"hiss…"

"Baby...don't move..."

The voice in my ear was low, husky, and alluring.

Wen Qinghe's ear was almost burned.

Recalling the occasions when she heard that voice, she instantly felt a connection.

Wen Qinghe: ...This is fucking...unbelievable...

It's poisonous...

The sounds of panting rose and fell all around her, and she worried that the man might also be unable to resist coming here.

She quickly wrapped her arms around the man's neck and whispered, "Ayan, this isn't a good place. There are security cameras. If you want... let's go home."

Yan Xiao, who originally didn't intend to do anything and just wanted to calm down slowly: ?

In fact, although Yan Xiao was surprised by their behavior, it wasn't entirely new to them.

He had heard a lot of gossip about widows and widowers in the village going into the cornfields and groves when he was a child.

Later, he even bumped into her on the mountain once, and he was just as shocked as Wen Qinghe was.

Now I see the little girl with an expression that says, "I'll give it to you when I get home, don't hold it in here."

He was both amused and exasperated, but there was no reason not to eat the meat that was about to be in his mouth.

The man lowered his eyes, his voice slightly hoarse, "Baby, is it okay if we go home..."

The little girl responded with a blush and an obedient nod.

"Um."

…

It was ten minutes later when Wen Qinghe and Yan Xiao came out.

I have no interest in watching the movie anymore.

After all, with two films of very different styles playing in front and behind, the noise is actually quite annoying.

In May, the nights in Beijing are still a bit chilly.

Even the coolest breeze couldn't extinguish the restlessness in the man's heart.

His mind was filled with the little girl whispering in his ear, "This isn't okay... let's go home..."

And that extremely obedient "Mmm"

All the blood in his body rushed to one side, and all he wanted to do was hug the person and bully them...

On the way back, Yan Xiao didn't have time to appreciate the night view and the bustling traffic along the roadside.

As the car drove into the villa's underground parking lot, Yan Xiao heard the little girl suddenly say something.

"Unless there are special circumstances, no servants will come to the villa at night."

Yan Xiao's dark eyes were intense, his lust surging wildly, and his burning emotions were becoming increasingly difficult to conceal.

As soon as the car came to a stop, he reached up, unbuckled his seatbelt, and got out.

He walked straight to the driver's seat and picked the person up from the seat.

At the same time, he lowered his head and took his thin lips into the small mouth he had been longing for all night.

Sucking, entwining, tasting.

As you walk, keep an eye out for the elevator buttons that lead upstairs.

Today, following Wen Qinghe, he has learned a lot of things.

Wen Qinghe felt as if she had been carried into the room by the man in just a few breaths.

Simmons beds have excellent resilience.

Wen Qinghe was gently placed on the bed, but the moment the man pounced on her, the impact caused her body to spring up and crash into his arms.

Love is a very mysterious word.

It depends on how you interpret and understand her.

Love arises without warning, and deepens with each passing moment.

Yan Xiao is reading this book.

But wait until he skillfully opened it...

…

A cry of pain escaped the little girl's lips.

A hint of surprise and joy flashed through Yan Xiao's heart, but he saw the little girl's slightly pale face and her pearly teeth biting her lip.

His dark pupils held only immense tenderness and heartache.

"Baby…"

The man's kisses landed gently on the girl's brow, the corner of her eye, the tip of her nose, and finally, he tenderly kissed her red lips...

…

"Baby, I'm so happy."

He knew he wasn't the girl's first boyfriend, so he knew she must have dated other people before.

Judging from the timeline, she must have been dating someone during this era.

When he first found out, he only dared to be secretly jealous of that bastard who had her before him and didn't cherish her.

I dare not think about anything else.

But the fact that his wife now belonged only to him still made him so happy he was almost going crazy.

This ecstatic feeling fills the excited brain, and the most obvious result is that the behavior controlled by the brain becomes increasingly unrestrained.

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