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Mu Yanchen a sharp and angular face, slowly sink down.

Lan Xi looked up at him from a close distance, and his voice was soft and sweet: "your studies were all completed abroad. You got your bachelor's degree and bachelor's degree at the age of 16. You don't know what the domestic education system is."

"Why do you understand every time I ask you questions? You majored in international finance, not chemistry. How do you understand that? "

She had an obvious answer in her heart, but she didn't want to admit it.

Mu Yanchen's cold thin lips gently pursed, put down the pen, gently leaned back to the seat and stroked the lips. He felt the unprecedented headache. When facing a person, he didn't want to say anything good to her, but it was so embarrassing to be found so easily by her.

Embarrassed to do not want to say, he to her, is not what physiological impulse, is not what man loves women.

He put down the list of tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of yuan at hand, put down the acquisition plan that can shock the whole C City, study the naive high school textbooks, and think for her the problems that she can't solve. After a week's overseas business trip, he left the multinational cooperation team and went back to work all night, because he remembered that her second unified examination had passed in the third semester of senior high school, and he was worried about her Play out of order for your own sake These things, too naive, too absurd.

He couldn't say it.

"It's nothing," he murmured, his thin lips whispering, "I've flipped through your books in my spare time, and most of the contents can still be recalled. Let's look at the topic first. It's very late. After you change the test paper, go to have a rest. "

Lan Xi's small hand on the test paper, clenched, could not help shaking.

The pallor on his face stimulated her lacrimal gland, and a little water vapor filled up, and she gradually couldn't see clearly in front of her eyes.

Leaving her pen in her hand, she turned around in her chair, her soft arms shaking around his neck. Her slender body was shaking all over, and the warm tears almost immediately hit his neck, boiling hot.

Mu Yanchen's body is slowly frozen in place.

His eyes twinkled with light, as if he couldn't believe it. He was so scared that he couldn't hold her back easily. He gently turned his head, and his thin lips brushed her soft hair. He just wanted to ask her what was wrong with her, but he felt her sharp teeth biting the flesh in his neck. His face was pale and his lips were pursed, and his body was slightly stiff.

Palm hesitated, and finally stayed in the air for a few seconds, or gently rubbed her hair.

"Mu Yanchen, have I told you not to be so nice to me?" She choked and said with a trace of hatred.

Mu Yan Chen does not speak, deep eyes have a flickering light.

"But you always do Why are you always like this She cried helplessly, "don't think it's OK. I won't be with my brother because of this! I'm not ignorant. I know what chaos is. Lun! "

She was shaking hard all over.

Through the handle of the chair, mu Yanchen looks pale as paper, but still gently hugs her to prevent her from falling off the chair.

"I can't stand it, can I?" Thin lips in her ear, said in a low voice.

Holding her arm clearly felt her shaking violently.

"Can't stand my good, start to like me, but reason tells you not to, right?" His hoarse voice continued to press.

Lan Xi, like being stung by a scorpion, loosens his arm and tries to reach his chest. He wants to leave his arms and disobey him. However, mu Yanchen's arms are like iron walls around her, forcing her to stay in his arms, unable to move.

"Resistance doesn't work, Lan Xi. Tell me, isn't it?" She is still struggling. Mu Yanchen tightens her arms and smiles in her ear. Her voice is dull and hoarse. "I also said that if I can't bear it, one day I will drag you to hell, like this -"

through his hair, he holds her petite earlobe, warms her with the hot temperature of the tip of his tongue, and makes her shiver violently!

"Mu Yanchen..." She trembled and resisted, with a trace of crying, trying to push him.

The struggle of the man in his arms pricked his heart. Mu Yanchen's deep eyes jokingly faded. Instead of deep pain, he released her earlobe so that she could not shake so much. She was extremely tired and buried in her hair. He said in a low voice: "it doesn't matter..."

"Lan Xi, I actually live in this kind of torment every day. Can you understand now what it's like?"

Do you understand?

A little closer can make me happy, but too close, will hurt each other blood. I also don't know what to do with such a self, but suffering is better than the separation of heaven and man.

Lan Xi slowly quieted down in his arms, biting his lips and biting death, but she just couldn't wake up.

Yes, she just can't bear it.

She is reluctant to let go of such warmth.

