Scum dad dreams of robbing mommy

The back seat of a Bentley.

Gong Beize roughly tore off his tie, and went to unbutton his shirt.

Feeling more and more irritable, he was impatient. After unbuttoning the two clothes buttons, he simply pulled them with his hand and the buttons collapsed.

But it didn't feel much better.

His body seemed to be on fire, his heart seemed to be bitten by ants, and his mind seemed to be full of bees. He gritted his teeth tightly, clasped the door handle with one hand, leaned on the back seat with his head up and his eyes closed, and tried his best to restrain himself. with.

Betty was driving, but not very fast.

She is not familiar with the handling of this car, and she is still a little afraid to use force on her ankle, so she drives carefully.

Hearing the rustling sound behind her, she glanced at the rearview mirror, her eyes suddenly rounded.

This……

what's the situation?

It is understandable that he is unwell and untied his tie. Why did he take off his coat and shirt?

Seeing that his clothes were half uncovered, his face was tense and his head was upturned, his Adam's apple was still rolling in pain, and beads of sweat were lying on his face and neck, Betty was terrified, but she couldn't park on the elevated road, so she had to look at it from time to time. The inside rearview mirror asked anxiously, "You...what's the matter with you? Where...is it very, very painful? Do you want to go to the hospital? But...I don't know, how to get to the hospital, you... Can you point the way?"

She was too nervous, worried and flustered, and stuttered, afraid that Gong Beize might have some kind of emergency.

The man took a deep breath, took out a bottle of water from the car, unscrewed it, raised his head and took a few sips, then poured the rest of the water directly on his head.

"It's okay, drive faster and go home quickly." His voice tightened and he responded briefly.

"Yes, but you look so painful."

"I've said it's all right! Don't be long-winded!" Gong Beize had already lost his patience, and let out another growl.

Betty pursed her lips, a little annoyed.

But looking at his appearance, it's hard to care about it.

What to do, what to do?

He refused to go to the hospital, and she didn't understand what was going on—Betty was thinking about it while driving, and then thought of Qian Yu, and had an idea.

Why did she forget to call Qian Yu!

Doesn't that President Feng have a good relationship with Gong Beize?

Let them handle it!

"Don't be afraid, I'll ask your friends to come over, they'll definitely be able to do something." Betty reassured happily, freeing one hand to fumble for the phone in her bag.

Gong Beize immediately protested: "No need! Don't call anyone! Drive! Drive faster!"

But Betty didn't listen to him, she became so sick and refused to go to the hospital, so of course she had to find someone to take care of her.

She doesn't understand anything, what if she makes a mistake and kills her?

Searching randomly while driving, she finally took out her cell phone, found Qian Yu's number and dialed it.

Gong Beize wanted to stop him, but he couldn't move now, he could only sit there with his seat belt fastened, using all the willpower in his body to restrain the impulse in his body.

He was afraid that if he got up together, the energy he had forcibly held back would be vented.

If this chick wasn't in the car, he would have hit himself on the head and passed out, but now that she was here, he was afraid that his bestiality would kill this girl.

Therefore, he didn't dare to move, couldn't move, and could only let Betty make the phone call.

"Hello..." Qian Yu's voice came, "Betty, what's the matter?"

Betty was driving the car, with her cell phone on her lap, and hurriedly said: "I'm fine, it's... it's Gong Beizawa, he... don't know what's wrong, suddenly... he looked in pain, like crazy, I took off my clothes, took mineral water, poured it on my head, and still had a bad temper, yelling, it scared me to death!"

On the other side of Yuyuan, Qian Yu heard half of it, and quickly motioned for her husband to come over, and then turned on the voice on the phone.

After listening to Betty's words, the couple looked at each other, a little confused.

"Betty, you mean Gong Beizawa?"

"Yeah! He's in the car now, I'm driving, on the way back."

"Where did you come from?"

"It's a hotel, and I didn't pay attention to what it's called... He was attending a reception with others, and I happened to be having dinner with Ling Feiyang in the hotel restaurant. When I was about to leave, he suddenly found me, dragged me into the car, and told me to drive quickly. That's it..."

After hearing the whole story, Feng Moyan had a rough judgment in his mind, turned around to get his phone, and called his good brother directly.

Seeing her husband walking out while making a phone call, Qian Yu hurriedly comforted the other side: "Okay, I understand Betty, we'll go there now, don't worry, nothing will happen."

