted my head. The presence of the cold gun muzzle on the right side became stronger.
If it goes off accidentally, it will pierce her fragile neck.
This feeling of ice and fire is unexpectedly exciting.
Yan Qing tried his best to ignore the deadly gun next to his jaw, and his dark and bright eyes locked onto him.
"Sir, you are asking this question even though you already know the answer."
She moaned coquettishly, and her uncontrolled hands gently rubbed the man's hard chest.
"My every move is under the control of Mr.
It would not be easy for her and Agang to get rid of several well-trained bodyguards without careful deployment.
Unless, his master was instructing him behind the scenes.
Sen Han's gun stopped at her neck, and Mr. Hu hugged her soft waist tightly: "I never make useless promises."
"You don't have to do anything unnecessary."
He stared at Yan Qing, his smoky grey eyes as clear as a mirror, as if they could see through all her little tricks.
If the gun used to threaten her was taken away, then this statement would be more convincing.
Yan Qingxin slandered, and a moved expression appeared on his face: "I will obey your words, sir."
If she pretends to be affectionate, her eyes will be filled with the other person's shadow.
It's hard to tell whether it's false or insincere.
"This one is too cold, why don't you change it, sir?" Her curled eyelashes trembled slightly, and a shadow fell on her eyelids in embarrassment.
She looked shy and timid, like a spring flower, and her slender fingers touched the buttons on the man's chest.
There is a hint of subtle charm in the straightforward invitation.
She was sure the man would not shoot.
"As you wish." Mr. Hu covered her lips.
When the kiss became intense, he pressed her hands against the wall, and their fingers were entangled through the pitch-black gun.
At the moment the sun set in the pool, Yan Qing unconsciously exerted force on his fingers and unconsciously pulled the trigger.
A gunshot sounded like adding to the fun.
A Gang, who heard the sound downstairs, turned pale suddenly.
He recalled how his boss had cruelly tortured Gao Yue's men in front of everyone on the cruise ship in order to get the information he wanted.
He didn't think it was a big deal at that time, because the people from Thunder Eagle Hall wanted to kill everyone on the ship, and they didn't deserve sympathy.
But when he thought that Yan Qing was bearing the wrath of his boss and might even have been injured in the gunshot just now, he suddenly became flustered.
The image of Yan Qing’s smile when she brought warmth to the children in the slums and her loss when she talked about her miserable life story emerged in my mind.
They are friends, and he shouldn't abandon his friends.
A Gang's worried heart suddenly calmed down, and he found a suitable excuse for himself and hurried upstairs.
The extremely shocking scene that appeared before his eyes will be unforgettable for his whole life.
The charming girl's fair skin contrasts sharply with the skin color of the man in front of her.
"Get lost!" Mr. Hu glanced at him coldly with a gaze as sharp as a knife, turning Yan Qing's tilted face to look at him.
The red-haired boy, who had been standing there in a daze, came back to his senses when he was scolded and shook his body as if awakened from a dream.
"Yes, I'm sorry!" He bowed awkwardly to apologize and turned around quickly.
When he ran down the stairs in a daze, he missed a step and slipped down several flights of stairs.
Standing back at the door, the blush on his face had not yet faded, and the sweat on his back had already soaked his T-shirt.
The woman's white body, her slender legs clinging to the man's waist, and even the crystal clear sweat on her face...
The scenes fill my mind and cannot be erased.
The view of Yan Qing as a friend seemed to have quietly changed.
How could he covet the lady?
That is disloyalty to the boss and disrespect to the benefactor.
He slapped himself hard.
The other three people who were chosen as Yan Qing's bodyguards looked at him as if he were an idiot.
At this time, the upstairs is still full of spring, and the vibrant vitality spreads from the dim corridor to the brightly lit rooms.
Yan Qing recalled the boy's dazed look and couldn't help but chuckle.
Mr. Hu lowered his eyebrows and bit her lips in displeasure: "Focus."
The eyes, as calm as a cold pond, gradually became deeper.
One is a fox who has been practicing for thousands of years, and the other is a young man with no brains.
There is no need to seduce them deliberately, you can just wave your hand and call them over like a pug.
How could such a fool with no schemes or means be the only spark of Jiang Laocan's existence in the world?
Tsk.
He somewhat regretted taking over such a mess from Mr. Jiang.
The red-haired boy was in agony and didn't even realize that he was being disliked to death.
When Yan Qing came down from upstairs, he hid behind the other three bodyguards, not daring to raise his head.
For several days, he acted as if he was trying to avoid suspicion.
Yan Qing looked at him frankly: "You are hiding from me like this, are you hiding something?"
Ah Gang retreated behind the big guy next to him: "No, no."
Yan Qing waved his hand to signal the other three to step back, raised his eyebrows and approached the boy: "You saw everything, right?"
"You'll have to pay the price for looking at me." She snorted coldly, "I'll punish you by poking your own eyes out."
The boy's red hair drooped, his blushing face turned pale, and he stammered and couldn't utter a word.
Yan Qing put away the arrogant and cold expression on his face, and replaced it with a fragile and lost face: "So in Gang's mind, I am such a vicious person?"
She frowned with tears in her eyes and sighed with regret: "I thought we were friends."
"No, I never thought that Madam was vicious." A Gang said sincerely.
"Then are we still friends?" Yan Qing looked at him expectantly.
A look of hesitation flashed across the boy's face, and then he nodded as her eyes dimmed.
"Then don't call me Madam anymore, just call me Ah Qing." Yan Qing curved his eyes, "Friends shouldn't be so distant with each other."
"Ah, Ah Qing." He stammered and moved his lips.
Repeat the name in your mind again.
Seeing him being led step by step by her, Yan Qing's smile became even brighter.
Looking back at the man who had been watching from upstairs for who knows how long, she waved to him openly.
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