41 Daddy, not the real dad

Jiang Lai felt that her heart was filled with something, making her heart sour and swollen, as if it was sour, but there was a little sweetness in the sourness, and the presence of this sweetness was so strong that she couldn't ignore it.

Jiang Lai looked at Chen Hean. She was sitting on the sofa, and Chen Hean was standing. In order for her to hear him clearly, or perhaps he deliberately wanted to make an intimate gesture, Chen Hean was half squatting so that her eyes could be on the same level with his eyes.

The look he gave her was light, peaceful, and even a little calm. There was no shyness in confession, no discomfort in telling his heart, and no worry that she would not forgive him.

Jiang Lai realized one thing at this time. How their relationship was was just a superficial issue. The real problem was that Chen Hean always habitually regarded himself as a superior in this relationship.

Jiang Lai was a little conflicted. If it was a game, or a hobby, she actually liked Shen He'an's vague desire for control. She felt that Shen He'an was full of sexual tension, and she really couldn't resist this face.

But probably because she doubted the extent to which Shen He'an liked her, Shen He'an's calm attitude would make her feel uneasy and even disgusted.

Jiang Lai understood in an instant that she just felt that Shen He'an didn't love her enough. She was happy to cause all kinds of trouble for Shen He'an. On the one hand, it was because she was naturally jumpy, and more importantly, she wanted to see Shen He'an's emotions fluctuate because of her, and even get angry and lose her mind, in order to verify the existence of love. Is

Shen He'an not good to her? The answer is no. Shen He'an is very good to her, otherwise he wouldn't run around for her on such a night.

But Jiang Lai felt it was not enough. She wanted him to worry about her gains and losses, to stay awake all night because of her like or dislike, and to turn him into a young boy... This is the kind of love Jiang Lai wants.

Isn't love supposed to be like this? Romantic, grand, and vigorous.

Instead of being arrogant even though he was pouring out his heart to her. Even when he heard her say that she didn't forgive him, he could still remain gentle and whispered to her what she could do to forgive him.

"I will never forgive you." Jiang Lai looked at him viciously, her eyes were red because she had just cried and was emotional. She was provoked to start talking angrily again, and her tone was even a little vicious: "I hate your eyes the most!" Shen

Hean was slightly stunned, and frowned slightly as if she didn't understand: "What kind of eyes?"

Jiang Lai was aroused by the real confusion in his words. She sneered, like a hedgehog with all its thorns erected, and her tone became extremely sharp: "Aren't you afraid? Afraid that I will like someone else... or if I am drugged tonight and rescued by some handsome guy, I will treat it as a romantic encounter..."

"Xiaoman!" Shen Hean interrupted her harshly, his sun trembling with anger because of Jiang Lai, his eyes were gloomy and serious, and scary: "Who told you that you can talk like this? You can say anything now, right?"

"Don't call me Xiaoman!" Jiang Lai became even more excited because of Shen He'an's attitude of teaching her a lesson. Her tone was full of hatred as if Shen He'an was her enemy: "What's wrong with what I said? I just said the truth. Do you think I really don't like others? Ah!"

Jiang Lai's words were interrupted by a scream, because Shen He'an pressed her into his arms by the waist and slapped her on the buttocks twice.

The blue veins on her arms were raised, and the two slaps were almost full of strength. The sharp pain spread from the tip of her buttocks in an instant. Jiang Lai's buttocks and face shrank into a ball in pain, and her head subconsciously arched into Shen He'an's arms.

"Jiang Lai, I'm warning you." Shen He'an's tone was heavy, as if he was on the verge of losing his mind because of her: "I'm already very angry tonight. I've told you many times not to go to the bar, and even if you go, you must pay attention to safety. Did you listen? What did you do?" Shen

He'an took a deep breath and tried to suppress the anger in his chest to no avail. All the anger he had felt all night because of Jiang Lai poured out at this moment: "If I hadn't arrived in time, do you know what the consequences would be? There were so many people and it was so chaotic there, who knows what would happen? If..." Shen

He'an stopped talking in time. He didn't even want to say a hypothesis. He took another deep breath, trying to calm his excessive emotions, but the next second he was provoked by Jiang Lai's angry words and became even more angry: "Whatever happens, it's none of your business. Even if I have an accident, it's none of your business-"

"Okay, very good." Shen He'an laughed in anger, and calmed down when he was extremely angry: "I think it's just that I haven't taught you a lesson for too long."

"Try to touch me!" Jiang Lai glared at Shen He'an, and stretched her neck in a bluffing manner. The next second, her slender neck was grabbed by Shen He'an, and Jiang Lai was lifted up from the sofa by Shen He'an's buttocks, just like a cat being lifted by the neck.