After hanging up the phone, Qian Yu told the aunt at home to take good care of the children, they had to go out for an urgent matter, and the couple got in the car and hurried to Gong Beize's villa.

At this moment, Gong Beize's cell phone rang.

He didn't even need to look to know who was calling. He narrowed his eyes and closed them, then frowned and closed his eyes again and leaned back on the seat, "Hey... I'm fine, don't listen to her nonsense, you don't—"

"Gong Beize, what are you holding up in front of me! What happened?" Feng Moyan heard him whitewashing the peace, and interrupted with a mighty and sharp scolding.

Here, the man in the back seat felt like his whole body was on fire, and his consciousness even became a little trance.

Gong Beize swallowed when he heard his brother go crazy, his voice was weak and hoarse, "I told you... what's the use of it, you can't help me."

He still had the heart to joke.

When Feng Moyan heard this, he guessed that the guess in his heart was correct, and asked, "Did someone drug you?"

"Um……"

"Are you..." Hearing the affirmative answer, Feng Moyan didn't know whether to scold him or sympathize with him.

In their circle, this kind of thing is not uncommon.

But most of them are the scum of the second generation ancestors who are not in the world, drugging the girls who are not submissive, and playing with others-it's the first time I heard that the elders have been tricked by others.

It's still such a shrewd and capable Gong Beize who doesn't have much interest in women!

"Okay, I'll go over to see you, I can't take you to the hospital." Feng Moyan still held back his scolding and insisted on going to visit his good brother. When he was about to hang up the phone, he suddenly remembered something and hurriedly said, "I don't know what to do." Forgot, isn't your home a ready-made antidote? She's not in your car now, you should ask her what she means, in case she..."

Before he finished speaking, a blind voice came from his ear.

Bye.

Gong Beize was too lazy to listen to his good brother's "suggestion", so he hung up the phone politely, loosened his fingers, and the phone slipped onto the car seat.

He reached out for another bottle of water, unscrewed it and poured it down.

Seeing it in the rearview mirror, Betty asked nervously, "Are you... sick? It's a fever..."

She wanted to ask if she had a high fever, but she forgot how to say it for a while, so she was so anxious to express concern in English.

Gong Beize shook his head, opened his eyes, and felt that everything around him was spinning.

The cold water had no effect, he sat up suddenly, and hit his head on the car window and door—wanting to use the pain to wake up his reason.

"Ah! What are you doing? Are you going to kill yourself?" Betty was terrified, just when Bentley got off the viaduct and came to a spacious four-lane road.

She couldn't feel relieved anymore, and quickly pulled over and stopped the car.

"What are you doing? Driving!" Gong Beize shouted sharply when he noticed her stop.

But Betty ignored it, turned around and opened the car door, quickly got out of the car and opened the passenger door behind her, "Miya Beizawa, what's wrong with you?"

She leaned in, and by the street lights outside and the dome light inside the car, she could clearly see the man's face was flushed, no... it was his entire neck, his chest was red, as if he was drunk...

His hair was all wet, and his open shirt was almost wet.

He gasped again, his chest heaved violently, exuding a bewildering and alluring aura under the light.

Betty looked at him, at a loss, as if she understood something, but she didn't seem to understand it.

"You, what's wrong with you? Can I...can I help you? I have learned first aid, can..."

Before he finished speaking, the man stretched out his hand and pushed her carelessly, "Don't touch me, drive quickly, I'm fine..."

"Are you still saying it's okay? Ah, you're so hot. I'll take you to the hospital. You're so dangerous. What if... ah!" Before she finished speaking again, the hand she stretched out was violently slammed by the man. Grabbing it forcefully, he threw his whole body into it, spinning around.

An exclamation was swallowed by the man, and she widened her eyes as if she had seen a ghost, staring in disbelief at the man's face that was tightly pressed against her.

sky……

How is this going?

How could he suddenly kiss himself?

This... this--

Betty's whole body was petrified, her mind was blank, and she was trapped in the man's arms with her mouth half open—the kind of hugging position lying on her back.

The man seemed to be a different person, he was so passionate towards her suddenly, he kissed her frantically, not to mention, even his hot palm was extremely restless.

A few seconds later, Betty finally came to her senses. At this moment, she also suddenly understood what was going on with the man.

He is not sick, but this situation is probably more difficult to deal with than being sick.

She knew what would happen if she didn't resist.

To be honest, I was very troubled.

She has a crush on this man and thinks it's fun to have his split personality.

