Chapter 1501: The Beauty Trap Always Works

"Shameless, let go!" Wesley was angry and put one hand on her shoulder, but he couldn't push Xiao Qiao away. Xiao Qiao's strength was not as good as his, but she was not small. She was not the kind of woman with big breasts and thin waist who was easy to push down.

Xiao Qiao laughed and touched his rolling Adam's apple with one hand, "You say you don't want it, but your body is very honest."

She couldn't help but use the special lines of the overbearing president.

Wesley almost opened her, but because of the fire burning in his body, he kept approaching her and suddenly grabbed her lips and tongue. This dead girl, he did what she wanted, so what?

It was a kind of bite force, as if to make her tender lips into meatballs and swallow them. Xiao Qiao frowned in pain. She asked him to read pornographic novels but refused to read pornographic novels, so she would only bite savagely.

Obviously, he was quite sensible just now outside.

Of course, complaints aside, Xiao Qiao is different from those women who like gentleness and delicacy. She likes this kind of rough, possessive, and more sensual. Wesley held her tongue tip, sucked, licked, kissed, and bit repeatedly. The strength was out of control because of the drugs, and Xiao Qiao tasted the blood.

A very rough bloody smell!

Wesley hugged Xiao Qiao's waist and pressed her on the bench. His tall and strong body pressed tightly on her powerful body, and one hand roughly rubbed her softness.

Xiao Qiao's big breasts were rubbed so hard that they hurt. Wesley could no longer bear this kind of thirst-quenching touch. The anxiety in his body seemed to have nowhere to release. His rationality was washed away by the drugs. Every pore in his body was clamoring, ****, fuck her to tears!

...

Xiao Qiao felt that this guy had turned into a beast, and she stretched out her hand to block Wesley's lower abdomen.

The touch of the eight-pack abs was simply intoxicating. Xiao Qiao touched the abs she had been thinking about, and couldn't help but admire that these muscles were so nice to the touch. She roughly untied his belt and held him.

"Move!" It was also very torturous to just hold him. Xiao Qiao's palms were covered with thin calluses, and he could feel the rough pleasure, as if he was immersed in a long river, and there was no way back.

Xiao Qiao looked at him with a smile, "Major Beauty, do you want to be happy? Then tell me what's in area C."

She pinched his lifeline, but didn't give him a good time.

Her forced confession!

In Wesley's eyes, which were full of evil, a storm and a rage that destroyed everything suddenly arose. Xiao Qiao drugged him not to get him, but to torture him. If she wanted to get someone, she would never use such a despicable method.

The impact of the truth of this fact on him made him more furious than Xiao Qiao drugging him to get him.

This damn girl!

It's always so simple, making him lose control.

Wesley suddenly raised his fist and growled, like a wounded beast, making a desperate roar. He punched Xiao Qiao hard. Xiao Qiao was shocked and stretched out her palm to catch it. Who knew that Wesley's fist deviated and hit her head hard.

"My patience with you is limited!" Wesley's low and hoarse voice was full of anger of being played with, and also an unknown... dissatisfaction. He suddenly let go of Xiao Qiao, took off his trousers, and suddenly jumped into the swimming pool, splashing countless water.

...

The stiff and hot body left, bringing a chill. Xiao Qiao lay quietly on the bench, her lips and tongue were kissed by Wesley, and her chest and neck were all red marks from Wesley's ravages. He looked like he was about to explode. She thought that the punch would hit her, but unexpectedly Wesley hit her ear. What was he thinking at the time?

Xiao Qiao never thinks too much when doing things, and never feels guilty, especially when facing Wesley, she never feels guilty.

Just for a second, she thought, am I too much? This thought, Xiao Qiao sneered, is she too much? No, she is not too much at all... Her eyes turned cold instantly.

When she was ten years old, her family of four traveled happily in Egypt, but her family was broken up. She was the little princess of the family since she was a child, and her parents loved her and her sister doted on her, although she always felt that she had been protecting her sister since she was a child. They had a happy home, but it was destroyed by artillery fire overnight. At the age of ten, she personally felt the tragedy of her parents dying in front of her. No matter how she shouted or yelled, the group of people would not stop.

Then, a bullet pierced her body.

Before she was ten years old, she had only heard about gunshots in cartoons, and her parents did not let her watch overly bloody movies.

She only heard real gunshots in the anti-Japanese dramas that her parents occasionally watched.

However, the gunshots were completely different from the gunshots in Pingliang that year. They were able to repel all her strongholds. She remembered the pain of the bullets piercing her body. She could feel the bullets crushing her internal organs. When she lowered her head, she seemed to see her intestines.

