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When Mo Chengjun saw her in the day, he finally couldn't hold back the impulse in his heart. Taking advantage of the lack of people in the middle of the night, he used the skills he had honed on the blade of the sword and started to steal the jade!

Unexpectedly, just as he entered her room, he heard her call out his name.

Initially, she thought that her whereabouts had been exposed, but she stiffened her slender body for a moment. She didn't wait for her thunderous fury to arrive.

After listening more carefully, what entered his ears was a somewhat long breath, which also meant —

Had she just called his name in her sleep?

Thinking of this fact, Mo Chengjun's heart surged with ecstasy. After taking a few deep breaths to make sure that he wasn't too excited, he finally moved closer to the bed and looked at the figure on the bed with infatuation.

Just then, Chen Zitong suddenly turned around, and her exquisite collarbone was instantly exposed in the air. The faint spring light also succeeded in making the man beside the bed turn red in the eyes.

He bit his tongue hard, and the pain and the smell of blood intertwined in his mouth. Only then did Mo Chengjun's eyes regain some clarity.

Recalling the books he had just read when he learned of her pregnancy, knowing that she was still in a dangerous stage, no matter how impulsive he was, he would not harm the two most important existences in his life because of this moment of impulse.

However, after being suppressed for a long time, it was still hot! The quiet space rippled, causing one's heart to itch. It was like a million little insects crawling into one's heart and gnawing on one's soul, causing one to not be able to endure the itchiness in the midst of pain. It was simply a sweet torture that could drive one's soul mad.

After thinking for a moment, Mo Chengjun was still unable to suppress the heat in his heart. He just wanted to try and find some motivation to persevere, and that was … Just taste it!

Her thin lips tentatively stuck to her red, red lips as she carefully caressed them.

Grind... Engraving... His ears and temples were all worn out …

It was as if Mo Chengjun had spent all his life's worth of patience here. After interacting with her for a while, he tightened his fists, and used all of his self-control to move away from her lips.

"Perhaps …" "I owe you from my previous life, right …" After a long while, the corner of Mo Chengjun's mouth revealed a bitter smile.

Chen Zitong was still restlessly rolling over in her bed. In her dreams, she had once again returned to the preposterous wedding night with Mo Chengjun, as if her soul had left her body to watch the passionate battle. Her lips gradually started to itch.

As she watched, the dream turned around and she uncontrollably drifted back to the Chen family, back to her childhood, which could be called lonely. In her dream, Chang Wencun's words of ridicule slowly swept past her, until they finally stopped at the night when she lied to herself and got on the cruise ship.

"Tongtong, your mother had no choice, your father offended someone, and the other party requested that his daughter attend a banquet organized by him. At that banquet, there would be some rich and powerful merchants, and those would be the people with the most status, there won't be any danger, maybe our Tongtong will meet with our own Prince Charming …"

It was only for her one hug and a few tears that she was able to set foot on the cruise ship without hesitation.

And it was on that cruise that she met the one who could be called a sinner — Feng Chen!

After he had saved her, he had taught her how to protect herself. He had also taken her to watch all sorts of sinister and sinister scenes in the world. He had personally carved his imprint on her body …

She remembered him smiling complacently after he got a little drunk: "Darling, you are the pride of my life!"

But even someone like him, who was at most slightly drunk, would actually get drunk every night?

In the dream, all sorts of mixed images of Chen Zitong's past began to interweave, and it was as if her mind could no longer take this much pain and sweetness. After a painful dream, she covered her head with her hands, and pain appeared on her face.

Mo Chengjun looked at her in silence as she tossed and turned in her dreams, listening to her occasional sounds of sleep talking. His deep and complicated black eyes were gradually shrouded in pain.

He still remembered the first time he had met her, when she had been full of life and vitality.

A pair of watery eyes, with a mesmerizing charm, even the final use of the machine to escape, is so cunning, the words "a beauty is a disaster" seems to foretell his subsequent fall.

But, why did she lose the smile on her face little by little when she was the one who had fallen?

A strong sense of self-disgust suddenly arose in Mo Chengjun's heart. He had once turned his hand into a rain of clouds, proudly believing that there was nothing in this world that could be put in his heart and that there was nothing that was worth the effort!

However, the woman he had fallen in love with had been hurt the most by him!

Tongtong, what do I have to do to make you forgive me!

What do I have to do to prevent you from suffering so much in your dreams!

Thinking about that, Mo Chengjun suddenly went forward and embraced her, as if he wanted to use his own warmth to give her a little warmth.

Chen Zitong struggled with great difficulty as she sank deeper and deeper into pain. As time passed, she suddenly realized that she had fallen into a nightmare, but she could not struggle free no matter how hard she tried!

Suddenly, a warm power embraced her, as if it had given her some kind of power in the underworld. It pulled her forward, and as she moved forward, a beam of light that could pierce through a person's heart came over her.

Using the light, Chen Zitong suddenly opened her eyes!

The moment she opened her eyes, she felt the weight on her body. Her stiff neck turned around and met Mo Chengjun's dark and deep eyes with him!

"Why are you here?" Chen Zitong carefully broke away from his embrace, looking at the man in front of him warily.

Was he trying to sneak away again?

No! She would never allow herself to fall into that awkward situation again! Calm down! He had to calm down now!

Remembering herself to be calm, Chen Zitong continued to ask: "Since when did Ceo Mo do the same thing? Don't you feel that you have lost your identity? Or are you crazy enough to attack a pregnant woman? "

"Mo Chengjun!" Mo Chengjun did not care about her accusation, he only spoke with a firm voice to point out the question of how she should address him, "Call me Mo Chengjun, or Cheng Jun!"

It's just that don't call her a strange Ceo Mo, she's strange as if the two of them aren't related at all.

"Hur hur, what a wonderful show!" The door of the room was suddenly opened by someone. A pair of blue eyes sparkled in the darkness, and the teasing voice was filled with boundless malice.