Mr. Huo, stop being abusive. Miss Fu is going on a blind date again.

The black Bentley was parked in the garden of Jinling's famous residence. Recently, a new wave of roses bloomed in the garden. A large area of ​​roses as bright as the sunset surrounded the car, looking like a dream under the dim light.

In the car, Cao Fang and Cao Yuan got out of the car long ago.

Huo Minzheng turned over and pressed Fu Yan on the soft sofa, lowered his head and kissed her wantonly.

It seemed like he wanted to release all the desires that had not been released in the hotel corridor before.

Huo Minzheng really felt like he was going crazy when he thought of her eating next to Huo Yuanshi and the way he looked at her.

But he cared about her and didn't dare to scare her.

Even though he was restrained, the kiss was passionate.

Fu Yan felt as if something was about to explode in her mind. She held Huo Mingzheng's face hard, moved him slightly away, and gasped, "Huo Mingzheng, don't..."

"Huh?" Huo Minzheng groaned.

He took out one hand and grabbed one of hers, interlocking his fingers with hers forcefully. He, who was always calm, was breathing harder than she was.

Losing the control of one hand, Fu Yan couldn't resist it at all.

He leaned over and placed a kiss on her forehead, eyebrows, eyes, bridge of nose, tip of nose, chin, cheeks, no one was spared.

Only around her red lips.

Fu Yan was so shaken by his kiss that she couldn't utter a single word. He had never kissed her like this before.

It was as if there was a fire burning, not burning directly on her body, but stirring crazily around her.

It's very strange, very... exciting.

"Yan Yan." Huo Mingzheng's voice was too hoarse.

He looked down at her face. He didn't know whether it was tainted by the smell of alcohol on his body, or dominated by lust like him. That face was more beautiful than the roses in the garden.

"Rouge."

He called her again in a low voice.

Just as Fu Yan opened her mouth to respond, Huo Minzheng suddenly leaned over, sealed her lips, and stirred her lips and tongue effortlessly.

"Is that okay?" He gasped and looked at her.

Fu Yan's chest rose and fell rapidly.

Huo Mingzheng's eyes were red with desire, "Can it be?"

The fingers intertwined with hers were tense and their knuckles turned white, but they did not hurt her at all.

"I don't want you here."

He kissed her ear, and the sound almost seemed to pass through frosted paper.

There was a shock in Fu Yan's mind.

When she came to her senses, her body had sunk into the soft big bed in the master bedroom on the second floor.

Little did she know that her body was softer than the bed, like a puddle of water, softening beneath Huo Mingzheng's body.

Seeing him take out a box of unopened sleeves from the drawer, "When did you..."

"I asked someone to buy it two days ago. I thought it would be useful one day." Huo Minzheng sealed her lips.

God knows, he was almost going crazy waiting for this day.

He wouldn't let her take any risks without being prepared.

He hoped that she would become his wife first.

She became Huo Mingzheng's only wife in his life.

Two days ago...

Isn't it the day we go to Ji Lin's house for dinner?

Fu Yan wanted to scold him for having planned it for a long time and even prepared for it. However, Huo Minzheng sank. She was too frightened to move. Both of them could feel his desire to come out through their clothes.

Waves of floral fragrance came in through the cracks of the closed window, filling the entire bedroom with the night breeze.

Intoxicating fragrance.

Behind the dimly lit screen, the pillow fell to the floor with a snap.

"The pillow fell." Fu Yan turned over to pick it up, but her ankle was caught. She screamed and was dragged back by Huo Mingzheng.

He grabbed another pillow and put it under her head. He could see through her expression at a glance, and his voice was both domineering and gentle, "Don't make excuses."

The light from the wall lamp casts two entangled shadows on the wall.

Fu Yan was bumped into the bed by Huo Mingzheng several times and then pulled back by him.

It was filled up again, and the delicate red toes were tightly curled up.

A man's heavy sighing could be heard in his ears.

Fu Yan was driven crazy by his voice. She buried her entire face in the pillow, sweat soaked the hair on her forehead, and her clear eyes were shattered by lust.

"Yan Yan." Huo Mingzheng turned her face, his thin lips pressed behind her ears, and his sticky sweat rubbed against her body.

"Don't... call me."

Fu Yan couldn't hear him calling her name in such a voice.

Huo Minzheng said in a low voice: "Huh?"

"do not like?"

Physiological tears hung from the corners of Fu Yan's eyes, which were wet. She listened to the man's unrestrained breathing, gasped and sealed his lips.

Do not talk.

Huo Mingzheng.

It drives me crazy.

Why didn't she know that Huo Minzheng was so annoying?

Huo Minzheng looked at her sinking in the sea of ​​desire and couldn't extricate herself. He chuckled, hooked her chin, and kissed her back deeper.

The pendulum downstairs struck midnight.

There was no way to sleep on the big bed in the master bedroom on the second floor. After Huo Minzheng gave Fu Yan a bath, he carried her up to the third floor.

At the corner of the stairs, he stopped and looked at the person in his arms through the moonlight pouring in from the window.

She half-closed her eyes, feeling sleepy and tired, and crawled into his arms, like a satiated kitten.

"Go to sleep."

He coaxed her in a low voice and kissed her forehead.

Fu Yan pressed her face against his chest, listening to his steady and powerful heartbeat, and closed her eyes in peace.

By the time Huo Minzheng put her on the bed, she was already drowsy.

Huo Minzheng chuckled, lying next to her and taking her into his arms. Looking at her flushed face, the lust started to haunt her again, and he leaned over and kissed her lips.

Fu Yan's lips were swollen from his kiss. Although he controlled his strength well, she still felt uncomfortable. She originally opened her mouth to bite him, but he took advantage of her.

The sticky kiss muffled her moans.

While he was taking off his nightgown, Fu Yan pushed his chest, and unexpectedly he kissed her again, kissing her again and again, attacking her defense line.

Her breathing was rapid and her voice was broken.

"If this keeps up, I'll have to sleep in the room."

Huo Mingzheng kissed her while unbuttoning her nightgown, "My family has a big business, and we still have several rooms."

Fu Yan buried his face in his chest. Huo Minzheng was really shameless!

The moonlight shone into the room where the lights were not turned on. Fu Yan's skin was brighter, whiter and moister than the moonlight.

this night.

Someone finally got what he wanted, lost it and found it again.

There are also people whose lives are worse than death.

In the dark and damp cellar, Cao Man was lying on the ground, with her messy and dry hair hanging down. She opened her mouth as if to cry for help. Under the swollen crown of her tooth, there was a hole left after a tooth was pulled out.

She made a sound, and suddenly heard the clang of the chains.

Time seems to have stopped.

She retreated to the corner conditioned, curled up and shivering, her lips opening and closing, and her cloudy eyes were not even half shrewd as before.

She is crazy.