novelraw Chapter 117
Chapter 117
Xun Mochen turned his head and looked at the vast night, his eyes pierced through nothingness, flickering with restlessness.
He told the driver to stop and got off.
The driver was puzzled and waited on the sidelines.
Once Su Qianmian got into an awkward relationship with him, and she wanted to walk to the countryside in the rain.
But he had no idea what was wrong with her.
The wide bluestone street, white walls and black tiles, is misty and hazy.The two of them stood in the middle of the road, their eyes wide open, as if they would be washed away by the rainstorm in the next moment.
Xun Mochen felt a strong uneasiness in his heart.
He paid the bill, turned and walked into the darkness.
The driver poked his head out of the car window, speaking with a Californian accent, and yelled at him: "The hotel in the middle of the street you are going to is coming soon! The old commercial district is in front of it, it's very chaotic!"
But Xun Mochen ignored him at all and strode forward.
Su Qianmian smiled blankly.
It was the first time she slept with him in the same bed. On the second day, Xun Mochen had big dark circles under his eyes. Under her puzzled eyes, his face blushed slightly, and he complained angrily that she had not slept honestly.
Su Qianmian stepped out of the small space of the phone booth, looked at the lights twinkling like stars, and felt that her heart was full of confidence and strength.
"Hi~ Do you need any service? Both men and women are available~~" A greasy-faced boy leaned against the entrance of a certain house in the alley, holding a nearly smoldering cigarette in his hand.
Xun Mochen's straight suit pants and leather shoes walked through the silted water in the alley, ignoring them at all.
Someone patted Su Qianmian on the shoulder, and Su Qianmian screamed out.
When she saw who was behind her, her face turned green.
It was Zhang Yingzu who was chasing Xun Mochen when he came back from Taixian Lake.
Zhang Yingzu laughed, making Su Qianmian goosebumps all over.
With Xun Mochen's character, shouldn't he have been dealt with long ago?Could it be that he escaped here?It makes sense.Then he must have suffered a lot from Xun Mochen, and he must hate Xun Mochen to death...
If the enemy does not move, I will not move.Su Qianmian waited quietly for Zhang Yingzu's plan.She had seen Zhang Yingzu's madness and cruelty before.
Zhang Yingzu suddenly stared at her neck and stopped moving.
Su Qianmian's heart tightened: He wouldn't want to be robbed, would he?
Su Qianmian slowly raised her hand and tightened her neckline.
Zhang Yingzu went forward, quickly reached out to her neck, grabbed the jade she was wearing around her neck, and pulled it towards him, a red mark immediately appeared on Su Qianmian's neck.
"Where did you come from?" Zhang Yingzu asked eagerly.
Su Qianmian realized the importance of Ciyu and began to deal with him.
"I warn you that it's best to let go, and don't beg me when the time comes."
Zhang Yingzu laughed again: "Whoever has this piece of jade, the brothers on the road have to avoid it."
He gave it away, obviously just to judge the authenticity of the jade.Presumably no one would dare to counterfeit the old man's token.
Zhang Yingzu narrowed his triangular eyes similar to his elder brother Zhang Ying's, and said: "Actually, I didn't intend to hurt you, on the contrary, I came to help you."
Su Qianmian thanked Bumin: "No matter what kind of help, I will thank you in advance. But I am doing well."
Looking at Su Qianmian's back, Zhang Yingzu was determined to win, and said in a sharp voice: "Don't you want to know about Su Yuanqing?"
Su Qianmian was shocked for a while, but then calmed down.
"Do not want to."
But Zhang Yingzu didn't want to let go of such a good opportunity.He blocked Su Qianmian's way, he was gasping, although the corners of his mouth were raised, his eyes were full of sinister tone: "I have something I want to ask Miss Su to help."
Su Qianmian refused and wanted to leave, but Zhang Yingzu grabbed her wrist.
Su Qianmian called for help loudly, but the strength gap between the two sides was too great, and she was dragged into the alley with two or three strokes.
Zhang Yingzu quickly took out his pistol and pressed it against Su Qianmian's temple.
The hard texture of the metal was icy and cool, and Su Qianmian's blood instantly cooled down.
