close-up photo that caught Lian Xing'er's attention. 。In the photograph, Ming Sihan is about ten years old. He has a flat haircut and is wearing his school uniform in a half-length portrait. 。Li Xing'...But later, he thought again, if this Tong Yimo was really "Xiao Xie," then "Xiao Xie" wouldn't submit to him. Tong Yimo would never take his bait.

Therefore, Ji Siyan came up with another scheme. She had him anonymously pursue Tong Yimo first, then seize the opportunity to arrange a meeting with Tong Yimo. She would do whatever it takes to take some ambiguous photos of Tong Yimo and bring them back.

Ji Yuncheng originally wanted to play that underhanded game, but then he thought, it's better to be straightforward and efficient like this.

He drove a luxury sports car straight to the school to "kidnap" her. Even if people saw them, at most they would just think it was a lovers' quarrel.

After parking the car, Ji Yuncheng folded the convertible top back into place. He then took off his shirt, exposing his bare chest, and pulled out his phone from his pocket.

"What on earth do you want" Tong Yimo retorted angrily. She kept twisting her wrist, trying to break free from the handcuffs, but the holes were too small, leaving red marks on her wrists.

"Don't worry, I won't do anything to you, I just want to take a few pictures with you." Ji Yuncheng grinned, suddenly stood up from the driver's seat, and sat directly on Tong Yimo's lap, suppressing her legs so she wouldn't move.

With her other hand free, Tong Yimo pounded him while pushing him away. She screamed and shouted: "You bastard! Let me go! Help! Help!"

Ji Yunheng waved his hand, and with a slap, he hit Tong Yimo's cheek.

He struck with brutal force, drawing a bloody streak across Tong Yimo's lips.

Ji Yuncheng took out another pair of handcuffs from the storage box and skillfully handcuffed Tong Yimo's other hand to the wheelchair.

His storage box wasn't just filled with handcuffs, but also a variety of other adult products. Anything that could be used on a woman, he had it all.

Therefore, his private life was chaotic.

Tong Yimò looked at those things, feeling a little embarrassed.

"With a rip," Ji Yunning tore open Tong Yimo's shirt with both hands, his movements rough and brutal.

Ji Yunheng never expected that in broad daylight, Tong Yimo would not only be beautiful with a sweet voice, but also so graceful.

If he had truly taken her that night, it would have been better.

It's a pity, he no longer has that chance.

Ji Yunheng dared not make trouble for Tong Yimo anymore, he could only suppress the desire in his heart.

"Click, click, click—"

Ji Yunyin took out his phone and snapped a few photos of Tong Yimo. After finishing, he immediately sent the pictures to his sister Ji Siyan.

Tong Yi Mo was so enraged that she angrily shouted, "You beast! You bastard! Worse than a pig or a dog!"

"Damn! You curse with all your might! I have even more exciting stuff!" Ji Yunheng grinned, pulling out a pink, soft, oval object and a wireless button from the storage box, waving them in front of Tong Yimo's eyes. "Do you know what this is for"

Ji Yunteng grinned grimly.

He ambiguously lifted Tong Yimo's skirt, placing the pink object between her legs.

Tong Yimo angrily scolded: "You bastard!"

Ji Yunheng pressed a button in his hand with one hand, and held his phone to Tong Yimò with the other, grinning: “Isn’t it comfortable”

“You—you pervert!” Tong Yimo gritted her teeth, squeezing out the words from her mouth, angrily staring at Ji Yunheng.

A soft, cool sensation with a slight vibrating frequency traveled from beneath her, stimulating Tong Yimo's sensitive nerves. There was no pain, but it made her whole body tingle.

Ji Yuncheng suddenly felt a surge of anticipation. If Leng Zhujing saw this video, what kind of expression would he have

"How about something more intense" Ji Yunheng held the button in his hand, extending "The Devil's Claw" towards Tong Yimo's chest.

When he was about to take off her bra and film some more explicit videos, a sudden screech of brakes came from behind him.

Jiyun Heng subconsciously turned his head and saw a black SUV, with a rather unique license plate number. He instantly knew that the other party was not an ordinary person.

Without a second thought, he immediately leaped from Tong Yimo's thigh back to his driver's seat.

Just as he started the car, ready to drive away with Tong Yimo, a domineering black SUV slammed into him. It stopped mere centimeters from his front bumper, not giving him even an opportunity to back out.

"Shit!" Ji Yunan slammed the steering wheel in a panic, instinctively looking towards the black SUV.

Only to see the driver's side door of the black SUV open, a man got out of the car.

His height of 1.9 meters, along with his broad shoulders and muscular chest, created a perfect physique. His smooth face was sharply defined, like a masterpiece carved from fine brick, every detail flawless. He possessed an aura of power even without anger, and there was a regal air about him in the way his eyebrows were arched.

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