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"Young Master."

Fan Yanran said something, and her slender fingers slowly approached Jun Mohan's chest, "I will make you want to die, definitely better than my sister."

"you dare?"

The veins on Jun Mohan's forehead jumped up, he looked at Fan Yanran with cold eyes, and his big hands were groping for something in the drawer?
Fan Yanran smiled charmingly, "Young Master Jun, don't resist, you will fall in love with me."

When she said this, Fan Yanran took off the only barrier on her body, crossed her fair legs, and looked at Jun Mohan with a smile.

Just when she was about to pounce on Jun Mohan, suddenly a cold light flashed, and Fan Yanran fell to the ground, clutching her arms, and looked at him in horror.

"Didn't you drink that cup of coffee? Why?"

As soon as the words fell, she felt a pain attack, and only then did she realize that her arm had been cut deeply, and bright red blood was left.

Jun Mohan supported his body and looked at Fan Yanran on the ground, his eyes were full of scarlet, "You are the first person who dares to plot against me."

Fan Yanran was afraid, her body trembled, and her tone was flattering, "Master Jun, I was wrong, if you are angry, I can."

"roll."

Fan Yanran was so frightened that she got up, and just when she wanted to go out, she just remembered that she was naked, if she went out, what would happen to her?
Jun Mohan narrowed his eyes, his physical strength had reached its limit, and the worst thing was, the impulse in his body made him feel like his whole body was on fire, fearing that something might happen, his voice became colder and colder.

"If you don't leave, I'll let someone greet you."

"I'm going, I'm going."

Without any hesitation, Fan Yanran ran out of the study. Jun Mohan looked at the distant figure and slumped on the chair. The sweat on his forehead dripped down his cheeks, his handsome face was terribly red.

"Lengsi, send someone to take good care of Fan Yanran,"

"Master Jun, your voice?"

Leng Si obviously heard Jun Mohan's strangeness, and asked worriedly.

A faint light flashed in Jun Mohan's eyes, "I'm fine."

When he put down the microphone, Jun Mohan came to the bedroom with difficulty, and when he heard a "bang", An Xiaoxiao woke up from the dream and looked at him defensively.

"you are not"

Before An Xiaoxiao could finish her sentence, Jun Mohan threw herself on her, and before she could refuse, she heard a "tear" sound, and the pajamas on her body were sacrificed heroically.

An Xiaoxiao was frightened, Jun Mohan actually came hard, so she struggled, "Jun Mohan, go away."

"Go away, go away."

But the only response to An Xiaoxiao was that rough kiss. She was afraid, and grabbed Jun Mohan's arm and bit it down fiercely. The pain made him regain his sanity temporarily.

Looking at the tearful eyes and the horrible clothes under him, Jun Mohan's eyes were full of annoyance, and he said in a hoarse voice: "An'an, I'm sorry, I fell for Fan Yanran's words."

"Fan Yanran, what does this have to do with him?"

An Xiaoxiao asked anxiously, and suddenly felt Jun Mohan's abnormal body temperature, her eyes widened, and she said in disbelief: "She gave you medicine."

"Ah."

Jun Mohan responded, and then strong desire filled his soul, and his hands started to ignite An Xiaoxiao's body again, thinking that her aunt hadn't come yet, she said loudly: "Mo Han, stop."

But her voice didn't have any effect, fearing that Jun Mohan would really force herself, she took the opportunity to kiss his lips, and then escaped from his grasp.

Jun Mohan lost the cold temperature in his arms, his eyes were full of dissatisfaction, and he wanted to get off the bed.

How to do?What should I do?
An Xiaoxiao had a flash of inspiration, then rushed into the bathroom, and poured a basin of cold water on Jun Mohan.

"Mo Han, go take a bath, that's what I did last time."

"An'an, not this time."

Jun Mohan gave a wry smile, and looked at a certain part of himself. An Xiaoxiao frowned, so she boldly said, "Go take a bath first, and leave the rest to me."

"It can only be this way."

An Xiaoxiao looked at the receding figure, something flashed in her eyes, then she walked into the bathroom with a rope, and gently wrapped it around Jun Mohan's wrist.

Looking at him apologetically, "I'm afraid you'll mess around."

"I see."

Jun Mohan closed his eyes and said nothing, the swelling pain somewhere was almost tormenting him to death.

An Xiaoxiao saw it too, and began to blush and her heart beat. There was no other way, since her aunt was still there, she couldn't help him, so she could only do this.

Jun Mohan felt a pair of soft and boneless hands holding him, he snorted, then opened his eyes, An Xiaoxiao subconsciously let go, and said shamefully and angrily, "Close your eyes."

"An'an, hurry up."

Hearing the deep and hoarse voice, An Xiaoxiao didn't respond, but just started to move her hands until Jun Mohan opened her eyes when her hand was about to break.

"Thank you, An An."

"It's okay, as long as you're well." An Xiaoxiao said shyly, wiping the stains on her hands.

Hearing what she said, Jun Mohan smiled wryly, and said in a low voice, "It seems to be far from good."

An Xiaoxiao looked at Jun Mohan who raised her head and chest up again, the corners of her mouth twitched, she said through gritted teeth, "Fan Yanran."

"An An."

Jun Mohan muttered An Xiaoxiao's name, enjoying her service, wondering if it was a blessing in disguise.

Time passed very long, until it was almost dawn, An Xiaoxiao fell asleep tiredly, looking at those white little hands and those reddish lips, a touch of emotion flashed in his eyes.

Coming out of the bathroom with slender legs, he hugged An Xiaoxiao and put him on the bed. Jun Mohan tidied his clothes, and left here coldly.

There were screams coming from the house in the suburbs. Fan Yanran looked at the different men on her body, and stared straight at the roof, her heart was full of despair. It had been a day and a night, and she didn't stop for a moment. Generally, toss with them.

Jun Mohan, you are really ruthless.

Leng Si stood outside the door without any expression on her face. This femme-hearted woman actually plotted against Young Master Jun, and she deserved to end up like this.

A luxurious and low-key car stopped, Jun Mohan got out of the car, and Leng Si immediately went up to meet him.

"Young Master."

"How is she?"

"It's still going on."

Leng Si glanced at the location of the house and said respectfully.

A cruel smile rose from the corner of Jun Mohan's lips, "Continue, but she must be spared."

"Yes."

After saying this, Jun Mohan left here. No one had ever made him fall so hard. Fan Yanran was the first one. Thinking of An Xiaoxiao's exhausted look, his deep eyes were only bloodthirsty.