The lights are bright inside the luxurious yacht.
Yong Zhixu carried Koala in his arms through the living room and came to a room. After entering, he closed the door and locked it.
The room was dimly lit, and the light purple night light cast a hazy purple veil over the white walls.
Tang Xili glanced around the room briefly and wanted to get off the man.
As soon as the legs that were wrapped around his narrow waist moved, the two strong arms that were wrapped around her waist and back came down before her. The slightly cold big hands tightly grasped her thighs, preventing her from going down.
"Miss Tangxi, don't move." The man hugged her and turned around, gently pressing her against the door. He rested his handsome face on her shoulder and whispered softly and tenderly, "Let me hold you."
Commander Yong returned from the military region yesterday afternoon.
The father and son rarely met throughout the year, so he went straight to the old house after get off work and stayed there for one night.
He didn't know that his Miss Tangxi, after coming to Nanyang, was facing such danger.
He knew she was powerful and in control of everything, but he couldn't help but worry that she would get hurt.
The hot breath sprinkled on the slender neck, like a feather gently brushing, making Tang Xili feel a little itchy. She couldn't help but move in the opposite direction of him.
But the next second, the man came up again and whispered in the dim light, "I miss you so much, thinking about you day and night."
The pleasant voice mixed with a bit of lingering intimacy was extremely pleasant to the ears, making Tang Xili's heart inexplicably hot.
She raised her hand and poked the man's shoulder, her eyes teasing, "Mr. Yong's love words are really easy to come up with..."
Yong Zhixu chuckled in her ear, "From the bottom of my heart, Miss Tangxi is the best girl in the world."
He leaned over her neck, greedily absorbing the intoxicating scent of jasmine from her body, and gripped her thigh with his fingers, tightening and relaxing them, feeling her authenticity.
Once again, he confirmed that the rainbow he looked up to every night had stopped for him.
Joy overflowed, the moon hid in the clouds, and from then on, she was the first in his life.
"Yangyang..." He suddenly spoke, with a hint of tentativeness in his voice, "Can I call you that?"
He found out that the name Wuyang was given by Aunt Tangxi. Wuyou and Wuyang represent the hopes for the two children.
Tang Xili hates the surname "An", but she probably doesn't hate this name.
The slender girl, who was completely enveloped by the broad body, stiffened slightly when she heard the nickname.
No one except her mother had ever called her that.
As far as she can remember, the name the An family called her most often was either An Wuyang or the little mute.
When she was young, she was often bullied by An Qian and An Youxuan. If she tried to defend herself, she would be beaten and scolded by Gu Yuqing, and others would also look at her with condemnation and disgust.
Later, she learned to remain silent, and they began to follow An Qian in calling her the little mute.
Only during the two years when she knew her mother, people would call her Yangyang and praise her as the cutest little girl in the world.
Those two years were the only good memories she had in the past 23 years.
Tang Xili didn't say anything, tacitly agreeing to his address to her.
"Yangyang..." the man called out softly again, and when he was sure that she didn't mind, he hugged her even tighter.
Like a little animal that was frozen in the cold night, it was transferring its body temperature to her bit by bit.
The hearts were pressed tightly together, and the two hearts were beating at the same rhythm in the silence.
Before the bodies collide, the souls merge.
As her heart pounded, it seemed as if something was covering her blood, dispelling the cold winter. Tang Xili looked up at the lamp on the ceiling, and she felt as if she was warming up.
She raised her hand and pinched the back of the man's neck, her clear voice mixed with a bit of softness, "Put me down."
"Hold me for another minute." The man held her legs tightly, raised his head slightly, and kissed her earlobe gently.
Instantly, the burning tingling sensation paralyzed her brain. Tang Xili's dense eyelashes trembled, and she couldn't help but push him, "Itchy..."
As soon as she finished speaking, she felt the body enveloping her gently stirring, and he was laughing.
"What are you laughing at?" Tang Xili was puzzled.
The lips that were kissing her earlobe moved to her earlobe, and the man smiled affectionately, "It turns out that Miss Tangxi, who is fearless, is ticklish."
Tang Xili turned her head and glanced at the man with a smirk on his face. She raised her hand and pinched his waist hard, "Did you do that on purpose?"
Yong Zhixu's brows knitted slightly in pain, but his voice became more seductive, with a hint of teasing her, "Yangyang, be gentle...it hurts..."
"..." Tang Xili felt so weak all over that she could hardly bear it.
She released her hand that was twisting his waist and put it on his shoulder. "One minute is up."
"Okay." The man put her on the ground reluctantly, and then his eyes fell on her.
The stunning girl with snow-white skin was wearing a short tight leather jacket and leather pants, revealing her slender arms and straight long legs, just like the female agent in the movie.
Beautiful and cool.
And...very hot.
Yong Zhixu's eyes were full of admiration. After sizing her up, he leaned over and praised her, "Yangyang is really pretty. Her clothes are pretty, and she's even prettier."
Tang Xili: "..."
Her snowy cheeks gradually turned red in the dim light.
She raised her eyebrows, crossed her arms over her chest, and glanced up and down at him with her eyelids raised.
The man was wearing a very formal white shirt with his sleeves rolled up, revealing his bulging forearms.
He wore a gray-black tie at his collar and two leather cuffs on his forearms. His firm and full chest muscles were faintly visible under the clothes, and a black leather belt with a metal buckle was tied around his lean waist.
Three circles of Buddhist beads were wrapped around the cold white wrist.
The atmosphere of abstinence is full.
Tang Xili raised her hand, grabbed his tie and pulled it off, then tiptoed closer to him, her red lips stopping five centimeters away from his lips, her eyes staring into his, and she smiled and flirted back, not wanting to be outdone.
"Third brother looks best without clothes..."
The girl's voice was very soft, and her alluring tone was matched with an evil face.
She is simply a demon with wild desires.
The man's eyes suddenly darkened, and he put his thin, strong hands around her waist. His index finger brushed across her lips, rubbing them gently.
"What does Yangyang want to hint to you?" His fingertips fell on her neck, and he spoke ambiguously. His low and magnetic voice was both lustful and seductive.
Tang Xili tilted her head slightly and looked at him playfully, "What do you think?"
The man chuckled softly, "If you do this... I can't stand it."
"You have to bear it even if you can't stand it." Tang Xili looked at him with a smile, not caring about the flirting or the burying.
Yong Zhixu smiled helplessly, putting away his playful expression. He pinched the soft flesh around her waist and said seriously, "What did you just call me? I didn't hear you clearly. Call me again."
Tang Xili would never do as he wished. Men cannot be spoiled.
She broke free from his hand and opened the door.
The next second, a tall figure who had been eavesdropping in the corner rushed in from outside—
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