Ma'am, it's a million times more violent today.

In the evening, the leaden sky replaced the last trace of orange on the horizon.

Shen Xingchen in the bathroom turned off the shower, picked up the bath towel and wiped his body casually a few times, his wet hair was still dripping, but he didn't realize it.

His eyes in the mirror were moist and bright.

Looking at those eyes in the mirror, unconsciously, another face appeared in Shen Xingchen's mind.

A delicate, beautiful, but good at disguising face.

The few times I saw her, she seemed to have a different face.

Sometimes innocent and innocent, sometimes fierce and pungent, sometimes mischievous and cunning...

Shen Xingchen smiled.

I don't know which one is the real her.

Lowering his eyes, he picked up a towel to wipe the water droplets from his hair, and Shen Xingchen walked out of the bathroom.

However, when he opened the bathroom door and saw the woman sitting on the sofa in his room, Shen Xingchen was stunned.

The originally smiling face suddenly darkened.

Xiang Wenning was sitting on the sofa by the window, she had already taken off her shoes at this time, with her hands folded in front of her chest, as if she was in her own home.

Seeing Shen Xingchen looking at his expression, Xiang Wenning couldn't help but smile.

"I heard that you want to investigate me, so I took the initiative to send it to your door to investigate for you. Are you happy? Are you happy?"

Shen Xingchen didn't speak.

Although he is the only one living in this villa, the most advanced security electronic system is installed in the whole villa. As long as someone breaks in, the alarm in the villa will sound immediately, and he will also received the message.

But Xiang Wenning was already sitting in his room at this moment, but he didn't notice it at all.

Shen Xingchen narrowed his eyes, suddenly restrained his serious face, and smiled softly.

He threw away the towel in his hand, picked up his pace, and walked towards Xiang Wenning calmly.

"In that case, how do you plan to let me investigate?"

After saying that, Shen Xingchen had already walked in front of Xiang Wenning. He bowed his body slightly and put his hands on the armrests on both sides of the sofa, enveloping Xiang Wenning in an instant.

Wen Ning asked about the smell of shower gel and shampoo, not very strong, but a very fresh one, like the smell of grass after the rain.

Xiang Wenning also smiled.

"How do you want to investigate? Can you go there?"

As he spoke, Xiang Wenning got up suddenly, put his hands on Shen Xingchen's chest, and pushed him onto the bed with force.

Shen Xingchen didn't resist, and just let his body lie flat on the black silk satin bed sheet.

He held his dark eyes and watched Xiang Wenning slowly sit up.

Her black hair was like a waterfall of ink, pouring down with her movements.

The ink in Shen Xingchen's eyes became thicker, and his smile became stronger.

"So you like being on it."

Faced with Shen Xingchen's teasing, Xiang Wenning didn't even blush, but said quietly: "I like a lot of tricks..."

As he said that, Xiang Wenning suddenly leaned down, looking as if he wanted to kiss Shen Xingchen.

Although he knew it was impossible, Shen Xingchen was still slightly taken aback.

But just as Xiang Wenning's face was approaching his, and a second before her lips were about to approach her lips, she shifted her direction, tilted her head, and brought her lips to Shen Xingchen's ear. Heard the voice, said something.

"Would you like to try?"

After saying that, Xiang Wenning's eyes suddenly turned cold, and then he quickly took out the handcuffs pinned to the back of his waist, and firmly plucked the ring of the handcuffs on Shen Xingchen's wrist.

Shen Xingchen frowned, wanted to resist but found that Xiang Wenning's movement of sitting on him had completely restrained his mobility.

In the next second, Xiang Wenning lifted his body, pulled the handcuffs with both hands and lifted Shen Xingchen up.

Shen Xingchen was forced to move his body until the other part of the handcuffs was fastened to the head of the bed.

Shen Xingchen laughed again.

"Unexpectedly, you like this tune."

Xiang Wenning ignored Shen Xingchen's words, just took out a key and waved it in front of Shen Xingchen.

Suddenly, with a slight flick of her hand, the key flew out along the window.

Shen Xingchen narrowed his eyes slightly.

At this moment, he was like a piece of fish on a chopping board, wrapped in only a bath towel, and handcuffed to his own bed.

"Didn't you tell me to investigate, why did you stop?"

Xiang Wenning suddenly turned cold, turned on the bed, and sat on Shen Xingchen's body again. The weight of his body suppressed Shen Xingchen's legs and he couldn't move. One hand was still handcuffed, so Xiang Wenning's hand was pinched. When it was on his neck, he had no room to resist.

"Shen Xingchen, what exactly do you want to do?"

Xiang Wenning ran out of patience, anyway, he has seen his true face, so he doesn't need to bother pretending anymore.

At this moment, her fair and slender fingers seemed to be life-threatening iron chains, tightening bit by bit around Shen Xingchen's neck.

Shen Xingchen could clearly feel the pressure of the blood vessels being squeezed, and he could also clearly realize that his breathing was becoming increasingly difficult.

Soon, his face turned red, and even the corners of his eyes began to turn physiologically red.

Rao is so embarrassed, but it doesn't affect his coquettishness and smile in the slightest.

Xiang Wenning frowned: "What are you laughing at?"

"Xiang Wenning, you are afraid of me."

"..."

I'm afraid of your uncle!

"You don't seem to be afraid of death?"

"You won't kill me."

"Ah!"

Xiang Wenning couldn't help laughing out loud: "Why do you think so?"

"Just because you are like me, as long as you see Fu Jingyan unhappy, you will be very happy."

After Shen Xingchen said this sentence, the movement of Xiang Wenning's hand suddenly stopped, and the next second, she let go of her hand.

Shen Xingchen, who regained his freedom to breathe, couldn't help opening his mouth to gasp, but the flush on his face didn't fade away.

His black pupils were still staring at Xiang Wenning, deep and bright.

"So you're saying, aren't we made for each other?"

Xiang Wenning did not speak.

Shen Xingchen and Fu Jingyan are old enemies, and I know this better than anyone else. In retrospect, the two times I met Shen Xingchen after rebirth, it seemed that Fu Jingyan was there.

So, the person he was following wasn't actually himself, but Fu Jingyan?

Xiang Wenning's expression softened a little.

"Even if the matter of you following me can be explained, but how can you explain the matter of you investigating me and hugging me twice?"

"What do you mean when a man hugs a woman?"

Xiang Wenning didn't believe what Shen Xingchen said at all.

So, she stared at Shen Xingchen for a while, then suddenly bent down, stretched out her arms, and hugged Shen Xingchen in her arms...