Chapter 14 (1/2)

Ran demon just put it on and was picked up by Gu Yan.

She clenched her teeth and endured.

Her hand was held back by him, and she could not resist his rude revenge.

She wanted to be free, even if she fainted.

However, she failed to achieve her wish. Until the end of Gu Yan, her consciousness was still good.

Ran demon was pushed down on the bed by Gu Yan. She was so humiliated that she lay on the bed and didn't move.

Gu Yan looked at the ran demon whose mood was on the verge of collapse. He couldn't see her face. He could only see her smooth porcelain like back shaking and lying there like a dead fish.

Yes, that's it. Looking at her like a ghost, he smiled at the bottom of his cold eyes.

”Mrs. Jing, do you mind if I bring a friend over? A male friend.”

”What are you talking about?” ran demon Qiang got up from the bed with his weak body, and stood in front of Gu Yan without a wisp.

Because the meaning of his words made her feel terrible, she trembled violently as if she had fallen into an ice cellar.

”I thought you would like it.” Gu Yan smiled wildly.

”You bastard!” ran demon raised his hand and wanted to throw it on Gu Yan's face, but he couldn't be satisfied.

Gu Yan pinched ran demon Yang's wrist in the air, ”if you are still like a dead fish next time, I will do what I say.”

”You... You devil, what have I done to be sorry for you?”

”I want you to remember it yourself. If you can't remember it one day, I'll torture you one day. If you can't remember it all your life, I'll torture you all your life.”

After the words, Gu Yan threw away ran demon's hand, and ran demon fell back to the big bed again.

She didn't cry. She looked at Gu Yan coldly and went to the bathroom to take a bath.

Then she covered herself with a quilt and fell asleep.

Wake up again, it's already night.

The whole apartment was quiet. There was no one in the bedroom except her.

Ran demon got out of bed, went to the bathroom to wash himself, hesitated for a moment, and finally put on normal clothes.

Although desperate, uncomfortable, facing collapse, but the stomach will still be hungry.