Jiang Lai screamed and kicked her legs wildly in Shen He'an's hands. After struggling in vain, she used her teeth to bite Shen He'an's tiger's mouth. She bit her teeth until they were sore, but Shen He'an didn't react. He still had a gloomy face and half-carried and half-carried her into the bedroom, and then threw her on the bed in the bedroom.

In fact, Chen He'an's action of putting her on the bed was quite gentle, but Jiang Lai was sure that Chen He'an was throwing her down, so she sat on the bed and shouted loudly: "You hurt me! You made me dizzy!" Chen He'an

did not respond, but quickly opened the drawer and took out a black thing from it. Before Jiang Lai could see clearly, her two hands had been grabbed by Chen He'an and put together, and then black straps were locked on her wrists.

When her wrists were restrained, Jiang Lai finally realized the danger. She didn't want to lose face and continued to raise her voice, but she couldn't help stumbling when she spoke: "What is this? What is this thing... What do you want to do!"

A hand slid across her waist, and the fingertips with thin calluses brushed across the delicate skin of her waist. Jiang Lai couldn't help but shudder. The next second, her pants and underwear were pulled down by the big hand with blue veins on the back.

The rough fabric of the jeans brushed across Jiang Lai's thighs, and it felt a little painful and a little numb. Jiang Lai shrank back to the head of the bed in a cowardly manner, but was dragged back by her ankles.

Jiang Lai watched helplessly as black straps were tied around her ankles, and they were tied separately. Chen He'an only needs to use a little strength to completely subdue her, and his face is so gloomy that it seems like ink can drip. Jiang Lai dodged her eyes and said half begging and half commanding: "I, I don't like this, don't tie me up like this! I don't like it!"

"I asked the people who came to clean to prepare the things." This time, Chen He'an explained clearly before Jiang Lai misunderstood: "I knew I would definitely teach you a lesson in the next few days. You have been so arrogant."

"Also, you just asked what it was about me." Chen He'an stared into Jiang Lai's eyes, his eyes were so deep and gloomy that Jiang Lai felt as if the back of her neck was cold: "What did you call me, have you forgotten? As long as it's your business, I have the right to intervene."

Jiang Lai wanted to curse Chen He'an as a psychopath. She called him daddy in a playful way in bed. Did he really think he was her father? And he has the right to intervene as long as it's her business...

Jiang Lai's words came to her lips, but she swallowed them back after seeing Chen He'an's face that was obviously not easy to mess with.

The window was not closed tightly, leaving a gap, and the wind blew in and brushed against her body. Jiang Lai felt the chill and uneasily pressed her legs together.

"Spread apart." Shen He'an said in a deep voice.

Jiang Lai refused, and she reiterated again: "I don't want this!"

Shen He'an took something out of the drawer again. This time Jiang Lai saw it clearly. It was a thin rod, and the length of the rod was just the length that her legs could be spread apart.

Jiang Lai had never played these games with Shen He'an before. Although it was somewhat related in nature, their usual love affairs could be considered traditional. It's just that Jiang Lai is "well-read", so naturally she knows what this thing is.

Jiang Lai was really scared this time. Even without this thing, Shen He'an could make her feel itchy all over her body, let alone this thing that could restrain her?

Jiang Lai persuaded herself that a man who knows the current situation is a hero, and then immediately said in a timely manner: "Let's talk nicely. I won't say angry words

anymore. I can talk to you nicely..." "We'll talk about communication later." Shen He'an's tone was unquestionable: "Let's settle your accounts first, especially tonight."

"Separate." The man swept his eyes across her legs with a gloomy face.

Jiang Lai covered her legs with her bound hands and stuttered: "I don't want it..."

So her wrists were forcibly pulled up, and her legs were separated by the knees squeezed in, and then they could never be closed again.

Facing the unknown danger, Jiang Lai was timid and afraid, and called Shen He'an in a soft voice: "Daddy, I don't want this, I know I was wrong, I can talk nicely..."

"You know you didn't talk nicely just now, right?" Shen He'an asked her.

Jiang Lai pretended to be aggrieved and nodded slightly. The next second, a slap came up, but the slap was not heavy because it was not on the buttocks. Jiang Lai screamed in shock and subconsciously tried to close her t, but was held by the pole again.

It hurt and itched, and of course the most important thing was fear. Jiang Lai finally couldn't hold it anymore and pursed her lips, crying in her tone: "Don't..."

So pitiful, just a slap, but she shrank everywhere, her little face wrinkled into a ball, especially the place where she was slapped.

Shen Hean looked at her gloomily, his anger still across his chest, but his heart softened first.