Chapter 431 Don't Make Me Angry Again

The man's eyes were blazing.

Jian Han was speechless for a moment, and hurriedly avoided his eyes, not daring to look him in the face.

At this time, her slender white wrist was grabbed, and the man exerted force, forcing her to lower her body. Before she could adapt, her mouth was blocked.

Jian Han felt dizzy. The two had been together for two or three months. He had always been a gentleman and treated her very gently. It was rare for him to be so rough.

The little storm he rolled in her mouth made her breath difficult, and soon she felt the root of her tongue numb. He bit her, really biting her lips.

"Dayuan... Zhou Dayuan..." She raised her little fist and hammered him.

"Jian Han, who am I to you, huh? Say it again." The man asked while kissing her. Even though his body and mind were moved, he still loosened her a little when he saw her dizzy and flushed, fearing that he would hurt her.

Jian Han opened her eyes and bumped into his scarlet eyes. His lips were moving, and the way he kissed people with frowned eyebrows was also so charming.

She sighed in her heart and closed her eyes. Her fist loosened, and the small hand on his shoulder slowly moved down, feeling his healthy and charming male body under the thin clothes.

"My... man."

Although he was kissing her, Zhou Dayuan still rolled his Adam's apple when he heard her words. His upright body subconsciously straightened up, and he held her waist to hold her in his arms.

Jian Han resisted, "No... the skirt is inconvenient."

Zhou Dayuan cursed in his heart, and his always gentle eyebrows showed a bit of impatience. He held her waist and lifted her up to sit on the desk.

When he wanted to press on, he was too hasty and pulled off a pile of documents on the desk, and there was a "crackling" sound.

Jian Han looked at the man's stiff face, "puffed", and laughed with her hand covering her mouth.

When did a man like him become so impatient?

Zhou Dayuan looked at her soft smiling face, hugged her waist and pressed her into his arms. He bit her ear maliciously to punish her for laughing at her man at this time, "What are you laughing at?"

Jian Han hugged his neck with two small hands, and hung on him, "Laughing at you... there is a knife above your head for lust."

"Yes," Zhou Dayuan lowered his eyes and kissed her lips again, "For you, I am willing to die."

The two people were entangled together, the woman was very active, and the two were inseparable like mandarin ducks embracing each other. The sunset poured in from the window. He kissed her nose, and the woman hooked him to fall on the table. The two laughed together, and all the beautiful and happy feelings in life were at this moment.

At this time, a knock on the door sounded, "Jian Han."

The entangled two people froze, and Jian Han reached out to push the man on her body.

Zhou Dayuan frowned, with a slight displeasure. He stared at the woman. His eyes, which were passionate just now, were now calm. He looked at her and looked at any reaction she had because of Tang Fan.

Jian Han really didn't dare to move, for fear that he would misunderstand.

There were some things she didn't tell him, and she wanted to explain to him.

"Jian Han, I just received a call and found out that something happened. I drove back to find out if you were injured. I was worried about you."

Jian Han's little hand tightened, and her almond eyes slightly avoided the man's gaze.

She felt guilty about Tang Fan.

All these years, when he was away, Tang Fan had always been with her.

Although she didn't make any promises to Tang Fan, Tang Fan just silently and devotedly protected her.

People are not plants, who can be heartless?

The knocking on the door continued, "Jian Han, are you in there? If you are, come out and let me see you. As long as you are safe, I will be relieved."

Zhou Dayuan frowned deeper, his thin lips moved, and he wanted to speak.

But a small hand covered his mouth, and he saw the woman's pleading expression, and she asked him not to speak.

"Tang Fan, I'm not injured... I can't open the door now, you go first."

"Okay, Jian Han, as long as you're not injured, I'll go first. If you have anything, call me and I'll be in front of you as soon as possible."

The footsteps outside the door gradually faded away, and Tang Fan left.

Jian Han exhaled, and the heavy stone in her heart was relieved. At this time, she felt cold, and Zhou Dayuan pulled away.

Jian Han hurriedly got up and caught up. She held the man's big hand hanging by her side and coaxed softly, "Dayuan, are you angry? Actually, Tang Fan and I..."

The man's eyes drifted over, smiling and a little cold, "Haven't you told him clearly yet?"

"I..."

Zhou Dayuan held her little hand in reverse, opened the office door, and pulled her to the elevator.

The man's steps were very big, and she had to jog to catch up. She wanted to explain, but he obviously didn't want to listen. She was afraid of his cold attitude, "Dayuan, where are you taking me?"

"Where do you want to go?" The man raised his eyebrows, his deep eyes showed no joy or anger, and slowly showed the evil look of a mature man, "Hotel? My home, or your home?"

Jian Han's heart "jumped", he was going to...

"Dayuan, let's eat first, you..."

Her little shoulders were grabbed, and the man was half-pushed to push her into the elevator, "Why eat at this time, weren't you in the mood just now, why do you want to eat as soon as Tang Fan came? Let's go to your house, you made me angry, let me take care of it first."

She could hear the sarcasm in his words, and her face turned pale and red.

That's not the case.

