Chapter 5

The next day.

The sunlight outside the window shines in through the glass. On a double bed in nuota, the woman sleeps very sweetly. The snow like silk quilt slides down, revealing her curvy upper body. The snow-white skin is marked with red spots. A discerning person can see what the woman experienced last night.

Lying on the bed, an Xiaojing turned over, and the discomfort and slight pain from her body made her open her eyes.

Is this?

Looking at the snow-white ceiling, the lavender crystal chandelier, and the white quilt wrapped around her body, she blinked and suddenly remembered what happened last night.

Those shameful actions, the breath of a man, his low roar and her murmur, his sweat and her tears

An Xiaojing, a carp, suddenly sits up. The more obvious kiss marks on her body remind her that what happened last night was not a dream at all!

There is still a trace of ambiguity in the air, and the person who was around is no longer there. The cold from the pillow reminds her that Leng Yichen has been away for a long time.

What happened last night was like a movie in her mind. An Xiaojing grasped the quilt tightly with her hands and her tendons burst.

Leng Yichen There was a fierce and deep hatred in her eyes.

At the thought of this name, an Xiaojing would like to cut off his flesh one by one to make him bleed and bring him to ashes!

An Xiaojing took a deep breath and held back her strong anger and grievance.

Why? Why did she become like this Why the original peaceful life will be disrupted in a moment

It's all Leng Yichen!

If his appearance had not disturbed her peaceful life, she would not have been forced to marry, nor would she be like this

Brother What should I do?

An Xiaojing was very helpless for a moment. When she was most sad, all she could think of was to love her brother from childhood.

When I was a child, my father was busy with social activities. There were only my brother and mother in the family. Later, my mother died, leaving only my brother.

Brother An Xiaojing clenched her fist with a touch of stubbornness in her eyes.

She will not forget her so-called marriage, in exchange for her brother's safety in the United States!

For the sake of her brother, she must not give up! Leng Yichen, we'll see!

An Xiaojing cheered herself up in her heart. Her firm eyes were as bright as mountains.

"Are you up, Miss Ann?" As soon as an Xiaojing was about to get out of bed, there was a knock on the door.

An Xiaojing drew back her legs, nodded and said, "yes."

The door lock twisted and an aunt in her forties came in with a pile of clothes in her hand.

"Miss an, this is the dress the young master has prepared for you."

"Thank you." An Xiaojing pulled the corner of her mouth, wrapped the quilt tightly and pointed to the chair beside her, "just put it over there."

"All right." The aunt put her clothes aside and went out.

An Xiaojing breathed, got up, picked up her clothes and went into the bathroom.

After taking a hot bath, an Xiaojing felt much better about the discomfort between her legs. When she put on her clothes, she found that they fit unexpectedly, just like they were made for her.

Without much thought, an Xiaojing left the room and went downstairs.

The maid had already prepared breakfast. An Xiaojing touched her flat stomach and licked her lips subconsciously.

"Where is this, please?"

The maid, who was cleaning the house, turned to her and said with a smile, "this is Fengqi Road, Leng's other courtyard."

An Xiaojing nodded.

Fengqi Road, a famous rich area in Beijing.

Although Xiaojing is not easy to deal with, she is not easy to deal with her family. Because the people who live here either have a strong political background, or they have too much power and money to be shaken.

An Xiaojing looked up and down at the whole house, the duplex floor. The decoration style of the whole house was elegant. The soft wool carpet, the off white sofa, the crystal chandelier with the old yellow light, are all the vintage furniture made of the best mahogany. Everywhere reveals a sense of elegance, but it is difficult to hide the warmth.

An Xiaojing turned her lips. The warmth of the whole room didn't match Leng Yichen's personality.

The yard is a big lawn, green grass with blue sky, fresh air and just the right temperature of the sun, so that an Xiaojing's original irritable mood suddenly relaxed.

An Xiaojing looks around. Leng Yichen is really rich. The house is too big to see the door!

She pursed her red lips slightly. An Xiaojing was a little annoyed. When she was about to turn around, her eyes glanced at the fountain nearby.

Somebody?!

She raised her lips and walked towards the man.

"Hello, excuse me..." An Xiaojing stopped before she finished, staring at the person in front of her eyes.Dressed in a white suit and quietly painting on the drawing board with a paintbrush in her hand, an Xiaojing could not help but scream when he turned her head.

This man Incredibly cold as like as two peas!

But the difference is Leng Yichen exudes evil spirits, bloodthirsty and indifference, but his eyes are very clear.

When he looked at her, with a smile on his face, like the sunshine, he attacked an Xiaojing warmly and straightforwardly.

It turns out that there are some people in the world who can smile brilliantly.

"You Who is it? Are you Leng Yichen's twin brother? You are his Brother or brother? " An Xiaojing asked in a low voice. However, her series of questions made the man in front of her tilt his head. A trace of complexity flashed in her eyes.

The man didn't answer. He just tilted his head and looked at an Xiaojing with a smile.

In a moment of embarrassment, an Xiaojing touched the back of her head and looked at the painting in front of him. The painting on the oil painting was just a pair of sunflowers that had not yet been finished.

"You're a good painter! It's like it's real! " An Xiaojing laughed and looked at him with joy in her eyes.

The man still didn't speak, but he bent his eyes and nodded to an Xiaojing, who seemed to agree with her.

An Xiaojing was helpless. Although she had the same face as the devil, she felt totally different.

Unfortunately He hasn't said a word to her so far

Can't he talk?! Or don't want to talk to her at all?!

An Xiaojing sighed, looked at the time and said with a smile, "can you talk to me? If you don't want to say it, can you tell me how to leave this villa? I want to go home! "

There was a struggle in the man's eyes, which was too fast for people to catch, but then he nodded.

He took a look at an Xiaojing, turned slowly and pointed to her right.

"Over there, right?" Asked an Xiaojing.

The man nodded, didn't look at her again, turned around and continued to paint for himself.

After a pause, an Xiaojing took a look at him, said goodbye to him, and quickly walked out in the direction of his fingers.

It's strange for Xiaoan just now, but she doesn't know why!