Yang Xiaonian’s Promotion

   The old man didn't say much, and his tone didn't seem to be very severe, but these words kept echoing in Li Yucheng's mind, hitting Li Yucheng's heart like thunder. As he put down the phone and started getting dressed and preparing to attend the meeting of the provincial party committee, he was still thinking: "Is what the old man said true? I am really impetuous during this time? Thinking too much about my own personal interests? "

  I don’t need to go to this meeting today, I know what Cheng Ziqing wants to say, it’s not another way, the current overriding thing in Jihai Province is stability, stability, stability…

  Humph, after this kind of thing, how can you be stable?

  Yang Weihong vaguely felt that a hand was touching her body. She opened her eyes in surprise to take a look around, but what surprised her even more was that she opened her eyes but still couldn't see anything.

  's mind gradually became clearer, and Yang Weihong understood that her eyes were blindfolded. [

She reached out to take off the black cloth that covered her eyes, but was surprised to find that her hands were tightly tied by ropes and pulled to the sides; at the same time, she could feel that the leather boots on her feet had been taken off, and her ankles had also been pulled away. The rope was tied tightly, and the legs were savagely pulled to the sides, and the whole person was bound tightly like a "big" character!

  Yang Weihong couldn't help screaming, and her shrill voice echoed throughout the room. That hand didn't move at all, and continued to gently stroke her body.

Yang Weihong tried her best to calm herself down and carefully recalled everything that had happened: she sent off her younger brother and younger sister who came to Yinyue Qianxing Club to borrow a car, then went back to the office to drink a glass of water, and then she fell into a coma, When I woke up, I suddenly found that someone had blindfolded my eyes...

  Where is this place? What is the other party trying to do? Thinking about the bag of things she asked her brother to bring to Yang Xiaonian, Yang Weihong couldn't help but get scared. Could it be that...he already knows what I've done?

   That hand touched Yang Weihong's body all the way, with a very soft and pity feeling, and it kept touching Yang Weihong's cheek. Yang Weihong didn't know why the opponent's hand gave him such a feeling. However, he could just feel it, there was no trace of blasphemy in the other's warm big hand touching his face.

   However, when he felt his hand gently caressing his face, Yang Weihong's heart tightened. There is no need to see him at all, the feeling of that hand wandering around her is all too familiar. She already knew who the owner of this hand was by just relying on the "style" that five fingers skimmed on her smooth cheeks.

   "It's you? I know it's you?" Yang Weihong's heart suddenly trembled, followed by a strange calm.

   After hearing Yang Weihong's words, that hand trembled a little, and then left Yang Weihong's body.

   The whole room fell into a terrible silence, and even Yang Weihong had the illusion that there was no one else besides himself.

  I don't know how long this terrifying silence passed before Yang Weihong heard a faint sigh in her ear. Immediately following, a slight footstep sounded gradually away from his side. Then, Yang Weihong suddenly felt that there was another hand on his body.

   Compared with the hand just now, this hand obviously has a layer of cold murderous aura. The landing of this hand was on her chest, and before Yang Weihong could react, the hand had already slid down the mountain on her chest to her flat belly. Immediately after, that hand grabbed the buckle of her waist, and suddenly tore it down with force, followed by the sound of the belt breaking with a "crack", followed by a series of "hiss..." sounds.

   As the cold air hit his legs and lower abdomen, Yang Weihong could feel that the clothes on his body had been completely torn. That hand pulled the broken clothes to the sides, fully exposing the undulating curves of Yang Weihong's front body.

   "Ah... Who are you? What do you want to do?" Although she couldn't see the other person, Yang Weihong knew by feeling that the person standing in front of her was no longer the man she was just now.

   After all, she was once his woman. But she really didn't expect that the man left just to let other men torture her.

   The more this is the case, the more unfeeling the man is. The more this happened, the more Yang Weihong felt the danger of her current situation.

She screamed, struggled, and her heart tightened all of a sudden, but her limbs were tightly bound by ropes, no matter how hard she twisted her body and waved her hands and feet, she could only The big bed under him was shaking and creaking.

  Sometimes that person brought a pair of scissors, cut Yang Weihong's sleeves and trouser legs open, and rudely tore off the cut pieces of cloth. Now, Yang Weihong's body has been completely exposed, only the black lace covering her private parts is still on her body.

