"you"
She instinctively wanted to scream, but recognizing the man's deep eyes, a smile bloomed on her face, and she ran over: "Why are you here!"
Unexpectedly, after taking a shower, I realized that my body was in poor condition and even the coordination of my limbs was bad, commonly known as clumsy.
His slipper slipped on the edge of the carpet and he fell forward!
Although her body coordination was poor, Tong Su's mental reaction was extremely fast; reaching out was like supporting a glass round table.
They successfully weathered the storm.
The man's hand, which was about to help her up, remained suspended in mid-air, empty.
She smiled smugly at the man: "This is nothing, no need for a hero to save the damsel in distress."
The man watched her in silence.
His eyes are really beautiful.
The deep brown, almost pure black, is like a bottomless abyss. You can only see the black surging, but you can't tell any emotion other than indifference. Whenever you stare at it deeply, you feel immersed in it and can never escape.
His eyelashes were thick and long, and the light always cast deep shadows on him, making him look weathered and somber, which further accentuated the cold and hard features of his handsome face.
Everyone in the base said that this person was emotionless, a monster with blood on his hands and a heart of stone, a sinister and venomous snake lurking in the shadows, but Tong Su never thought so.
His gaze was indeed cold, but that coldness was merely his self-protection. Through that layer of coldness, only she could see a pool of tender, star-studded light within.
Gentleness, something that seemed completely out of place with his cold and hard personality, was a genuine and most genuine form of gentleness he showed to her.
She pursed her lips, smiling gently and smugly, and couldn't help but want to reach out and touch his cheek.
This man is hers.
This handsome, cold, indifferent, and dangerous man belongs to her.
It belongs only to her.
The man stared at her intently for a moment, then withdrew his hand and slowly stood up.
He was tall and imposing. I don't know where he came from, but he was wearing a tight-fitting combat uniform with high heels. When he stood up, he blocked the entire floor-to-ceiling window that was letting in moonlight.
The intense darkness suited him perfectly; he always walked in the shadows, his deep features hidden in the shadows, like a fish in water or a dragon soaring into the sky, almost becoming one with them.
He didn't speak, his deep eyes still fixed on her, his gaze gradually moving downwards, his eyes growing even more intense.
The air seemed to sense something, and the silence became ambiguous, all sound disappearing.
Only she could hear her own heartbeat.
Looking down, following his downward gaze, she realized that when she braced herself against the round table, her movements had been too forceful, tearing open a section of her collar and revealing half of her snow-white arm and collarbone.
The man suddenly reached out and scooped her up in his arms!
"you"
She gasped, drawing in a sharp breath, her back sinking heavily into the soft mattress. The mattress was so soft, it felt like she was sinking into the sea, and he was like a monstrous wave crashing down on her, fierce and roaring.
The man looked deeply into her eyes, pinched her chin, and lowered his head to kiss her deeply.
His muscles were well-defined and firm, with broad, powerful shoulders that suddenly narrowed at the waist, leaving no excess fat.
Only she had ever seen him completely naked, lost in a daze of passion.
She was afraid the room wasn't soundproof, so she bit her lip to keep quiet. But he deliberately used more force, and she almost let out a muffled groan. She grabbed his back in anger, tears welling in her eyes, but he straightened up, making her tense up and her toes curl.
In the silence, his voice was low and hoarse, filled with a domineering yet possessive nature.
"You must never see him again."
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