But instead, it made Nan Jingheng's anger even higher.
Coupled with the voice she spoke, she was charming and seductive, and her black eyes were filled with a strong sense of charm.
Nan Jingheng held her wrist, exerted a slight force, and gritted his teeth and said coldly: "I'll satisfy you."
His strength was quite strong. Cheng Yi'an was affected by the erosion of the previous fragrance and became unable to control herself, but she still felt pain.
She frowned in discomfort. Nan Jingheng's touch made her feel comfortable, but the pain in her wrist made her uncomfortable.
Such a contradictory feeling made her hummed softly.
This voice completely broke the last string of reason in Nan Jingheng's mind.
He clasped her wrist tightly against the wall, lowered his head slightly, and kissed her lips.
The sweet fragrance was actually on her lips and teeth. As soon as he touched it, he couldn't help but penetrate deeply and couldn't help himself.
The fragrance in her nose became stronger and stronger, and her lips were so soft, softer than anything else.
He lived for 32 years and could not find any comparable description.
His normally calm mind was now swollen. He didn't want to think about anything, He just wanted to indulge in her sweetness and softness.
Take the initiative to seduce her, as if he was addicted, bewitched, surrounded by her warmth, and didn't want to leave.
She was smooth and sweet, entwining with him.
Nan Jingheng held her two wrists with one hand and released them with the other, involuntarily moving down her soft long hair.
The hot palms ran all the way across her delicate cheeks, and the slightly calloused fingertips touched her pink and delicate earlobes.
Cheng Yi'an's whole body was surrounded by trembling electricity, her ears were extremely red, and her scalp was numb.
She felt his hot palm slowly caressing her slender and fragile neck along her cheek, across her shoulders, rubbing and holding heavily, and then moved down to cover her tightly.
Cheng Yi'an felt an inexplicable sense of comfort and relief, and wanted more, but there was still a part of reason in her brain that told her, no.
She shook her head and tried to hide away.
But Nan Jingheng seemed to be attracted to her, and she couldn't escape no matter what.
It's ironing her from the inside out.
The other hand holding her wrist finally let go and pressed her waist, letting her felt him fiercely.
Cheng Yi'an was so panicked that her body's reaction also made her suffer.
The misty moisture in her eyes accumulated thicker and thicker, and eventually overflowed from her eye sockets.
It could not be like this!
It didn't make sense. Just after escaping from one fire pit, she jumped into another.
She restrained her body's reaction, her heart skipped a beat, and her teeth suddenly bit hard.
Nan Jingheng let out a hiss and suddenly let go of her, staring at the girl in his arms with a sinister expression.
Her lips were still stained with bright red blood, which looked like blooming petals at the corners of her lips, so charming.
There was still a strong fishy-sweet taste in his mouth.
This woman actually bit his tongue!
Cheng Yi'an immediately put down her legs, but she couldn't stand at all. Her body became weak and she fell into Nan Jingheng's arms.
Nan Jingheng supported her smoothly, but felt a little disgusted at this time.
"What are you pretending to be?" Nan Jingheng said gloomily.
"I'm not pretending!" Cheng Yi'an was angry and aggrieved, "I'm not that kind of woman!"
She cried, tears welling up from her eyes and spreading pitifully on her cheeks and lips.
There was also stubbornness in the affectionate eyes.
Nan Jingheng was stunned for a moment and frowned.
"I was tricked into that room by my uncle's family. There was a scent in it. After I smelled it, I felt...something was wrong..." Cheng Yi'an finally finished speaking, and the strange feeling came out of her body again.
The rest of her body was red, and the rationality in her eyes slowly faded away, revealing a confused look again.
Her cheeks were even redder than before, and an unknown breath brushed against Nan Jingheng's lips.
Nan Jingheng's eyes deepened, and he saw Cheng Yi'an's expression turned painful, and blood red actually spilled from his lips.
Nan Jingheng frowned, pinched Cheng Yi'an's chin, forced her to open her mouth, and saw the wound on the tip of her tongue.
Not only did she bite his tongue, but she also bit her own!
"Have you been drugged?" Nan Jingheng frowned, and looking at the redness on Cheng Yi'an's face, it seemed that it was really not that natural.
Like drug control, not estrus.
Before Cheng Yi'an could answer, someone called from behind: "Young Master Nan!"
Nan Jingheng turned around and saw the general manager coming over with several waiters.
"This is the room you want." The general manager said, handing over the room card with his own hand.
Nan Jingheng held Cheng Yi'an in one hand, took it and let it go with the other hand, and asked: "How is that person in 9012?"
"We've called the doctor and the police," the general manager replied, carefully glancing at Nan Jingheng's lips.
There was blood on his lips, and his speech was not as clear as before, but it was not easy to detect.
But the blood stains on his lips were too obvious.
Involuntarily, the general manager cast his eyes on the woman in Nan Jingheng's arms.
Perhaps, it could only be called a girl.
This girl was too young for Nan Jingheng.
He was not wrong. He saw the blood on Cheng Yi'an's lips and couldn't help but wonder what the two of them had just done, so intensely.
But the general manager didn't dare to look at it more. He only glanced at it and quickly withdrew his gaze.
Nan Jingheng lowered his head and glanced at Cheng Yi'an in his arms. She was restless in his arms.
Her hands involuntarily grabbed his shirt, wrinkling his shirt.
She was still rubbing her cheek gently against his chest, and her hot breath penetrated his shirt and brushed against his skin.