Zhang Yingzu's voice was like a drake whose neck was pinched, and he laughed quackily.
"You pampered guys, how do you know that it's not easy to be in the underworld? Are you so scared that you want to pee your pants? Hahahaha!" His eyes became more sinister: "My brother is only helping him with errands, he Xun Mochen will Crossing the river and demolishing the bridge? My brother's whole family was destroyed by him, and the youngest daughter had to sell it to make a living." Zhang Yingzu's speech became faster and faster, and he became uncontrollably agitated, his arms strangled Su Qianmian and coughed.
"Why! You are all fucking sluts!"
Su Qianmian was out of breath: "I, Xun Mochen and I, it's okay now."
"In order to survive, I don't even want my own man? What about the love between the husband and wife in Taixian Lake?" Zhang Yingzu grabbed Su Qianmian's hair that had just found his neck, and Su Qianmian had to look up.
"You've been in California for too long, and you don't know Lin Cheng... You can check it out... I have nothing to do with him... You, you can't use me, but you will anger the Shen family. Why bother?"
Zhang Yingzu had some doubts, "Did you already know that the one who framed Su Yuanqing was..."
Before he finished speaking, his pupils suddenly dilated, and they pressed softly on Su Qianmian's body.
"Who is it?" Su Qianmian asked.
Gently trembling, with a voice suppressed by strong emotions, it curled up in the narrow black alley and dissipated in the bright starry sky.
But Zhang Yingzu didn't respond at all, she pushed, Zhang Yingzu fell to the ground, there was no wound on his body, but he seemed to be dead.
Then, Xun Mochen's obscure face appeared from behind.
Xun Mochen strode over, pulled Su Qianmian into his arms, and hugged her tightly.
Qianqian, my shallow...
Su Qianmian trembled and clenched her hands tightly, trying to keep herself calm.
"Is he still alive?"
Xun Mochen didn't speak, but rested his chin on the top of her head, sniffing deeply at her breath.
Then he suddenly lowered his head, held her face in his hands, and kissed her hard.
Not allowing any discussion and retreating, he pried open her white teeth, greedily sucking her lips, her tongue, and the strong and hot panting sprayed on her cheeks, burning her nerves.
The depressive thoughts came overwhelmingly, the familiar smell, the insane sense of touch, Su Qianmian's eyes were a little hazy, and her eyelashes trembled slightly.
Xun Mochen clasped her waist to bring her into his arms, and plundered wildly in her mouth. His scorching hands penetrated deep into her back, and his callused fingers stroked her smooth back. Soft, intense desire for her.
She didn't know that his touch was already so thrilling.
Xun Mochen hugged her thighs with both hands, and instantly pushed her against the wall.
Afraid of falling, Su Qianmian hooked his legs around his waist, hugged his neck, panting heavily.
The erection was already thick, but under Su Qianmian's delicate/panting slightly, it swelled up a circle, jumping chugs, and touching her private place.
Su Qianmian's mind was in chaos, and the only thing that could keep her clear was Zhang Yingzu who was lying on the ground.
"He, how is he?"
Xun Mochen moved forward violently, and Su Qianmian took a sudden breath. This feeling of not being able to enter through the material of the clothes, the nervousness, excitement, shame, and unspeakable expectation that someone might bump into him in the next second , let Su Qianmian be distracted.
But she still insisted: "He, is he dead?"
Xun Mochen eagerly wanted to enter her, Su Qianmian supported his chest with both hands: "I can't..."
Xun Mochen buried his face in Su Qianmian's shoulder, took a few deep breaths, put Su Qianmian down, helped her tighten her neckline, straightened her broken hair, and then held her hand with a low and hoarse voice, like an affectionate song Cello: "Let's find a hotel and continue."
The forgetfulness just now made Su Qianmian blush, and her eyes seemed to be filled with water, full of charm.
Xun Mochen unconsciously lowered his head and pecked the corner of her lips again.
Su Qianmian turned to look at Zhang Yingzu who was lying on the ground.
Xun Mochen pulled her over: "He's fine."
Xun Mochen didn't explain any more, these three words were already the limit he gave.Although Su Qianmian had too many questions, she knew that now was not the time to ask.Similarly, she was also very anxious.