Chapter 382 - Entangled Together Until Death (3) (2/2)

Well, she was once a reporter, it was natural for her to have a sense of righteousness in her bones.

“Brother Yi, call her over!”

Xiao Yi was about to refuse, when he saw Xia Yanran standing up and lifting Yi Fan, who had fallen off the sofa, back. Yi Fan was saying something and suddenly grasped Xia Yanran’s hand tightly in his.

Xiao Yi waved his hand at his subordinate, his expression darkening like a brewing storm. “Call that woman over.”

..

Xia Yanran did not expect for this group of men to play so crazily, instead of losing money, they were making women undress.

But to Xiao Yi, she was probably a hostess from a night club.

Looking at the side of his handsome face, Xia Yanran really could not understand. How could there be such a dark and dirty heart under such a good-looking body!

“Why, you’re afraid?” Xiao Yi raised his hand suddenly and pulled Xia Yanran onto his lap.

Xia Yanran was caught unaware and fell into his arms and she subconsciously wanted to stand up, but the man was faster, his fingertips touched the back of her neck, his thin lips close to her ears as he said in a low and cold voice, “If you’re willing to do what you didn’t want to do that night…”

“I don’t want to.” This jerk, beast and sc.u.m! He raped her and still wanted her to use her mouth to help him…

She would not say yes even if she died!

Xiao Yi’s handsome face darkened and he pinched her chin. “Well, the choice was yours. Don’t come and complain afterwards.” He looked at Wu Shao and said, “Let’s start.”

She did not know if Xiao Yi was unlucky or he was doing it on purpose. He kept on losing after the round started.

Xia Yanran’s T-s.h.i.+rt and shoes had been taken off. If he lost again, she would have to take off her skirt.

Xiao Yi looked at the woman standing beside him darkly. After taking off her T-s.h.i.+rt, she wore only a sports bra underneath, unlike the women opposite who were wearing s.e.xy lingerie. But her b.r.e.a.s.t.s which could be seen vaguely and the snow white skin exposed made his Adam’s apple bob vigorously and he felt a stifling heat.

Throwing out a tile, Wu Shao, who was sitting opposite laughed uproariously. “Brother Yi, I needed your tile. I win, seven pairs!”