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The bright incandescent lamp was extinguished, and the red candle on the dining table was seen. She shimmered with a warm light from time to time, but tried to illuminate every corner of the room. Everything in the room was no longer so clear, dyed a hazy light red, and replaced with a confused mood. In the air, Jack Johnson sang "Mylittlegirl" softly, and my mood began to shake gracefully.

A soft, low voice came from his ear: "Let's go over for dinner." ”

I didn't expect him to cook such a full table of dishes, and all the dishes I cooked were on his side. Two glasses of crimson wine on the table, placed symmetrically. Thinking of the horrible way he looked after he got drunk last time, he gently pushed the glass to his side.

"I don't drink."

Yang An looked at me gently and persuaded with a smile: "Just drink a little." ”

I shook my head slightly, picked up the bowl and prepared to serve the rice.

Yang An pressed my hand and persuaded with persistence: "Don't spoil the atmosphere, just drink a little." ”

"Then it's better to drink a little." I emphasize only one point.

"Well, here ......"

He really only let me drink a little, ate the side dishes I made, and drank by myself. The look in his eyes became more and more misty. I started to worry if he was drunk.

"Almost don't drink it, I'll serve you some rice." Without his permission, I insisted on picking up the bowl and going to the kitchen to fill it with rice.

He grabbed my hand and took the rest of my wine and put it in my hand.

"Drink it." His words were slightly drunk.

"I can't drink anymore."

Yang An held my hand bowl tightly with one hand, and began to drink the glass of wine with the other. I could see that he was really drunk and tried hard to pull his hand away. I didn't want him to push me so hard that he pulled me on his lap. The hand holding the wine let go of the glass, held my mouth tight, and kissed me violently.

He forced my lips open, and the bitter red wine filled my mouth more and more. Because of my upturned face, the red wine began to flow into my throat, and suddenly my lips were sealed again, so I had to swallow the wine.

After succeeding, he kissed me even more intensely. I pushed hard, and as the tablecloth was torn off, there was a terrifying cracking sound that echoed through the air.

He seemed to sober up a little and slowly let go of me.

I ran upstairs and stood at the top of the stairs, not knowing where to hide......

In desperation, he hid in the study and locked the door of the study. With your back against the door, you silently recited: Don't come to me, don't force the door open with the key, don't do that to me again......

After pushing and running, the alcohol began to attack my nerves. My head started to get dizzy. Sliding down from the door and sitting on the floor, powerlessly resisting the powerful thrust of the outer door.

Yang An, who squeezed up from the crack in the door, pressed me against the door with anger. His expression was less clear. The tone is still so cold and oozing.

"You hate being my woman so much? You're proactive with him, right? Isn't it? Isn't it very proactive! ”

looked at Yang An, who had lost his mind and looked like a demon. I shook my head helplessly. He went crazy and started pulling at my clothes.

The night in Beijing was cold to the bone, and the door that clinged to my back was like a piece of ice that could not be chiseled open, and I was drowned in the deep cold ice.

I began to scream as hard as I could: "Why! Why~ Why do this to me! Why is it you who do this to me! My heart aches! It hurts! ……”。