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The breath is quiet.

The heat, the ambiguity, the fragrance of flowers, everything seems to have gone away from Xu Ansheng.

Xu Ansheng looked at the person in front of him, his eyes widened and his mind went blank.

She lost all consciousness.

Feng Boyi looked at the shocked and unbelievable face of the person who was firmly on top of him, he moved his fingertips slightly while holding her, and then opened his lips.

Xu Ansheng's mind buzzed for a moment, and he was stunned.

A clean breath came in, and instantly entangled her lips and teeth. He stared at her and kissed her.

Not overbearing, not domineering, just like spring rain falling on her lips.

Xu Ansheng was stunned. Apart from her heart beating wildly, she had no idea what to do.

He kissed her, he actually kissed her...

The light went out again, and the ambiguous light lingered, Feng Boyi hugged the person on her body, and the kiss deepened, and his hand also reached into her shirt, and took control inside.

The string in Xu Ansheng's mind broke, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and then gradually closed.

She has no resistance to this man, if he wants to take the initiative, she really has no reason at all.

He kissed her deeply, obviously not forcefully but took her breath little by little and controlled her.

At some point, when Xu Ansheng went from lying on him to lying on the bed, the shirt on her body was gradually untied and dropped to the ground.

So was his bathrobe.

The breath in the bedroom became messy, and the breathing was unsteady, the heat began to rise, and the fragrance of flowers became even stronger.

Xu Ansheng hugged the person on his body, tilted his head slightly, his body was no longer his own...

Outside the door, Xie Shengying leaned against the door, listening to the voice in the bedroom, a satisfied smile gradually appeared on his face.

And Mrs. You is even more so.

The layout in this bedroom was "carefully" arranged by Xie Shengying. If the two of them could resist it, it wouldn't be her, Xie Shengying.

Looking at Mrs. You, Xie Shengying left quietly.

The night is thick, everything is asleep, and all sounds are trapped in the thick night.

Except in the bedroom.

Xu Ansheng felt a bit terrible tonight.

Before Feng Boyi was extremely strong towards her, as if he wanted to tear her apart and swallow her whole, but tonight he was very different, not strong at all, it can be said that he was very gentle.

It's like Ruan Ruanxiang, who can't torture her.

Xu Ansheng couldn't help but have an idea in his mind, he couldn't be worried about his injuries.

Speaking of it, Zhou Yunsheng didn't say that he couldn't have sex, but he did say that he couldn't do strenuous exercise.

She didn't think much about it at the time, she just thought that she couldn't run and exercise.

Now that I think about it, Zhou Yunsheng probably has another meaning.

That's why you can't have intercourse.

It has been almost half a month since she was injured, and she is much better, but if this person treats her as hard as before, maybe she will be seriously injured.

But now he is like this, absolutely not.

It's just... hard...

Xu Ansheng was panting from his tossing, she was in the sky for a while, and was on the ground for a while, just like riding a roller coaster, making her sweat keep coming out.

She wanted to say, don't do this, she can't bear it.

But she couldn't say such words, and when he kissed her, her mind became muddled for an instant. In the end, she could only hold him and bear it in a low voice.

Xu Ansheng didn't know why he fell asleep afterwards, but he just vaguely felt that he was tossing him all the time, and it seemed that he was tossing him in his dreams...

Late at night, Yunlan Island.

That European-style modern villa, the study room.

Jing Han sat in the executive chair, listening to the voice from the mobile phone.

"Carl fled into Mount Mo'an, and our people chased him in. He was injured, and he shouldn't live long."

Jing Han held the pen in his hand, rubbing his fingertips slightly: "I shouldn't."

The person on the phone understood: "Yes."

After hanging up the phone, Jing Han held the phone and looked at the night outside.

An Sheng, I will not let people who hurt you go.

At this moment, with a click, the pen broke, and his eyes were extremely cold.