Escaped Wife of a Tyrant CEO

Chapter 65

The moment the rope bounced, she was crying madly.

Qiu Li opened her hand and spoke indifferently, "Nuonuo, I remember you said you won't let me touch you."

Nuonuo felt like she was dying.

She hugged the man's waist tightly, "Ooooooo ..."

Qiu Li started to remove her fingertips, he loved when she depended on him, "Baby, let's talk about the conditions."

Nuonuo didn't know how much wind she swallowed. She was stiff all over, so scared that she was almost unable to think.

"Let me touch you."

She sobbed, and finally said a whole sentence, "Yes, I'm afraid, Qiu, Qiu Li ... woo woo, don't ..."

She fell again and the feeling of weightlessness and death came over for the second time.

"Say you love me," he went to push her hand on his waist.

Nuonuo gritted her teeth, and her cry was shattered by the mountain breeze.

When he was pushing off her last fingertips, Nuonuo finally said while sobbing, "I, I love you ..."

Suddenly, her waist tightened, and he used a lot of force to pull her back, holding her in his arms.

The next moment, Nuonuo felt hot lips on hers.

She couldn't think at all, and the man kissed her lips harder.

He stuck out his tongue.

She was forced to swallow everything he gave.

All this was too long, and every second was torment for her.

At the end, she was completely exhausted and felt like she was dying.

When the bouncing rope stopped, she heard his smiling and intimate tone, "Nuonuo, I love you too."

Love? Better to love a ghost!

If she was given a knife, she would have stabbed this jerk without hesitation.

When Nuonuo returned to the top of the mountain, and sat softly on the ground, she felt like vomiting.

Her hair was messy, her lips were rosy, and she looked like she had been ravaged by someone.

Chen Qian looked paler. Although she didn't know what they did under the cliff, when Qiu Li picked her up, the satisfied look on his face made her mad.

Chen Mao grabbed her, "Cici!"

Chen Qian hated it.

Nuonuo didn't know how long it took, she finally recovered some strength.

Without a word, she shivered. Her gauze started to slip a little bit.

Qiu Li frowned and coaxed her, "Don't move this, okay? It will hurt your eyes."

However, she was extremely stubborn and wanted to get rid of it. Qiu Li was afraid she would really hurt herself and reached out to help her, "I'll help."

The world was finally bright.

Nuonuo was uncomfortable with the sudden light.

Nuonuo finally saw where they were.

Under the blue sky and white clouds, in front of the flat and luxurious clubhouse, was a terrible cliff.

A place where rich people bungee jump.

There were several acquaintances in front of her.

Nuonuo shivered in rage for the first time. Qiu Li thought that she was still afraid, so he hugged her, and said softly, "Don't be afraid anymore, bungee jumping is very safe."

There were luxury open-air clubs, wine racks with red wine collection.

Nuonuo said hoarsely, "Take me me there." She glanced at the wine rack.

When Qiu Li heard that, he held her firmly and walked there.

Nuonuo held out her small white hand and took the bottle of red wine.

Her eyes still hurt, her bruises were swollen, and Qiu Li looked like he was punched in the heart.

Nuonuo asked him, "Is this expensive?"

"Not expensive."

"I want the most expensive."

Qiu Li looked at the waiter, who took a bottle of wine.

The gorgeous colors of red wine were particularly magnificent.

She held it in her hand, bent her lips, and smiled lightly.

For the first time, Qi Li watched her smile from so close. Whenever she faced him, she rarely laughed. Most of the time she was crying or angry.

His eyes couldn't move away. Even if her eyes were hurt at the moment, her smile was like a bloom in March spring. His heartbeat got a little faster.

It went crazy and out of control.

He smiled.

Nuonuo lifted the bottle in her hand, and with the last energy she had left, smashed it toward Qiu Li's head.

With the sound of "bang", the red wine bottle cracked.

The red liquid ran down his forehead, flowing through his brow bone and jaw.

The warmth in his eyes disappeared.

He looked down at the woman in his arms. The glass scratched his face.

His eyes were so dark as he looked at her quietly.

He hugged her, she was in his arms, so he couldn't let go.