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Immediately, the two of them went into the darkness. Chen Huan instinctively reached out her hands to grab the bedding beside her and went in.

Zhao Zheng, as he was well aware that Chen Huan was afraid of the darkness, the first thing he did was to subconsciously move closer to her. Sensing that there was a blanket between the two of them, Zhao Zheng remained silent and laid there.

"Um …" "Why did you close it just now …" In order to alleviate the awkwardness, Chen Huan had to find the appropriate words to say.

Actually, she had already guessed that she had accidentally pressed a button to close the video. However, in order to reflect her feelings as a young woman, she still pinched her throat and asked.

How could Zhao Zheng not understand what Chen Huan meant? He deliberately muttered to himself for a long time before accepting the remote control. Chen Huan was worried that Zhao Zheng would switch the TV back on, but he was also afraid of facing the darkness.

"Sigh, looks like it broke. Let's find master tomorrow to fix it." Maybe he broke it when he was moving out. It's not very good! "

Zhao Zheng's words caused Chen Huan to heave a sigh of relief. She quietly tightened the blanket on her body and shrank towards the wall.

The empty space beside him allowed Zhao Zheng to notice Chen Huan's distance. He knitted his brows and quietly followed along.

"You …" Feeling the bedding being pulled from the outside by someone, Chen Huan murmured, "You … Is it cold? "

"Yeah, it's a little cold. It's almost New Year's, it's in the middle of winter!" Zhao Zheng purposely sucked in his nose and made a noise: "Look, your nose is already cold."

"Aooo …" Chen Huan muttered to himself for a while, then quietly revealed a corner of the blanket and draped it over Zhao Zheng's body: "There are no other blankets here, and if you leave, I will be afraid. I... "You …"

"Chen Huan..." As soon as the corner of the blanket was lifted, Chen Huan felt something that looked like fire approaching her.

Before he could even react to what was happening, two hands had already landed on his shoulders. That hand forcefully held on to her, and then pressed her towards Zhao Zheng's direction.

Kisses, densely packed, passionate like fire, all the way down from her cheeks to her abdomen, it was as though there was an indescribable magic spell mixed within, igniting Chen Huan in an instant. She helplessly encircled Zhao Zheng with her hands, allowing him to do as he pleased.

"Chen Huan..." From time to time, Zhao Zheng would call out to him in a low voice. Chen Huan felt as if she was dreaming, and not long ago, she was still an aloof and haughty princess. But now, she was lying here humbly, waiting for the man to favor her.

"Are you ready?" Zhao Zheng pressed down on both of her legs, making her into an "M" shape. At the last moment, he still wanted to get Chen Huan's confirmation. He didn't want his beloved woman to hold a grudge against her.

"Hmm …" Following the fall of the kiss, Chen Huan's heart which had experienced many setbacks became moist. She moved restlessly, biting her lip for fear of making a strange sound.

"Chen Huan... I love you! " Another kiss fell, long and hot. When Chen Huan took the last strike, she instinctively turned her face to the side.

She saw the white shaman swaying gently in the moonlight in front of the french window facing the bed. So soft, so sweet, just like tonight's Zhao Zheng, tonight's embrace, and tonight's union.

She closed her eyes quietly, feeling the wildness of the people around her. From time to time, his body would take on a strange shape. The outside of the window was very cold, but the inside of the room was blazing with fire.

The moon, which had been hidden outside the window, seemed to be unable to bear the passion of the two on the bed. It quietly retreated behind the clouds.

When that person finally released the last of her energy from the mountain ravines and hills, Chen Huan felt two warm streams of liquid gently slide down from the corners of her eyes and roll into the pillow on the side of her neck.

She tightened her arms around him. Opening his mouth, he forced a bite onto his smooth and firm shoulder. That person's entire body slightly trembled before he forcefully stuck out his waist. The place that had been dispirited and dispirited earlier actually slowly raised its head again.

"You …" Chen Huan remained silent but she was secretly muttering in her heart: Wasn't it just before … Why now …

"I what..." Zhao Zheng's hoarse voice was partly because of his emotions, partly because of …

"Isn't it all your fault? It's too delicious! How can it be done again?" Lowering her head, she gently bit her ear. Chen Huan's feet hooked up as she turned her head to look outside the window once again.

The moon in the clouds was hidden like a girl who had been disgraced. The moonlight from the corner, shining through the lake in the distance, was reflected on the shaman standing in front of the French windows. When the breeze blew, it immediately swayed back and forth like a palace maid.

Chen Huan closed her eyes as tears quickly flowed down her cheeks. Zhao Zheng lowered his head, and bit by bit, bit by bit, he swallowed the tears on his face. "No matter when or where, please believe that I will always be by your side."

Chen Huan slowly opened his eyes and looked out the window as he felt the fire burning in his body. For a moment, the words that Lu Yu used to sing to him popped up in her head: Moonlight is so gentle, just like how you used to hold my hand.

"Will you leave me? If one day you find out that I'm so lowly and unworthy of your care, will you still ignore everything for me?" Chen Huan kept quiet and hesitated for a long time before finally asking the question she was thinking.

She was worried, even more afraid. However, there was also a kind of blame in her heart. She clearly still had the shadow of a great beauty in her heart, but how did she give up her first time …

"We are all the same people, so in the end, no one is worthy of anyone, no matter who's worthy enough to go with, understand?" Zhao Zheng reached out to support himself, and an empty hand reached out to lightly wipe the tears on Chen Huan's face.

Zhao Zheng originally meant by those words, that both you and I are people who lack a sense of security. No matter what, it's like we've found ourselves together. There was nothing worth mentioning in loving him.

And in Chen Huan's ears, it sounded just like: You're a street person, I'm the grandson of a swindler. If you and I depend on each other, what else is worth it?

Chen Huan felt that although Zhao Zheng had misunderstood her, this way, she was sure that Zhao Zheng would not be like her, who would immediately leave after taking advantage of her.

He needed her. This kind of person, without a doubt, she had married him. Chen Huan silently reached out her hand and wrapped it around Zhao Zheng's neck, then placed his cheek on's chest.

At the same time as the scalding muscles of her chest roasted Chen Huan's restless heart, it also caused the temperature of her face to continuously rise.

When she heard the broken, broken bass, her face was like an orange hung on her fingers in the cold winter.