There was a momentary blank in his mind. When his lips left, qianxia was stunned for two seconds, returned to his mind, and lowered his head in some chagrin.

Night Shengyan still clasped the back of her neck, put his forehead against her and gasped slightly, "you only have me to touch, so you just remember me."

As soon as the voice fell, he kissed her again, but this time the kiss was fierce.

Qianxia was stunned. Was he comforting himself?

This idea lingered in my mind for a few seconds. In this gap time, she was suddenly held in his arms, and the sentimental kiss gradually became hot.

"Hmm..." qianxia slightly resisted, but his actions were particularly gentle. The falling kiss seemed to be non aggressive, like appeasement and lingering. Instead of the invasion that made her hate and fear, this inexplicable touch made her not push him away.

The temperature in the room rose sharply, and the quiet air clearly amplified some sounds.

Ye Shengyan spared no effort to kiss her, with a slightly hoarse voice: "qianxia, good... Don't be nervous, relax..."

A burst of numb crisp feeling of electric shock suddenly spread all over the body. Qianxia opened her eyes and tightened her body.

"Don't be afraid, good..."

Ye Shengyan murmured vaguely, his lips were intertwined, and his big hands became a little uneasy.

Feeling his approach, qianxia's eyelashes trembled and realized something. She seemed very uneasy, subconsciously rejecting and continuing to develop.

Ye Shengyan's action was slightly sluggish. He raised his head. A pair of demonic eyes had already rippled a Fei color vortex. His breath was panting, his thin lips opened gently, and his voice was very hoarse. "Forget all the things that happened tonight, just remember me."

Qianxia was stunned. He didn't understand what he said. Before he opened his mouth, his kiss fell again.

An inexplicable emotion element in the body seems to be waking up. Qianxia is a little uneasy and closes her eyes in fear.

"Thousands... Thousands..."

His gentle whisper came from his ear.

The morning sunshine spilled all over the ground through the glass, overflowing the feeling of laziness and warmth.

Qianxia turned over. As soon as she moved away for half a minute, an arm pulled her back and stuck it tightly to a strong chest. She didn't like the feeling of being trapped. After being quiet for a minute, she struggled to leave.

Night Shengyan reluctantly opened his eyes and thin lips. He turned over and pressed the uneasy woman under him.

This feeling again

Qianxia felt that she had been pressed all night, and her chest was suffocating. She couldn't help but frown.

"Thousands?"

Ye Shengyan raised his arm and shouted to her uncertainly. Seeing that she just sipped her mouth and didn't wake up, he seemed to sigh, leaned over and kissed her lips and rolled out of bed.

Qian Xia, who regained his freedom, turned over in bed and fell asleep.

When she woke up, it was already 2 p.m. and bursts of hunger forced qianxia to open her eyes. There was a strange environment in her sight. She was stunned for a moment before she remembered where she was. He slowly sat up and stroked his long messy hair. Qianxia inadvertently lowered his head and glanced at his body with his traces all over it.

The memory of last night emerged little by little, as if in a clear replay, which could not be refused to let her face.

She was suddenly shocked and stiff on the spot.

Shame, shock, an unprecedented anger, made her indifferent disgust. She hated such herself, her own degradation, and her compromise with him that night.

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