She will also be afraid that when she completely does not want him, there will never be such a good person for her in the world.Her face was covered with tears, and her shoulders heaved violently. She tried to hold back her voice and cry until she could no longer hold back. Mu Yanchen eased over from his chest pain. His deep eyes were desolate at the end of despair. His face was pale, and his thin lips gently covered her ears. He said in a low voice, "what about Luan Lun Have we not been in a mess for a long time? "

So taboo and rebellious words, let her shake, clear back that kind of naked love feeling.

Big palm tightly clasped her head, mu Yanchen bowed his head and asked clearly in a hoarse voice: "Lan Xi, I ask you - do you want to be with me?"

Her delicate body was so stiff that she didn't want to answer his question. A drop of dignified tears fell down and became extremely sour. However, he took her back to her face, touched her hot tears and said in a cold voice, "I asked Lan Xi for the last time, do you want to mess with me to the end?"

Chaos to the end.

The simple three words, like destroying all the theories and concepts in her small world, such as kinship, blood relationship and ethics, are all gone. In her tears drenched pupil, there is only one muyanchen.

There is only one muyanchen.

His thin lips were slightly open, and he had to force him again. Lanxi could not bear it. He grabbed his shoulder and bit his lips gently. I just hope he won't say it again. No more questions.

Don't let her know so clearly what she's doing.

Don't make her feel so wrong!!

Mu Yanchen's mind seems to be exploded a torpedo, the whole body is stiff in place.

Before asking that sentence, he was clearly ready to be rebuffed by her again. He was forced to the extreme by his own despair. The worst result is to add a knife almost incisively to the heart, but it was stabbed by her own hand. What's the matter?

But he never expected her to compromise.

How did not expect that she would take the initiative to bully her body and kiss him, he used to think that her weakness with those reluctant to give up, now can be understood as she has at least a little bit of heart for him And like it.

Mu Yanchen's deep dark eyes are full of incredible excitement.

Handsome face tight, in the second second of her soft lips sticking up, he has already reacted, staring at her tears wet eyelashes closely, and holding her from the seat, biting her lip flap back almost ferociously, her soft arms subconsciously cling to his shoulder, making the fire in his chest burn more intense!

Pulling away the chair, he carried her out of the room, all the way to his bedroom.

A wall lamp was on, and in the dim light, he took her heavily into the big bed. Under the light, her face was full of wet tears, and his fingers pushed the bangs in front of her forehead and bent down to kiss her.

Such forbidden Lun's feeling clearly enlarges in the mind, Lan Xi escapes a trace of breath from his fierce plunder, trembling voice way: "you are having a fever..."

Mu Yanchen violently pulled off his tie and threw it aside. His deep eyes gazed at her and said in a hoarse voice, "I have already started to have a fever."

From the moment he knew her, he had been burning till now. He was very ill!

Then he bent down and kissed her neck. The wild action forced her to look up. He pulled down one side of her school uniform and kissed it. The rough movements were full of love. At the moment, his lower abdomen has a tense and painful desire, but he clearly knows that she is a student, she has a heavy academic burden to carry tomorrow, and has a normal life to live, so he dare not leave traces on her body, dare not kiss hard, can only pull back her jaw and ravage her lip again after a kiss.

Blocking her breath, watching her eyes stretch out tears again, trying to relieve her heart full of sin and sour, but also releasing the excitement and excitement of her own lost and recovered.

Have. Even if it is occupied in hell, a short-term possession.

He was willing.

***

Lanxi's tears finally dried up at a certain moment. His eyes were astringent. He leaned over the bed and whispered: "brother, it's so heavy..."

This sound is like complaining.

The night was heavy and dripping, and the air was filled with dry and warm breath.

Mu Yanchen does not know what she specifically refers to. It is a heavy sense of guilt in his heart, or is he holding her gently in a prone posture, so she is under heavy pressure. His handsome side face shows a trace of charm and cold light. The back of his hand gently glides over her side face, and then turns over to pick her up and let her lie on his broad chest.

"Is it still heavy?" He asked in a low voice.

Lan Xi didn't dare to move, but her face was pale. Her long eyelashes covered her despair. She buried her face in her clothes and asked in a hoarse voice, "is it a crime for us to do this?"

Is it a crime to have a relationship with one's own brother and continue it?

How many years will she be sentenced?

Is it true that even if the sentence is released, people will despise and despise this life, unable to raise their heads?