The group of people thought she was dead, so they piled all the bodies into a garbage dump in Pingliang and prepared to burn them. She was confused and her breath was weak. She saw the so-called Mr. K and heard his words with her own ears. In her half-open eyes, there were endless red clouds in the sky, tragic and mysterious. She listened to Mr. K's complacent praise of how perfect the weapon that caused the killing was. She listened to Mr. K saying that he was acting on orders, and the people of Pingliang were considered test subjects. They were unlucky.

Unlucky?

A sentence of unlucky could take away the lives of her family?

Her body was covered with blood. She was lying in a pile of corpses, with her parents on top of her. They died hideously, and they were just pressing on her. Her mother's eyes were still open, staring at her. This became her nightmare for many years, and she never dared to tell anyone about it. She didn't know where the strength came from. She smashed a bloody path in the pile of corpses, so she had to destroy her parents' bodies because they blocked her way to survive. She crawled out of the pile of corpses step by step, and her hair and clothes were all stained red with blood.

She crawled out of the pile of corpses on all fours.

Then, she met General Taylor.

He came just in time, and she never doubted anything.

General Taylor sent her to the hospital and cured her injuries. She lay on the bed, surrounded by a group of doctors in white coats, who said she was a miracle.

She crawled out of the pile of corpses, but she was not infected at all.

She became the pit of the virus that year.

The doctors kept drawing blood from her veins.

There were too many people infected, and one tube of blood could save several people, so they kept drawing blood, as if they wanted to drain her blood, and even resented her, why there was no more blood in her small body to save more people.

So, she pretended to have amnesia and didn't remember anything.

Who would doubt that a ten-year-old child, especially a child who had experienced such a tragic experience, would have amnesia. No one doubted that she was hiding from people, but they kept drawing her blood excessively, and she was afraid.

Perhaps, she changed from the moment she smashed her parents' bodies.

She was completely reborn.

So, she ran away.

Taking advantage of the darkness, she escaped from the hospital, but fell into the hands of Mr. K. She had a choice, she had the choice to go back to find General Taylor, at least, he looked kind.

But she didn't, she followed Mr. K.

Because she wanted revenge.

She thought her sister and parents were dead, so she wanted revenge.

As a result, she stepped into the abyss and wandered in the Middle East for more than a year.

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Xiao Qiao never doubted what happened back then. She also investigated very clearly that Mu Liang was only the person who indirectly killed his parents. In fact, Mu Liang was also a victim, an unintentional mistake. Mr. K and the people behind him were the masterminds of the whole thing. But she couldn't find any information about Mr. K. She used Wuyoumen and CIA to investigate for so many years, and the news she got was that he was dead.

She was unwilling to accept it. After many years of investigation, there was no news. Slowly, she also believed that he was indeed dead. She just hated why she didn't kill him herself until recently, when those secrets hidden in her heart were dug out.

MG asked her for help and mentioned the chip, the human weapons program, and the strange deaths of the girls of Wuyoumen. The appearance of Mr. K was also the human weapons program. She vaguely heard Mr. K talk about the human weapons program back then. In Pingliang Town, General Taylor appeared so timely. Over the years, General Taylor doted on her and took special care of her. Was he compensating for his guilt, or was she really just a knife to him?

The secret base and the mystery of the CD area aroused a vague idea that had formed in Xiao Qiao's heart during this period. These things had been more than ten years, and there was a connection in the dark.

Because of this, she had a strong curiosity.

Xiao Qiao shook her head, shed her coldness, and restored her smiling face. She didn't expect Wesley to be so... a gentleman and jump into the swimming pool to swim.

Xiao Qiao took off her shoes and sat next to the swimming pool. Her beautiful vest line made all women envious. Wesley swam for twenty minutes in a blink of an eye. He swam very fast. Xiao Qiao's white little feet deliberately hooked the edge of his underwear. Wesley slapped her away with one hand, and didn't get out of the water. His arms slid forward and continued to swim.

"Your concentration is so good?"

Or was he angry out of shame?

Wesley's willpower is the best she's ever seen in a man, and his micro-control is simply terrifying, but Xiao Qiao doesn't care what he's thinking or what he wants to do. She covets Wesley's **, and just drugged him but doesn't plan to really have anything to do with him.

Wesley swam back, and Xiao Qiao's little girl couldn't help kicking him again, and she specifically picked his second pound, stepping on him lightly. Wesley suddenly emerged from the water, and his cold eyes were like ice arrows.

"You'd better stop!"

"You're hard!"

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I'm holding back my big move, you guys wait for me, my eyes are not feeling well recently, so I haven't written much, because I want to save the manuscript for the big move