After the divorce, my ex’s brother became very possessive of me.

Chapter 148 Asking for help

Nian Zhi backed away in fear, but Ye Jinglan quickly reached out and pulled her back. With such a big bed and such a big room, she had almost nowhere to hide. She was so scared that tears kept falling. She was really scared. .

He stretched out his legs and kicked the man desperately, "...don't...don't do this...Ye Jinglan, you gangster...if you do this...I will definitely...definitely sue you."

"Sue me?" He seemed to have heard some big joke. He had already stretched out his hand and pressed it on her lower abdomen. He raised the corner of his mouth and said, "What are you suing me for? Marital rape?"

"...No, there are many women out there. Why don't you let me go? Let me go - let me go."

"Am I dirty? That's right, you are clean." Ye Jinglan nodded, stretched out his hand and picked up the hem of her clothes. Nian Zhi wore two pieces of clothes today, he picked up one, and there was another one inside. He didn't Anxiously, he raised his long fingers to one side and slowly stretched them in. His slightly cool fingers touched her skin, which was soft and smooth, Bai Xi.

He raised his neck slightly, with a look of enjoyment on his face, "You were a virgin when you married me, right? The old man should have investigated your background. If you weren't a virgin, he probably wouldn't have forced it on me. It's been 5 years. , it is indeed my fault for letting you stay alone in the empty room, now I will make up for it, Nian Zhi, don't worry, as long as you are clean, I will be gentler."

"Don't... don't... I don't want... Ye Jinglan, don't make me hate you - go away, go away -"

Nian Zhi was frightened. She could see that Ye Jinglan had really made up his mind. She felt his hands reaching out more and more unscrupulously, and the hairs all over her body stood up.

——That’s a completely different feeling.

Song Wenjing had also touched her body like this. Maybe he didn't know what the so-called "feeling" was before. But now, she can tell the difference clearly.

That's a completely different feeling.

Even if she didn't want to admit it, she couldn't deceive her heart. She didn't seem to be so disgusted by Song Wenjing's smell, his temperature, and his touch.

"Hate me? Do you think I will beg you to love me?" Ye Jinglan disagreed. He held her disobedient ankle, pulled her into his arms, and untied his belt with one hand.

Seeing that the situation was getting worse, Nian Zhi took advantage of the moment when he lowered his head to take off his belt, and suddenly struggled out a foot and kicked him hard in the crotch...

Ye Jinglan was unprepared and was kicked hard by her, which happened to be the most sensitive part of her body.

His handsome face was twisted in pain, he frowned, stretched out his hand to cover something, his eyes were scarlet, almost murderous, "Nian Zhi!"

Nian Zhi could not care about so much. She only noticed that Ye Jinglan's restraint on her was too weak. She ignored the pain in her wrist and jumped out of bed. Her clothes were loose and not properly put on. He ran towards the bedroom door in a panic.

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Ye Jinglan didn't expect that this woman would be so cruel. The kick just now was so severe that he knelt on the bed in embarrassment. He finally took a breath and turned around, only to find that she had already ran to the bedroom door and opened it. The door, petite body, quickly rushed out of the room.

Ye Jinglan's originally gloomy complexion turned even darker. Cursing softly, he simply pulled off the half-untied belt, threw it on the floor, and stalked out after him.

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Song Wenjing hung up her mother's call and glanced at the car seat. Sure enough, the woman had left.

He locked the car and stood in the yard smoking a cigarette before entering the house.

He knew that Ye Lingjun had gone to England today and there should be no one at home. Sure enough, even the servants had gone to rest early.

Song Wenjing didn't think much and walked directly to the stairs. As soon as she reached the corner, she suddenly heard a loud bang from somewhere on the second floor.

He frowned and paused. His room was on the second floor. Naturally, he looked in that direction and saw the woman running in a panic from the other end of the corridor.

Song Wenjing's eyes darkened, her tall body did not move, she only looked at the woman running over from the other side.

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As soon as Nian Zhi ran out of the room, she saw Song Wenjing standing at the other end of the corridor. She had no room for thinking. She only knew that she had to escape from Ye Jinglan's clutches. She didn't know who else could help her, but as soon as she saw Song Wenjing's feeling, she felt in a daze——

She crawled out of the eighteenth level of hell. Before the light could even cover her body, the man standing at the farthest end...

It was as if there was a scorching, warm light on his body, flickering, attracting her to always want to get closer, because it was clear that perhaps catching this light could help her escape from the predicament.

Even if it was only temporary, she still wanted to catch it selfishly.

A certain sentence quickly flashed through her ears——

"Men are born to solve problems, not leave them to a woman..."

"There will be many things in the future. If you can think of me every time, turn around and take a look. I have always stretched out my hand to you..."

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Nian Zhi bit her lip and stopped thinking about it. She ran in front of Song Wenjing and grabbed the shirt at his waist. With her petite body, she slid into his arms with a deep dependence and trust. All she could think of was A thought——

Song Wenjing, help me, help me...

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"Nian Zhi, you——"

Ye Jinglan had just chased him out and saw this scene from a distance.

The woman's soft hands were tightly holding the tall and straight man's waist, and the man, seemingly natural, held the woman in his arms with a very subtle possessiveness.

A warm light enveloped the top of his head, hitting the man's deep and handsome features, which were exquisite and beautiful.

But Ye Jinglan really felt it was dazzling.

"Let her go."

He pointed at Song Wenjing, his eyes were fierce, and the flames beating inside made him almost want to burn the person alive.

Song Wenjing raised her eyebrows leisurely and lowered her eyes to look at the woman in her arms. In fact, the two of them still kept a certain distance. Her little hands were tugging on her shirt, but the woman didn't rush in.

But the trembling body made his eyes darken again.