The reason for eating was that he had just returned from a business trip, and she was afraid that he would be hungry. She felt sorry for him, and after eating, she would naturally have...plenty of time for him.

But he didn't understand.

Misunderstood her.

…

The silver-gray Porsche stopped downstairs of the apartment building, and the two walked into the apartment lobby one after the other and entered the elevator.

Zhou Dayuan stood in front, wiping his trouser pockets with one hand. He looked back through the mirror wall of the elevator. The woman stood behind him.

She lowered her eyes and didn't know what to think. She held her bag with her two small hands in front of her body. The satin-like hair hung over her shoulders and fell to her chest, covering half of her fair and soft almond face.

She was very quiet and didn't speak during the whole journey. She probably knew that he was angry and didn't dare to express her anger. She only dared to look at him secretly with her clear eyes.

He looked as weak and pitiful as a kitten.

Zhou Dayuan felt irritated and rubbed his big hands in his trouser pockets, only to realize that he didn't bring a cigarette and he couldn't smoke in the elevator.

But damn he just wants to smoke!

He knew, he was jealous.

He was jealous.

Jealousy to the point of madness.

She left him six years ago. During these six years, she had been with Tang Fan. Even if he didn't say it, those six years were like a ditch in his heart that could not be crossed.

Her best six years of youth were given to other men.

Now she is still attracted by other men.

At this time, the elevator dinged and opened, and a group of people walked in.

Zhou Dayuan looked through the mirror and saw that the woman had been squeezed into a corner. Next to her was a fat man. The fat man kept moving and bumped into her arm, making her frown.

She felt uncomfortable.

Fool!

Zhou Dayuan cursed in his heart. He ignored her, couldn't she coax him properly? Why were she standing so far away? If it were another woman, and her man was angry, she shouldn't have held his arm. Acting like a spoiled child?

Didn't she understand? When she went to her home, she didn't know how to take advantage of a man when he was talking most.

Zhou Dayuan frowned, took out his big hand that was wiped in his trouser pocket, passed through the crowd, and pulled her directly into his arms.

Jian Han was caught off guard and screamed softly when she ran into his arms. She wanted to look up at him, but his right hand held the back of her head and held her in his arms.

She likes to be quiet, and she feels uncomfortable with so many people pouring into the elevator. The fat man next to her has a strange smell that she finds unpleasant.

Just now she was thinking that she could just endure it, but she didn't expect to be protected by him in his arms now.

With his clean and refreshing breath in her nose, Jian Han quietly raised the corners of her lips and buried her little head in his arms.

In fact, what does these people in the world have to do with her? She doesn't want to go anywhere in the world. She has no cares in this world, and there is only such a man in her heart.

His arms are her destination.

When she pulled Jian Han over, she bumped into the fat man. The fat man immediately stared at Zhou Dayuan.

Zhou Dayuan wiped one hand into his trouser pocket again. He glanced sideways and glanced at the fat man with a cold look.

He slowly raised the corners of his lips in a silent sneer.

The fat man froze, and Zhou Dayuan calmly looked away.

The fat man was so angry that he was trembling, but he didn't dare to do anything to Zhou Dayuan. This man was dressed in a well-dressed but casual formal suit. He was elegant and he was rich or noble. He didn't dare to offend him.

With a "ding" sound, the elevator door opened and everyone walked out. Only two people were left in the elevator.

Jian Han raised her head and wanted to move away a little. At this time, her slender waist was buckled, and a beautiful big hand came to the buttons of her windbreaker and slowly unbuttoned them one by one.

Jian Han froze. There were only four or five buttons on his windbreaker. He quickly took them off. His body felt cold and the windbreaker fell into his hands.

"Da Yuan..."

She called him, but he grabbed her waist and spun her around, and she was pushed to the wall. Her eyesight went dark, her red lips were blocked, and he pressed down involuntarily.

Jian Han closed her eyes in panic, acknowledging his baptism like a violent storm.

It was difficult for her to breathe, but he did it deliberately, letting her rely on the bit of air in his lips to breathe. She turned her head and struggled, but her hot little face was wrapped in his palm again.

"Jian Han, don't make me angry again." His deep and gloomy voice sounded like an unpleasant warning.

Jian Han didn't dare to move anymore. She put her two small hands on his shoulders weakly and tried to speak, "Then... don't be angry anymore..."

"Huh?" The man responded lazily and nonchalantly, "If you don't want me to be angry, it depends on whether your performance is...enough."

Jian Han's face turned red. Knowing his metaphor, she boldly stood on tiptoes, pushed him around with her two little hands, and pushed him up the wall.

Under his burning eyes, she kissed his sexy Adam's apple.

Zhou Dayuan closed his eyes, pushed her to the opposite side, and pressed her up.

The red numbers on the apartment floor kept jumping, and the two people inside kissed like they were fighting. Without each other, they were like fish in the deep sea that lacked water. They could only be saved by joining together.

The elevator opened with a "ding" sound, and the two of them stumbled out. Zhou Dayuan's hand stopped at the waist of her back, holding back from going down. Their lips couldn't be separated, and he gasped, "Key?"