Chapter 14 Sir, Our Daughter Has Been Kidnapped

Shen Qianshu's long legs were controlled under his palm, and she put her arms around his neck. The familiar male hormone breath was still strong and aggressive seven years later, awakening that bizarre memory.

The distance between the two of them was so close, and the cold fragrance on her body smelt the nostrils. Yeling thought countless times, what would he do if one day they met again, countless thoughts flashed through his mind, and even tied her up , to achieve the idea of ​​death, perverted and extreme.

Her petite body was firmly controlled by him, her legs were separated by his waist, her posture was ambiguous and awkward, Shen Qianshu looked at this handsome face that was a little bit sharp, and her heart turned back and forth.

She doesn't hate Yeling.

Especially after studying psychology.

She has always refused to admit that she studied psychology for Ye Ling.

She locked that memory.

Yeling gently caressed her thigh with one hand, the magical palm penetrated through the thin dress, scorching her skin, Shen Qianshu trembled slightly, with indescribable fear and guilt.

"These legs are indeed useful for something else." He meant something, his cold eyes were filled with deep desire, and Shen Qianshu suddenly remembered that during those years, he always liked to pillow on her legs, and also liked to touch her. Long legs, burning hot face.

"One night couple, one hundred days of grace, don't be so violent." Shen Qianshu showed a flattering smile cowardly.

One night couple?

Um?

very good!

"Before I break your leg, answer me a question, where is my daughter?" Yeling asked in a deep voice.

daughter?

What daughter?

Shen Qianshu was a little dazed for a moment, and there was a look of sadness in her eyes, but she quickly covered it up. She lowered her head slightly, the tip of the man's nose was almost touching her chin, and she could only see her trembling eyelashes and a piece of pure white skin , looks as well-behaved as a little white rabbit.

That small pink cherry mouth is close at hand, exuding a peach-like sweetness, which attracts people to commit crimes. Yeling's eyes dimmed slightly, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down. He wanted to cut off her slender neck, but was caught by her beauty. Fascinated by sex, he wanted to crush her under him.

She gently tugged at his skirt, the white shirt felt cold under her fingertips, Shen Qianshu looked heartbroken, "Sir, our daughter has been kidnapped, please save her."

In a small warehouse, two strong men were guarding the door, one strong man was guarding the room, and a little milk bag that looked like a pink jade was sitting obediently on the worn-out bed, with a pink and blue little milk bag next to it. bag. Xiao Naibao is about seven years old, with big smart eyes, curly long eyelashes, white and tender, small arms like lotus roots, and neat, soft short hair.

"Uncle, I'm hungry." He said softly, his eyes were pitiful, and he looked very bleak. The strong man clicked his tongue impatiently, took two packs of biscuits and threw them on the table, and the little milk bag looked at them. The biscuit on the table, he carefully tore open the biscuit, tears fell down when he cried, crying, "I miss Mommy."

A beautiful child is always distressing, especially this child who has been tied up for a long time, has always been well-behaved, obedient, and distressing.

"Don't cry, you can go home tonight."

The little milk bag looked at him tearfully, "Really?"

"real."

Little Naibao grimaced, "But I'm going to die."