One of his hands was attached to that plump part, kneading it constantly. With the other hand, he grabbed her hand and intertwined their fingers.

"are you ready……"

As soon as he finished speaking, he thrust his lower body hard and squeezed into her body. With both hands, he held her wrists domineeringly and thrust against her fiercely.

She clutched the bed sheets with both hands and bit her lower lip to prevent herself from moaning.

"Call me out, be good..." He said seductively with that charming voice.

"Ah~~Don't..." Her voice was almost squeezed out from the gap between her lips.

He curled his thin lips and sped up his movements.

"Ah~~~~"

"Hmm~~~~~"

"Hmm~~~~~"

She could no longer restrain her rationality, and her moans became louder and louder.

"Crack..." The door was slowly pushed open, and the whole room turned from darkness to light. The man and woman, who were immersed in orgasm, looked at Qiao Moli, who had her hand fixed on the switch at the door.

"Get out!" He ordered coldly, his sharp sword-like gaze directed at Qiao Moli, as if he wanted to pierce her, but the movement beneath him did not stop.

Qiao Weiwei hooked her hands around Liang Bo's neck, raised her chin slightly, and had a proud smile on her lips...

Qiao Weiwei knows that Qiao Moli must be in a bad mood when she sees the person she likes sleeping with her on the bed.

Looking at Qiao Moli's pale and lost face, she suddenly felt a sense of pleasure in her heart...

Things reincarnate and retribution comes.

It wouldn’t be a bad idea for Chen Bihua’s daughter to have a taste of the pain that Chen Bihua inflicted on her mother...

"Bang..." The next second, Qiao Moli closed the door in a panic and disappeared from the sight of the two of them.

"Come on, let's continue..." She smiled charmingly and tightened her grip on his neck again.

With the bright light, she finally saw his alluring face clearly.

"Hmm~~~~~"

"Ah~~~~~"

Her voice became louder and louder as his movements intensified.

It's rare for Liangbo to see her so enthusiastic, natural, and even harder working.

Outside the door, Qiao Moli pressed against the cold wall, listening to Qiao Weiwei's strenuous screams inside the wall, her hands clenched into fists involuntarily, and her long sapphire blue nails dug deeply into her palms.

She hated it so much that if it weren't for Qiao Weiwei, she would be the one with Liangbo now.

It should be her who is turning around and clenching her body under Liang Bo now.

-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*

next day

The slight pain on her forehead made Qiao Weiwei wake up.

Opening her eyes, she found that Liang Bo was leaning sideways, gently stroking the purple spot where Chen Bihua had hit her with a spoon.

Originally, there were no traces last night, but this morning, there was a purple swollen patch on that smooth forehead.

"Ah...it hurts." She frowned and complained.

"How did you do it? Did you touch it accidentally? Or was it hit by someone?" The movements of his hands were obviously more gentle.

"Chen Bihua...but...I also beat her later. I even hit her face with rice and a bowl!" Thinking of the moment when she beat Chen Bihua last night, Qiao Weiwei felt even better, and she was in high spirits.

The narrator's own great achievements.

"Good fight, why don't you hit her more?" He said lightly, his eyes showing his appreciation for Qiao Weiwei.

This is what he likes about this woman. He will never hide his love or hate, and he must avenge himself.

"Pfft... You are more cruel. My blow was enough for her." She turned sideways, hooked her arms around his neck, and smiled.

He turned over, pressed her under him and said, "Take care of yourself, let's go back to Dream Garden."

"Isn't your mother back? I don't want to go there."

"Then, go to my apartment. Kiss me good morning." His tone refused.

The next second, his hot and scorching lips pressed down, blocking all her words...

After a long time, he let go of her, both of them panting.

"If I hadn't considered that last night was too intense and I was worried that you wouldn't be able to bear the bleeding anymore, I would have penetrated you without hesitation..." He pressed her, his strong chest muscles squeezing her tenderness.

"I'm going to take a shower..."

"Together……"

-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*

"Hey, Xiaonian, send me a set of clothes to Qiao's house."

After taking a shower, Liang Bo, with a bath towel around his waist, sat on the soft big bed, supporting the bed with his hands, looking with interest at Qiao Weiwei opposite, who was applying makeup and powder in front of the huge full-length mirror.

Wearing a sapphire blue long-sleeved miniskirt, her skin became whiter and smoother, and the tight and slim design that hugged her hips perfectly highlighted her beautiful figure.

His hot eyes kept moving on her thighs, becoming hotter by little.

Through the mirror, she saw his malicious eyes, rolled her eyes at him, and quickly put on eyeliner.

He stood up slowly, walked towards her with elegant and slender steps, hugged her from behind, and rested his chin on her shoulder.

"What are you doing?" At this moment, she had just finished applying eyeliner, threw the eyeliner on the dressing table, held his two wrists around her waist, and said.

"Just hugging you..." His chin kept rubbing her shoulders, and his hot breath sprayed on her earlobes.

"We agreed not to do it this morning. That's what you said."

"Who said I would do it..." He opened his mouth and bit her earlobe, saying ambiguously.

Qiao Weiwei continued to apply the lip gloss evenly with her hands...

His hands restlessly kneaded and squeezed the soft spot on her chest.

After confirming that the makeup was exquisite, Qiao Weiwei turned around, stood on tiptoes, hooked her arms around his neck, and said: "Qiao's shares, you..."

"As long as you behave, I can transfer all of that to your name today."

"You are using your financial resources to force me to submit." She complained, looking up at him.

"So what...do you have any objections?"

Who dares to have an opinion against him, ha...

"Dong dong dong..." A gentle knock on the door interrupted the conversation between the two people.

Qiao Weiwei let go of Liang Bo and said, "Please come in."

The door opened slowly, and outside, Xiaonian, holding a bag with the Armani logo, walked in respectfully, nodded to Qiao Weiwei, and said, "Miss Qiao."

Then, he handed the bag in his hand to Liang Bo's hands and said, "Master Bo, I bought you the clothes you want."

"Well... ok, you can go."

"yes!"

After Xiaonian left, Liangbo put on the black shirt bought by Xiaonian and the black suit of Armani. He led Qiao Weiwei and dragged Qiao Weiwei's suitcase downstairs.

Downstairs, sunlight filled the entire hall, and soft music floated in the air.

Chen Bihua was sitting in front of the TV, practicing yoga with the TV. When she saw Liang Bo, she stopped and sat on the ground, saying: "Liang Bo, you are leaving now, why don't you stay for breakfast?"

"No." Liang Bo's attitude was cold.

Regarding Chen Bihua's beating of Qiao Weiwei, he was already holding back his anger, so naturally he didn't give Chen Bihua a good look.

Chen Bihua watched the two of them leave and cursed in a low voice through gritted teeth: "Fox | raccoon | spirit."

After leaving the door, Qiao Weiwei and Liang Bo walked towards the dazzling black Bugatti Veyron at the door.

Qiao Weiwei got in the car first and sat in the passenger seat. Liang Bo put the suitcase in the back seat of the car, got in the car, and walked quickly towards his apartment.
Chapter completed!