"Ahhhh..." Perhaps because Li Qiang hurt Ye Wanrong, Ye Wanrong let out a moan, and the sound was extremely captivating.

Looking at Ye Wanrong's trembling lips and tightly closed eyes, Li Qiang's lips gently kissed. The four lips met, a fragrance came, and the two of them trembled.

Li Qiang, who had already burned her body, was stimulated by this and kissed her warmly. However, Ye Wanrong was like a pile of dry firewood. When she encountered a fire, she also started to burn. She hugged Li Qiang's neck tightly and kissed her warmly.

Someone once said that the more you accumulate, it is like licorice accumulated over the years. When the fire arrives, it will burn wildly and release all the passion.

Ye Wanrong has lived a single life for more than ten years and has never had any relationship with any man. She is very hungry and thirsty in both physiological and psychological. At this time, she is like a wild cat in spring, gasping heavily in her mouth and burning her body.

Realizing this, Li Qiang's right hand reached into Ye Wanrong's evening dress with a familiarity, and slowly wandered upward along his slender legs. Wherever he wandered, a hot and lubricating sound came. At the same time, he kissed Ye Wanrong's earlobe and neck warmly.

Where can Ye Wanrong, who has been single for more than ten years, survive Li Qiang's teasing?

Within a few seconds, Ye Wanrong's body softened, her legs rubbed gently, her body twisted gently, and a vague moan came out of her mouth.

Li Qiang's hands were moving upwards, slowly approaching Ye Wanrong's legs, and touched them gently...

"Ah!" Ye Wanrong let out a cry of pain and happiness, her body trembled violently, and her face turned from intoxication just now to a little painful.

Li Qiang, who was in desire, saw Ye Wanrong's painful expression and suddenly remembered that Ye Wanrong was sick. Moreover, he had just clearly touched a paper boat parked in the stream. Obviously, Ye Wanrong's aunt was not finished yet, and the reason why Ye Wanrong was in pain was because she drank too much wine during her aunt's period.

Thinking of this, Li Qiang's mind recovered a little bit of rationality and his movements stopped.

Ye Wanrong was the same. She slowly opened her eyes. Her eyes were very complicated, painful, hopeful, happiness, and a hint of regret. She said, "I'm sorry, I can't do it today..." After that, she looked at Li Qiang with regret.

The eyes met and sparked a spark in the air. Neither of them spoke anymore, and time seemed to be frozen at this moment.

"Sister Ye, I'll pour you a cup of hot water." A few seconds later, Li Qiang took a few deep breaths, pressed his body and moved away from Ye Wanrong's body reluctantly.

Ye Wanrong understood that the atmosphere was awkward at this time, so she didn't say anything, just nodded slightly, then pulled down the sheets and buried her head in the quilt.

Li Qiang stood up, poured Ye Wanrong a glass of boiling water, and said, "Sister Ye, drink some boiling water, don't drink anymore later."

"Yeah." Ye Wanrong, who was hiding in the quilt, did not stick out her head, but just said kindly. At this time, she was like a little girl who had not been involved in human affairs, very shy.

Seeing this, Li Qiang understood that Ye Wanrong was afraid that the two of them would be embarrassed when they met, so she said, "Sister Ye, if nothing happens, I will go out first."

"Ye Wanrong said kindly again, then remembered something, and said, "Li Qiang, don't go to the hall, go to the room opposite to wait for me." Speaking later, Ye Wanrong seemed to notice something was wrong in her words and her voice was a little small.

Li Qiang was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously replied: "I understand, Sister Ye."

Hearing the sound of closing the door, Ye Wanrong lifted the quilt and showed a blushing face. Smelling the residual aura of Li Qiang, her eyes were a little dazed, and she stared at the door blankly, not knowing what she was thinking.

When he returned to the room and remembered what happened just now, Li Qiang felt a little incredible, as if he was a dream. Ye Wanrong had always given him the impression of a smart and capable strong woman. However, when she was in bed just now, she looked like a shy and yellow girl.

What surprised Li Qiang the most was that Ye Wanrong did not refuse just now, and seemed to have a hint of desire.

Ye Wanrong's last words made Li Qiang confused. He couldn't figure out what Ye Wanrong asked him to wait for her in the room.

Although Li Qiang was unwilling to think about that, because of the passionate encounter just now, Li Qiang's mind was almost filled with Ye Wanrong's figure.

In desperation, Li Qiang had to take out a cigarette from his pocket and use nicotine to numb his brain. Under the paralysis of nicotine, Li Qiang gradually calmed down.

In another room, Ye Wanrong took a few sips of hot water and sat up. After feeling that the pain on her body had decreased a lot, she walked straight to the mirror and tidied her hair.

Shocked, Ye Wanrong saw a red and purple mark on her collarbone.

Suddenly, she stood there like an idiot!

Obviously, the mark was left when she was intimate with Li Qiang just now, and she is going to go out to see the guests. If those guests see the mark under the haba, God knows what will happen!

At this moment, Ye Wanrong, who had always been calm, seemed a little panicked just like when she was intimate with Li Qiang before.

A harsh ringtone suddenly rang in the empty room, awakening the stunned Ye Wanrong.

Ye Wanrong gritted her teeth, walked to the living room, picked up her phone and connected, and the secretary's voice came from the receiver: "Chairman, Mayor Wu is leaving..."

"I understand, I'll come soon." After that, Ye Wanrong hung up the phone.

After hanging up the phone, Ye Wanrong frowned and thought for a while, then took out a pearl necklace from her bag, put it on her neck, looked in the mirror for a long time, and then walked out of the room after seeing that the necklace could cover the mark.

In the hall, everyone had almost finished eating, and they were talking and laughing.

At the table where Li Qiang sat before, Chen Lin frowned, her face looked a little ugly, and her eyes were staring at the aisle in the hall.

As Chen Lin's gaze, Ye Wanrong walked out of the passage. At this time, Ye Wanrong had been cleaned up for a short time and was no different from before, except that her face was a little better, with a trace of redness remaining.

Seeing that touch of redness, Chen Lin felt a bad intuition in her heart.

At this time, Ye Wanrong suddenly smiled and greeted the man on the table. The moment she looked up, Chen Lin clearly saw a red and purple mark on Ye Wanrong's collarbone...
Chapter completed!