【327 Great Love (Merry Christmas)】

An Yi opened her eyes and smiled wryly, "If you hadn't ruined An's family and plunged me into the bottom of hell, Yeran, I love you forever, I would elope with you, marry you, and open a small clinic. I gave birth to two children for you, a boy and a girl, and lived my whole life in peace and stability. You promised me that you would give me eternal stability and give me the most ordinary but most romantic wedding. In your hands, I have become a public enemy of the pharmaceutical industry, imprisoned, and desperate... So, I can only destroy your face in my hands! No matter how much you do, you can’t make up for the heinous crimes you have committed. Wrong, what's more, you have never done anything! Your Yeran's love is so eerie and frightening, I can't afford it! Yeran, I can't offend you, I can't hide!"

"Wherever you hide, I will chase you!"

Ye Ran hugged her, with a stubborn tone like a child, and kissed her neck over and over again with thin lips, "An Yi, you know, that's not me, that's not my original intention..."

An Yan sneered silently, but could not refute.

One body, two persons.

He couldn't control another bloodthirsty nature, but he could ask her for love so purely.

She doesn't want this man, she doesn't dare to!

Just like now, he is holding her, but his body is so cold. From before to now, she has never been able to get used to such a temperature.

For so many years, she thought that she would no longer be afraid of this familiar smell, but unexpectedly, when she was so close, it was still so cold that it almost took her breath away.

She was afraid, very afraid of this man.

This man represents the gloomy past and painful memories...

Also, the child who was killed by him...

An Yi bit her lip and struggled, "Let go of me! Yeran! This is Nangong Island, if you don't leave, you will definitely die, in my hands."

"You're still worried about me, right?"

He lay on her neck, smelling the fragrance of her body, and whispered with a smile, "I will take you away, baby, from today on, don't run away again."

"Do not……"

She resisted, but he raised his hand to press her lips, looked at her wide eyes and shook his head, "I don't want to hear that word, baby, you really have to remember that I don't like it."

An Yi struggled desperately, sweat dripped from his forehead, he opened his lips and bit his index finger, wishing to tear his skin off.

But feel cold.

With his other hand, he tore off her thin clothes, held her waist, made her bend into a semi-circular bow in pain, and pressed close to her body, kissing her skin inch by inch.

Knowing what was about to happen, An Yi shook his head in resentment, struggling with all his strength, accusing him of endless hatred.

Ye Ran watched her body as white as jade struggling under him, her eyes darkened.

He smiled lowly, leaned close to her ear and whispered charmingly: "Baby, to be honest, I like this foreplay."

After the words fell, he straightened his waist and pierced her body.

An Yi trembled all over, his pupils widened in horror, Sen Han's eyes became hopeless and dull, as if he had returned to the years when he was imprisoned many years ago...

I have escaped for so many years, just to forget, just to escape.

But she didn't want to, but she was so easily suppressed by him and possessed by him...

An Yi's heart felt as if cut by a knife, blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, the lip bitten by her hurt like a split, slipped down along his fingertips, wetted her lips, and stained his fair skin red.

She's never been that useless, nor this level of frightened.

Only in front of this man, she can be so afraid that she has no power to fight back.

An Yi stared at him with her eyes open, feeling his rhythm in her body, turned her face away in despair, and closed her eyes.

"An Yi", Ye Ran bit the brand on her shoulder, and whispered deeply, "I love you."

Hearing these three words again, An Yi's body trembled, unable to untie the locks of his limbs, and also unable to untie his shackles, so he could only let him ask for it.

When he felt that he hit her body deeply, An Yi couldn't hold back for a moment, and shed tears mixed with humiliation.

This kind of love... How could she ask for it!

◆qian◇mo◆mo◆◆◇Original release◇◆

After Song Xiaozhi gave Tang Shuang the USB flash drive, Tang Shuang bid her farewell and left.

She went to see Steward Shen, and after confirming that he was fine, she went out——

After finding the surveillance video from before the conference and investigating for a while, but not finding any usable clues, she began to implement what she said to be nice to the young master, and found a bunch of recipes on the Internet to make it.

Later, when she went to the kitchen, Ms. Song realized that when she saw this thing, she thought it was very simple, and it was no problem at all, but when she was making it, she realized that the recipes are all flashy and unreliable things, and the pictures are so gorgeous and seductive. It's very appetizing, and Miss Song made it all black and hard to distinguish.

It turns out that some people are not born with the talent to do certain things.

While Ms. Song was busy in the kitchen, Young Master Nangong entered the kitchen, glanced at the three dishes on display, walked up behind her and asked, "What is it?"

She unreasonably picked up the so-called black so-called braised eggplant, guilty of pretending to be cute, "Guess."

Nangong Jue wrinkled his nose, "Braised eggplant."

Miss Song immediately spread a smile on her face, with a look of excitement, "Can you see it?"

Does this mean that she is not too bad!

Then he picked up another plate, "What about this and this?"

"Homemade tofu!"

Ah, the CEO is so understanding, handsome and smart today!

The man Zhizhi felt for the first time is really attractive, this man is her Song Xiaozhi's man, whoever snatches him will die!

Zhizhi pointed to the third set, but didn't say anything, only heard Nangongjue's voice above his head, "Vinegar cabbage."

Putting down the plate, Miss Song tiptoed to kiss the young master, and said with a sweet smile: "Young master, today you are more mysterious than Kakashi, cuter than Luffy, handsomer than Skylark, and more charming than Yinshi."

Although I don't know what kind of character this chick is comparing to, but the tone of voice is a compliment.

The young master said blankly, "Kiss me again."

Zhizhi didn't feel angry at all for his aggressiveness, she hooked her fingers, "You are too tall, bend down."

(Thanks to xgh2266, Dan Zai Zai gave the silent gold medal to you, dear! Merry Christmas, everyone, I forgot to hang socks (^o^))

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