   Hearing a few heavy breathing from both sides of the body, Yang Weihong could almost feel the greedy eyes of those around him staring at her seductive body. How attractive is this body in the end, she has already known from the abnormal reaction of seeing those men walking on the street wearing clothes.

   Now that he is disarmed, and he is frankly in front of these people, the shock that his body can cause, you can even think about it with your toes. [

   But aside from her own screams, there were only heavy breathing sounds all around, but nothing she imagined happened. Those people were just looking at it greedily, only the hand of the person just now was walking around on their body, and the rest of the people could not even look at it.

   At present, these people are definitely not relying on strong self-control.

   What does this represent? This means that these people are not scattered, but have strict discipline.

   This kind of silence added an oppressive fear to Yang Weihong's heart.

   That hand continued to move, and was now gently pulling the strap of the small hood on Yang Weihong's shoulders. As long as he exerted a little force, the belt would be torn off, and the last line of defense on his upper body was about to be broken in half. As the hand was gently pulled, Yang Weihong felt embarrassed that the two plump white **** on his chest were also shaking gently with the strength of his pulling.

   "Mr. Yang, do you want to continue?" At this moment, the man finally spoke. However, this voice is very unfamiliar, and Yang Weihong is confident that he has never heard the voice of this person before.

   "Let me go... What do you want?" Until this time, Yang Weihong's mind was still clear. She knew that when the other party reminded her like this, she must have other plans.

"Hand over those things you've hidden in your hands, otherwise..." The man only spoke half of what he said, and after that, two large, rude hands pressed the soft cloth on the chest and kneaded the Two soft plump firm.

  Yang Weihong subconsciously started screaming again. At this time, she understood the reason why the other party covered her eyes but didn't cover her mouth. The plump upper body completely fell into the opponent's claws, and Yang Weihong's body trembled violently with fear and shame. "I don't know what you mean? I can give you as much as you want..."

   Yang Weihong's voice just fell, but the hands that were raging on her plump and crystal chest suddenly stopped. Immediately following, only a very slight "click" sound was heard, and the man had torn off the slender belt on his shoulders. Yang Weihong could feel it himself. After the two groups that were originally tightly bound, suddenly broke free, they jumped out happily without knowing the danger.

  Two fingers came up very gently and started to rub the small and delicate protrusions on it. A feeling of electric current came from the part that was attacked, and Yang Weihong's face immediately turned red. Although she held back and did not make a sound, the place still had a natural reaction honestly.

Immediately after, the man's voice sounded in his ears again: "Men are very careful, even if he throws away the broken shoes that he no longer wears and is picked up by other men and put on his feet, he will not see it. It will be very comfortable. I understand the truth! However, I have no choice but to ask Mr. Yang to tell the truth, don't force me..."

With the voice, the two protruding hands were released, and a large mouth with hot air was attached, and the stubble as hard as a needle pierced the delicate skin on Yang Weihong's chest, greedy and shy. He licked around the raised protrusions, taking a bite from time to time.

At this time, the voice still continued: "Mr. Yang, as long as you say it, I guarantee that no one will dare to touch your little finger here. But if you don't say it, then I will really be in trouble... …”

   Obviously, there are at least two people in this room torturing themselves. After being bitten, Yang Weihong shook her body that had lost her freedom in pain, screaming loudly, and tears almost fell.

   At the same time, another hand joined in, moving up from the ankle, stroking his plump, round and straight thigh.

"Don't... ah... I really don't know what you want? I don't have anything... ah..." In Yang Weihong's scream, the last person touched for a while, and actually went up slowly along the thigh Move, the palm just stopped at the edge of the panties, and move up a little bit, it is about...

  Yang Weihong was ashamed, screaming and struggling desperately in vain.

That hand paused at the critical moment, and then, the person who had been talking to him just now said again: "Mr. Yang, since we have caught you here, we know everything, I don't know that you are so persistent. What's the point? We're not asking if you have those things, but where you put them. We've searched your home and office, but it's a pity that Mr. Yang, you've been hiding too closely, and we didn't find what we wanted. The things I was looking for..."

   "Who are you? What do you want?" Yang Weihong swayed her beautiful legs in vain, trying to shake off the hand stuck to the bottom of her thigh. She didn't know how tempting her own action was.

   "Hey, it seems that Yang always intends to make a toast instead of eating and drinking?" Hearing Yang Weihong say this, the man actually let out a sigh. It was as if he really didn't want to do the next thing from his heart.