Late at night, Royal Park Hotel.

Inside the presidential suite, the mess snaws from the doorway to the edge of the bed. The woman's skirt was pitifully torn and thrown at the foot of the bed, followed by the man's shirt and trousers.

The cold moonlight quietly shines on the beautiful spring color of this room.

The girl's suppressed scream broke the silence of the night.

The pain under his body seemed to be torn, and Song Tiantian frowned tightly, and layers of thin sweat oozed from his forehead and the tip of his nose.

"Pain, Qin Lang, don't ......" She was confused, and she had no ability to distinguish at all, just reflexively muttered and begged for mercy.

Who knows, the man who pressed on her completely exploded because of these two words, and suddenly, once again penetrated her......

Her nails were crushing at the man's strong arm, because it was too painful, she was a little out of control, suddenly, she stubbornly raised her head, opened her mouth, and bit the man's chest with a vengeance......

The night is still very long.

I don't know how long she fell asleep, Song Tiantian's consciousness gradually returned, she felt that there was no place in her body that was not painful, she rubbed her temples, slowly opened her eyes, and what greeted her was a darkness.

She stretched out her hand and fumbled wildly, her fingertips touched the lamp next to the bed, and she followed the switch and pressed it hard.

She sat up from the bed with difficulty, the quilt slid down to her waist, and suddenly there was a chill on her body, as if she was frightened, she lowered her head suddenly, only to find that she was not an inch, and her delicate porcelain skin was covered with ambiguous traces of different shades......

Song Tiantian seemed to have suffered a thunderbolt from the sky, his mind was chaotic, and his breathing was stagnant.

Last night, it was the 50th anniversary of the Shengtang Group, and her stepmother, who had always been reluctant to take her to public occasions, brought her beautifully dressed this time for the first time, Song Tiantian was reluctant to come, but when she thought that Qin Lang would also attend, she didn't hesitate anymore and responded.

Qin Lang is her neighbor, the childhood sweetheart who grew up with her, and the male god she has had a crush on for many years.

If last night ......

At the moment when she shook her head, the mobile phone placed next to the pillow suddenly vibrate, and Song Tiantian withdrew from her thoughts of 'last night', took the mobile phone, and took a look.

It was a call from her stepmother, Zhou Jingfang.

Song Tiantian hesitated for a few seconds, but still connected the phone, a series of sharp scolding seemed to be able to cut her eardrum, and she subconsciously put the phone away from herself.

"Song Tiantian, where did you die last night? Today is your sister's 20th birthday party, hurry up and get back to me, I don't know the severity of the stinky girl! ”

"Got it." Song Tiantian responded coldly, and directly swiped the screen to hang up the phone.

She patted her crimson cheeks to calm herself down for a while, and then lifted the quilt, lifted her legs and got out of bed, only one foot hit the ground, and the soreness between her legs made her stumble and kneel directly on the soft Persian carpet......

Last night, even though Song was confused, she could still feel the unprecedented madness.

Suddenly, a moment of panic flashed in her heart, but she didn't know what she was afraid of.