But even if it is a relationship, she also hopes that it will be gradual.

Not to mention it took a year and a half to break through, at least both of them have to understand each other's intentions before they can reach the closest step, right?

But now...

He didn't admit that he liked him at all, and even treated himself so badly - the reason why he wanted him so much had nothing to do with love, but because his body couldn't be controlled.

She knew that any woman would have the same effect on him now.

So is she going to obey?

Want to help him tide over the difficulties?

Betty didn't think about it, so she didn't respond much, but she didn't panic and push him away or yell.

As for Gong Beize, all his willpower collapsed when Betty opened the car door and leaned in.

He knew he couldn't do this, but his limbs were out of control and his body couldn't get rid of it.

In just a few minutes, the two were in chaos.

Just before everything was about to completely get out of control, the phone rang again in the car.

Betty's.

The sudden ringing of the bell woke up Betty, and also slightly disturbed Gong Beizawa, who was in a state of madness.

He stopped suddenly, his brows were tightly closed, and his eyes tremblingly stared at the blond foreign girl in his arms.

Beads of sweat fell and dripped on Betty's cheeks, making her shiver all over.

With a flick, her eyes showed confusion and entanglement, she subconsciously tightened her clothes with both hands, and quickly escaped from the man's arms.

Gong Beize's arms were empty, and his instinct drove him to almost grab the girl back, but his fingers were tightly clasped into his palm, so he held back.

"I'm sorry..." Three simple words, panting heavily, he raised his head, covered his eyelids with one hand, and pinched his thigh muscles with the other.

The phone was still ringing, Betty was stunned for a second, then looked away and quickly slammed on the rear door, returned to the cab, and started driving again.

"Hey……"

It was Qian Yu who called, and she asked anxiously, "How are you doing? Have you returned home?"

Betty looked at the road outside, her tone scattered: "Quick, go back soon."

Qian Yu squeaked, paused for a second before asking: "Betty, you...do you know what's going on with him?"

Betty subconsciously looked at the rearview mirror again, but at this moment, the figure of the man sitting was no longer visible.

She stepped on the brakes, and when the car pulled over again, she looked back at the back seat.

The man was already lying down, trembling all over.

"Betty? Betty?"

There was a call from the phone, and Betty turned her head, "I... I almost know, he seems to be... that, something to eat."

Betty has only heard about those things, but has never seen them with her own eyes, so she can only give a rough idea.

Seeing that she understood, Qian Yu couldn't say the next thing, "Well, concentrate on driving, we'll be there in a while."

After hanging up the phone, Betty's heart was beating in panic, and now it started to speed up, regardless of whether her feet still hurt or not.

After another ten minutes, Bentley stopped behind the door of the villa.

"Hey, here, we're home..." Betty parked the car and turned to remind the people in the back seat that she didn't dare to open the door to approach him again.

Gong Beize was suffering in purgatory, and when he heard that he was home, he got up from the back seat with his uncontrollable body supported, and even opened the door several times before he unlocked it.

The car door opened, and he almost rolled to the ground.

Betty got out of the car after seeing the situation, but still couldn't bear it, she wanted to step forward to help her, but he hurriedly stopped her: "Don't come here! Stay away from me! Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude..."

The girl was so frightened that her hands froze and she didn't dare to go forward.

Gong Beize got up from the ground and staggered into the villa.

Betty swallowed to calm down her chaotic heartbeat, but still bravely followed.

After Gong Beize entered the house, he went straight upstairs and got into the bathroom.

The cold water was turned on, and he was able to breathe easier at last.

But this will not work.

He knew he was going to suffer tonight.

Before he could take off his clothes, he sat in the bathtub and turned on all the taps, intending to soak in the cold water.

Spring is cold and cold, and it just rains to cool down.

Only ten degrees Celsius of cold water was released, and when it fell on the body, it hurt like a knife scraping flesh. It was so cold that people shivered and shuddered.

Betty was pacing back and forth anxiously at the door of the bathroom, hearing the sound of rushing water.

"Hey... are you okay? Is there... anything I can do for you?" She turned around a few times, worried that something might happen to the man, and asked against the door again.

After a while, a man's broken and hoarse voice came from inside: "Go get some ice cubes."

"Ice, ice cubes?" She said to herself, thinking of the refrigerator, she hurried downstairs towards the kitchen.

When Feng Moyan and his wife arrived, Betty was on her second trip, taking out all the ice cubes and ice packs from the refrigerator.