Suddenly, Qin Feng pushed Yan Qingluo down on the bed and pressed on him.

"Qin Feng, let go, let me go." Yan Qingluo didn't expect Qin Feng to attack suddenly, and didn't have time to react.

Facing Qin Feng pressing down on her, Yan Qingluo struggled hard, but every move of her resistance was easily resolved by Qin Feng.

"Qingluo, I know it's you. I remember every move and expression of yours clearly. Qingluo, you are mine." The expression on Qin Feng's face gradually became ferocious. As he spoke, he stroked Yan Qingluo's face.

He gently lifted the hair hanging on Yan Qingluo's forehead behind her ear. His fingers stroked Yan Qingluo's skin, slowly moving from behind her ear to her face, sliding to her delicate chin and staying for a few seconds, as if looking at her face carefully, and finally his fingers rested on her rosy and sexy lips.

Yan Qingluo turned his head away and dodged his hand, "Don't touch me!"

Qin Feng's face showed a hint of excitement, and his voice trembled a little, "Qingluo, it must be you. I like your temper of not giving in even if you would rather die than surrender, and the stubbornness written on your face."

"Qin Feng, you are crazy, let me go!" Yan Qingluo shouted and struggled at the same time.

"Don't struggle in vain. I brought you up. Every move and every style of yours was taught by me. Do you think these will be useful to me?" Qin Feng said as he pulled hard. Yan Qingluo felt a chill on his body and his shirt was torn in two.

"Don't touch me! Bastard!" With Yan Qingluo's heart-wrenching scream, Qin Feng stopped what he was doing. He stared at the girl in front of him blankly, his expression suddenly became terrifying, and his eyes were filled with a sinister light. He strangled Yan Qingluo's throat with one hand, "You are not Qingluo, this body is not hers, who are you? Why are you imitating her movements? Speak!"

Yan Qingluo was unable to breathe for a moment, and could not make any sound, and his face turned red.

"Who are you? What is your purpose? Where is Qingluo? Where did you hide her?" Qin Feng was like a mad beast, with blood oozing from his eyes.

Yan Qingluo was speechless. She slapped Qin Feng's hand, trying to take his hand away.

Qin Feng realized that he had used too much force and relaxed his strength slightly.

"I am not Qingluo, Qingluo is dead." Yan Qingluo stared into Qin Feng's eyes and said word by word.

"Impossible, how could she die? How dare she? How dare she do that without my permission?" Qin Feng was like crazy, his eyes were distracted for a moment. He didn't dare to believe it, nor did he want to believe it. Qing Luo couldn't have died because of him. It was impossible.

Because of his carelessness, Xun Hui tampered with the weapon. He didn't expect Qing Luo to take on this mission. Originally, this mission should have belonged to Hong Ying's team.

Qing Luo was really dead. She was really blown to ashes by the howitzer, and even her body was nowhere to be found.

This cruel girl just left him like that.

Yan Qingluo stared at him intently. The expressions on his face showed sadness, self-blame, regret, and guilt. What was he thinking?

Yan Qingluo spoke slowly, "Qingluo is really dead!"

"Who are you? How do you know she is dead? How do you know the password to her locker?" Qin Feng will not let her go easily.

"It has nothing to do with you." Yan Qingluo said coldly.

Qin Feng's heart suddenly tightened. Even Yan Qingluo's stubborn look was exactly the same as Qingluo's.

Are there really people who look so similar, or is there really such a thing as soul traveling across time and space in this world?

Qin Feng narrowed his eyes slightly, exuding a dangerous aura, and curled his thin lips slightly, "Don't tell me?"

He approached Yan Qingluo suddenly and whispered in Yan Qingluo's ear, "It doesn't matter who you are. Since you are so similar to her, I don't mind you being her substitute."

Yan Qingluo felt nervous and her back went cold. She knew that Qin Feng was really perverted and cruel. He could do anything crazy.

Qin Feng stood up and said slowly, "You just said you were Yan Qingluo. It just so happens that I'm looking for Yan Qingluo. The Yan family owes me, so you're here to pay it back."

"You bastard ... um ... " Before Yan Qingluo could finish her words, her red lips were sealed by something warm.

Qin Feng had clamped Yan Qingluo's hands with one hand and raised them high above his head without him noticing.

With his other hand, he quickly unfastened the belt buckle, pulled it out with force, and skillfully tied Yan Qingluo's wrists to the head of the bed.

Then he tore off Yan Qingluo's already torn clothes and tied her feet to both sides of the end of the bed.

Within a minute, Yan Qingluo was pinned to the bed by Qin Feng in such a humiliating position.

Yan Qingluo was filled with despair. Although she was an open-minded girl, she didn't want to have an affair with a man she didn't like.

And it's a violent kind.

Qin Feng had a crazy smile on his face, which was a bit creepy.

He stood by the bed, staring at Yan Qingluo steadily, and elegantly unbuttoned his shirt.

Yan Qingluo felt nauseous.

Seeing the unwilling expression on Yan Qingluo's face, he chuckled, "It's okay, I will make you happy."

He took out a small pill from somewhere, pinched Yan Qingluo's chin, and stuffed it into her mouth.

After a while, Yan Qingluo felt his body starting to heat up, and an uncontrollable heat gradually rose in his heart.

Yan Qingluo suddenly realized that the little pill just now was ...

"Qin Feng, you're a beast!" Yan Qingluo roared.

"Beast? Okay, but don't cry and beg me, a beast, to help you later." Qin Feng said with a nasty smile.

Yan Qingluo's consciousness gradually began to fade. She bit the tip of her tongue hard, but the slight pain only kept her awake for a few seconds. In front of her, Qin Feng's face gradually turned into Mu Ye's.

"It feels so bad, I miss you so much ... " Yan Qingluo murmured in a low voice.

"No, no, he is not Mu Ye, not ... " Yan Qingluo shook his head frantically, trying to sober himself up.

"Aye, I really miss ... " Looking at the "Mu Ye" in front of him, Yan Qingluo couldn't help himself.

Qin Feng was already naked at this time. He reached out to the bed and was about to tear off Yan Qingluo's pants, but suddenly he felt a pain on the back of his head and fainted.

Yan Qingluo now saw everyone as Mu Ye. As soon as one Mu Ye fell in front of her, another Mu Ye rushed to her and looked at her with a distressed look on his face.

She shook her head which was a mess and murmured, "Aye, I'm so hot and uncomfortable ... "

Mu Ye took off his coat and put it on Yan Qingluo, cut the straps that bound her hands and feet, and held her tightly in his arms.

Yan Qingluo had completely lost his mind, and kept whispering, "Aye, Aye ... "

She rubbed against Mu Ye's arms restlessly, making Mu Ye feel hot all over.

His deep eyes stared at Yan Qingluo, and he called softly, "Luo'er, my Luo'er. If you continue like this, I'm afraid I really can't help it."