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She yelled twice and there was no movement, she didn't care about anything else, she took two steps back and slammed her body heavily towards the door.

The door opened with a "bang", and an unsightly scene in the bathroom came into her eyes.

I saw Su Xing lying on the ground, the belt was loose, and Qin Ailin was wrapped around Su Xing's body, the outer skirt had been taken off, only the inner...

Song Yan only felt a surge of hot blood rushing to his head, and almost passed out out of breath.

I didn't expect to come to the bathroom to clean clothes, but it turned into such a beautiful scene!
Angry and angry, Song Yan said coldly: "It seems that I disturbed you, I'm sorry, you go ahead, I'm leaving!"

"Luhan!" Su Xing raised his head slightly and called her, the voice sounded a bit strange.

Song Yan stopped walking and turned to look at his face, seeing that there was a look of pain on his face, a light flashed in her heart, she then walked in quickly and pulled Qin Ailin away from Su Xing's body with all her strength.

Qin Ailin was shoved by her and hit the wall next to her with a "woo".

She didn't care about her, and leaned forward to look at Su Xing. Su Xing grabbed her arm, stood up unsteadily, gritted his teeth and said, "Let's go!"

"Belt." Song Yan whispered, helped him fasten the belt around his waist, put his arms on his shoulders, and led him out.

When they got out of the bathroom, they confronted Mo Shaojing who was on the way. Seeing Song Yan supporting Su Xing, Mo Shaojing's expression changed drastically, and he shouted, "Qin Luhan, what did you do to Aileen!"

"Mrs. Qin, I should ask you what you did to your daughter!" Su Xing said in a deep voice.

Mo Shaojing's face was embarrassed, and he stretched out his hand to stop him: "You can't leave!"

Su Xing ignored her, supported Song Yan's shoulders and walked out. Seeing that the two of them were about to collide with Mo Shaojing, Su Xing suddenly shouted in a deep voice, "Get out of here!"

Majestic and powerful, it makes people's hearts tremble.

Mo Shaojing involuntarily took two steps back, Song Yan quickened his pace and took Su Xing out.

After leaving the villa, Su Xing said to Song Yan, "You drive."

Song Yan didn't ask carefully, helped him to sit in the passenger seat, and sat in the driver's cab by himself.

After turning on the ignition and stepping on the accelerator, she skillfully turned the car around and drove out.

It wasn't until he left the community and drove on the road that Su Xing spoke, his voice was very hoarse: "See if there is a hotel, let's stay."

Song Yan turned to look at him in surprise, only to find that his eyes were bloodshot.

She suddenly realized something, and she felt a "thump" in her heart: "You—"

"That kind of medicine! So looking for a hotel, I'm at a loss." Su Xing interrupted her and replied.

"Damn Mo Shaojing!" Song Yan cursed in a low voice, and pulled the car aside. There was an express hotel on the street.

Soon, she helped Su Xing into the room, and Su Xing put most of his body weight on her body. After entering the room, she couldn't bear it any longer. When she walked to the bed, she wanted to help him lie down The one who went on the bed lost his footing and fell down heavily with him.

She struggled to get up, but was pinned down by him turning over.

"You...what are you doing..." Song Yan's heart was beating wildly, he stammered, feeling his whole body was burning hot.

Su Xing looked down at her and didn't speak, just breathing heavily, the breath of the two were hotly intertwined, and the eyelashes of the two were about to brush each other.

Song Yan swallowed hard, trying to tell him well: "Well... you go to the bathroom and take a shower-uh..." Before he could finish speaking, someone stopped him.

Spinning around, almost suffocating, Song Yan completely lost himself, feeling like a drowning fish...

At three o'clock in the morning, Song Yan sat up and leaned against the head of the bed, feeling sore all over.

Gently turning on the bedside lamp, she saw a few dark purple marks on her collarbone. For some reason, tears fell from her heart.Not sad, just lost.She never thought that she would have a relationship with him under such a situation, which was neither romantic nor warm at all.

And to her chagrin, even though she knew it was bad, she still intuitively indulged and became frenzied, and these few hours were a kind of carnival for her.It's just that when everything calms down, a faint sense of loss floods into my heart like a tide.

Beside him, Su Xing fell into a deep sleep. He first took the medicine and then exhausted his energy, probably because he was too tired.

She stared at the shadow cast by his eyelashes in front of her eyes, dazed.

I feel a little sad in my heart. Shouldn't the exchange of mind and body be carried out in a romantic atmosphere, but now——I and him can't even be called sympathy...

Su Xing's body moved, and subconsciously leaned against her in his sleep, Song Yan was so frightened that he slid into the quilt without daring to move.

His breath was sprayed on the back of her neck, which was warm, but inexplicably made her relax. Before she knew it, she closed her eyes and fell into a dream.

Song Yan was woken up by soft voices. When he opened his eyes, the first thing he did was to look around. The surroundings were empty, and a corner of the quilt was lifted. He had already gotten up. Hearing voices, he should be in the bathroom.

He seemed to be on the phone, with a sullen voice: "Go straight to him, don't be too subtle this time!" After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone.

Then he came out of the bathroom, Song Yan hurriedly closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep.

She felt him coming to her side, and even felt his gaze on her face.But she didn't dare to open her eyes, wishing he would leave at this time.

After a while in silence, Su Xing's low-pitched voice sounded: "I know you're awake."

Song Yan's eyelashes trembled, and finally he couldn't pretend anymore, and slowly opened his eyes.

The haze from last night in his dark eyes has disappeared, and it has become as deep and clear as ever.

He looked at her, and she looked at him. The two looked at each other for a few seconds, and neither of them spoke.

I don't know how long it took, but he suddenly looked away: "What happened last night——"

"Oh, you don't have to keep it in mind, I took the initiative."

He turned his gaze back and looked at her in surprise.

"Actually, I took advantage of sleeping with you. Ahem, it feels good." Song Yan said pretending to be chic.

Su Xing's eyes darkened and he didn't answer.

Song Yan stretched out his arm from under the quilt and waved at him: "Well, you avoid it for a while, I want to change clothes."

He bent down and picked up her scattered clothes on the floor, threw them on the bed, then turned and walked to the window, with his back to her.

Song Yan looked at those clothes, his face turned red, the collar of the clothes was torn, it can be seen how violent they were when they took them off...

She took the clothes into the quilt and put them on rustlingly. Fortunately, the clothes are thick in winter, and when she puts on the coat, the scenery displayed by the clothes inside will be blocked.

"Okay, I'll go wash up, and then we'll leave." She said to Su Xing's back, and hurried into the bathroom.

After entering the bathroom, she flushed her face with cold water. After washing for a while, she came out and saw Su Xing standing in front of the window smoking a cigarette.

She has never seen him smoke. Is it because he slept with her last night, so he is so distressed that he wants to smoke?