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"I'm not that narcissistic, I just think it's unreasonable." Tang Jinjin wanted to pull out her arm.

But he was very strong, and she tried several times, but failed to achieve her wish.

Leng Yanchi lay on one side asceticly, with one hand resting on the back of his head, but the hand that was holding Tang Jinjin did not intend to let go.

"Unreasonable? Need me to show you the marriage certificate?"

Tang Jinjin was stunned speechless.

Indeed, the marriage certificate is really a huge bug.

Tang Jinjin frowned delicately, and whispered: "That was before, besides, we are going to go through the formalities, and you are going to marry Ms. Zhao, right? You already have children. We are so uncomfortable. OK."

Leng Yanchi listened to her clear and gentle voice, she cried for a long time just now, with a strong nasal voice.

Strange to say, Tang Jinjin felt more important to him than Meiyan.

"Shut up and go to sleep." Leng Yanchi's voice was a little serious.

Tang Jinjin still lay prone on the quilt, not daring to move.

"You scratched me."

Are all men as strong as bulls?
Grabbing her arm felt like it was going to shatter.

When Leng Yanchi heard this, he relaxed a little bit, but he didn't let go. Instead, he lowered his big palm, grabbed Tang Jinjin's little hand and kneaded it in his hand.

These little hands are exactly the same.

Hold it in your hand, even a god who is restless in his arms can't help being distracted.

Playing with light and heavy ones is more likable than any other treasure.

It was raining outside the window.

Inside the house, there was another tantalizing night atmosphere.

Tang Jinjin yawned.

Those big black and white eyes are also a bit stuttered.

Hold it and hold it.

Compared with the fear of the night, being held by him can at least feel a little sense of security.

After Tang Jinjin yawned twice, she fell asleep again.

He just maintained the posture just now, laying there and fell asleep almost instantly.

Hearing the shallow and even breathing, Leng Yanchi moved his hands: "Sleeping?"

What responded to him was Tang Jinjin's shallow breathing.

She lay beside him, as docile as a kitten.

"What a pig."

Leng Yanchi lay down, still playing with her delicate and tender hand like jade.

Feeling a chill, he let go of his hand and threw the quilt on her body to cover her.

Tang Jinjin slept very soundly this time.

She slept well, but her face was covered by the quilt, and her breathing was a little uncomfortable. She immediately struggled and climbed onto the pillow.

The sense of security is so strong that she has no sense of guard, just like she used to, she starts to take off the bar when she falls asleep~

She moved her little hand at first, feeling being held, and pulled out her little hand angrily, then reached into the skirt, unbuttoned it, took off the belt from the cuff, twitched the neckline, and flicked the side.

A must-have for every girl.

After feeling free from restraint, she smacked her little lips and continued to fall asleep sweetly.

Leng Yanchi never expected to be slapped in the face.

After he reached out to take off the thing that hit his face, he touched the warm and fragrant cloth.

The man's face was so black that it almost blended into the night.

"Tang Jinjin!" Leng Yanchi gritted his teeth in a low voice.

He tilted his head to look at the petite silhouette lying beside him.

Different from his cold and stern breath, the little woman next to him was still sleeping very sweetly.

Leng Yanchi threw the bar in his hand to her side, and then wanted to squeeze her little hand hard to teach her a lesson.

When he was doing it, he unexpectedly thought of the bruise on the back of her hand that day.

Leng Yanchi finally gave up.

Compared with his forbearance, after Tang Jinjin fell asleep, he was obviously much more presumptuous.

It was a little cold, she pulled the quilt to cover it up, and then subconsciously moved closer to Leng Yanchi.

Clinging to him, the little one was sleeping beside him, raising its leg across his waist.

The result of wearing a skirt to sleep is the same as not wearing it.

Leng Yanchi felt a weight on his waist, and that smooth and well-proportioned leg was actually rubbing against him.

"Tang Jinjin!"

Leng Yanchi's voice became a little louder.

Tang Jinjin grunted and pursed her lips in grievance.

"It's so fierce..." She was talking in her sleep.

There was a bit of accusation in the whispering voice.

Leng Yanchi took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and tried to calm herself down.

Did he get too used to her and let her be so presumptuous?

Leng Yanchi withdrew his hands and put them behind his head.

Close your eyes again and let yourself fall asleep.

During a light sleep, Leng Yanchi felt a soft body curled up against his side.

In the darkness, the man's handsome face was tense and his brows were solemn.

I have been controlling my breathing.

If he was domineering like a Satan when he threatened her before, then Leng Yanchi now is like a gentleman.

Both good and evil seem to be engraved in his bones.

The next day.

After a night of heavy rain, the sky cleared up.

Tang Jinjin slept soundly, she stretched her waist.

Just as the little hands and feet were stretched apart, they touched a warm and firm body.

Tang Jinjin's sleepy face froze.

She slowly turned her head to look over, with a cautious expression on her fair little face.

With just one glance, Tang Jinjin's eyes instantly widened and were covered with bloodshot eyes.

She saw Leng Yanchi who was sleeping with his eyes closed. The man's facial features were superior, and he still released a powerful aura even in his sleep.

This look is not fatal, what is fatal is that what is placed next to his pillow is his own set of white lace bar! !
What an adrenaline rush!What is Thunder Rolling!This is!

Tang Jinjin swished her bar car back into her arms, and at the same time wrapped herself up with a quilt.

He should not have seen it!
Tang Jinjin felt that the death of the society was another incident.

Just when she was depressed.

Leng Yanchi was startled awake by this movement, he quietly opened his eyes and glanced at the little quail under the quilt.

"Good morning, brother Yanchi." Tang Jinjin said, wrapping up all the quilts, and rolling away from Leng Yanchi by himself.

Even though she was wrapped in a quilt, the vacuum still made her feel insecure.

Leng Yanchi raised his hand and squeezed the aching eyebrows.

He didn't sleep very well last night. He was tortured by this clingy guy all night, and his whole body was on fire.

So much so that Leng Yanchi was somewhat displeased.

Tang Jinjin was in a daze, she was too unguarded yesterday, she slept with a wolf in bed with peace of mind.

Tang Jinjin really despised herself.

"Quilt." Leng Yanchi closed her eyes and spoke in a hoarse voice.

"Are you still going to sleep? It's dawn?"

Tang Jinjin didn't want to let out the quilt, because the size of her and her bar in the quilt were a bit unsightly.

Leng Yanchi lazily opened his eyes again, the displeasure in his eyes was a bit stronger than before.

"Why, is it too late to pretend to be reserved afterwards?"

Pretending to be reserved?
Did she do something rebellious to him yesterday?Impossible, she sleeps very well, and there is a quilt in between!