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Zhao Molan rejected Qiao Zihao in horror.
Men have the wildness to conquer.
The more you reject him, the more excited he will be.
If you move around like a dead fish, he will find it boring after a few times.
Naturally, I have no interest at all.
But at this time, Zhao Molan's instinct was to resist.
In addition, she has strawberry marks all over her body.
Even more guilty, he didn't want Qiao Zihao to see it.
The more she refused, Qiao Zihao wanted to catch this prey like a hunter.
Whether he likes it or not, he wants to catch her.
"Ah, Qiao Zihao, you bastard, you are not allowed to touch me." Zhao Molan roared.
Even Biaozi who was standing outside heard it.
Qiao Zihao stopped suddenly, staring at Zhao Molan with scarlet eyes.
Panting heavily, he said after a while: "Why? You still have to guard for him, labor and management will have to deal with you today."
Now there is not even a little tenderness left.
Just tearing it off, Zhao Molan's silk pajamas were torn.
What caught Qiao Zihao's eyes was not pure white and flawless skin.
Instead, there are ambiguous red marks one by one.
Don't tell him, this is a bag bitten by mosquitoes.
The anger burned slowly in Qiao Zihao's eyes, burning all the way to his heart.
Zhao Molan's body froze. She knew he saw it.
But now she can't move a centimeter.
The anger in Qiao Zihao's heart became more and more intense.
"Zhao Molan, you are so fucking cheap." She slapped Zhao Molan across the face.
ah. Zhao Molan felt her face burning hot.
There is fishy sweet blood flowing from the corner of the mouth.
Ears were beaten so loudly.
Qiao Zihao was crackling and cursing something, but she couldn't hear it.
Tinnitus, dizziness.
It took Zhao Molan a while to hear it.
"Is that You Minghua?" Qiao Zihao said while pinching her neck.
Zhao Molan smiled, her face was red and swollen, and the corner of her mouth was bleeding.
The appearance of smiling is somewhat different and bleak.
"Guess." His neck was strangled, and he felt like he was about to suffocate.
"Say, who is it?" Qiao Zihao strangled her neck desperately.
Zhao Molan's face turned blue.
"I just give it to anyone, not you." Zhao Molan said with difficulty.
His eyes are already rolling.
Suddenly Biaozi rushed in and pulled Qiao Zihao away.
Seeing Zhao Molan's disheveled appearance, he immediately took off his coat and covered Zhao Molan's body.
"Do you want to strangle her to death?" Biaozi grabbed Qiao Zihao's shoulders with both hands.
Qiao Zihao was so angry that he lost his mind.
She was actually with another man under his nose.
He can not fire.
"Go away." Qiao Zihao waved Biaozi away.
"Brother Hao, calm down, you will strangle her to death." Biaozi looked at Zhao Molan's swollen face.
The face of being pinched turned purple.
"Who do you say?" Qiao Zihao's eyes were bloodshot, as if possessed.
It was like strangling Zhao Molan to death.
Zhao Molan kept her mouth shut and said nothing.
She couldn't see it, and she knew what Qiao Zihao's expression was like now.
How angry.
But she is happy.
Her first time can't be left to such scum.
The neck feels like it would be cut off.
It feels like the world has no air.
Zhao Molan felt as if he was going to die in the next second.
In a trance. There was that dream in my mind.
That dream has always had a sad breath lingering in her heart.
Such a sad dream.
The man said hoarsely, "Zhao Molan don't go."
It's just that this time she still didn't see who he was.
Closing her eyes, Zhao Molan's struggling hands stopped.
She couldn't hear what Biaozi said to Qiao Zihao. Ear Weng Weng.
Before losing consciousness.??Qiao Zihao's voice was a little cold.
His heart was also a little cold.
It never occurred to her that her good brother would actually help Zhao Molan meet another man.
In the past, he couldn't take care of it, after all, he was the one who took care of Zhao Molan.
Zhao Molan lived in the apartment and was not allowed to go out.
She didn't have a key to the new lock either.
And there was Biaozi watching. Zhao Molan could even have a tryst with that bastard.
There is only one possibility, the convenience given by Biaozi.
"Brother, I'm sorry for you. She is pregnant with my child now. Let me take care of her. I will take her out of here and promise not to appear in front of you again."
Biaozi spoke sincerely.
Qiao Zihao sneered.
"Biaozi, we have been brothers for so many years, do you think I am a fool. Your child, um." Qiao Zihao's heart ached to the extreme.
But I didn't want You Minghua to know about having a child, so I lowered my voice.
Biaozi's heart skipped a beat.
The Adam's apple rolled up and down a few times, knowing that Qiao Zihao probably knew that he was not the one with Zhao Molan.
But he still wants
Take a gamble and say: "Brother, I'm sorry, please let me take care of their mother and daughter."
Bang, Qiao Zihao punched Biaozi on the jaw.
Biaozi took a few steps back after being beaten, blood dripped from the corner of his mouth.
He didn't fight back, holding back the pain, he raised his head and said: "She is innocent, she has lost her eyes, brother, let me take care of her, I promise that these people will not find her in my life."
"Biaozi, I didn't expect you to rush to wear such a big green hat."
Biaozi knew Qiao Zihao's temper.
It is difficult for this child to survive.
In the future, Zhao Molan's life may not be so easy.
"Brother, what are you going to do with the child?" Biaozi asked tentatively.
"What do you think?" Qiao Zihao asked coldly.
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