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Ou Yujie was too passionate and too powerful. He didn't let go of the exhausted Su Rui until the early hours of the morning.

He embraced her gently, his kiss still falling on her body like rain, whispering in her ear, "Shall we go for a mandarin duck bath together?"

Her face was red and her eyes were slightly closed. She softly moaned, "All the bones in my body are about to break. I can't move. "

He laughed. "You've never admitted defeat. I'll just take what you said just now as a compliment. "

"Yes." "I guess so!" She rolled over wearily and buried her face in the pillow, but a moment later there was a soft snore.

Ou Yujie helplessly shook his head. "Looks like you're really tired."

Instead of sleeping with her, he got out of bed and went to the bathroom to get a basin of warm water to help her wash up.

She was indeed extremely tired. She slept soundly, completely unaware that he was doing the most important thing for her.

Occasionally, he would snort a few sentences, causing ripples to appear in Ou Yujie's heart. He wished for nothing more than to suppress her and fiercely beat her up again.

However, looking at her exhausted face and body covered in love scars, he couldn't bear to startle her again.

After cleaning her up, he went back to the bathroom, took a shower, and sat down next to her. He couldn't help but take a closer look at her.

Her skin was as smooth and smooth as porcelain, so delicate that the pores were almost indiscernible. Her eyelashes were thick and long, curling and quivering like butterfly wings.

Her nose was very straight, but she was so delicate that it made people feel that it was not out of place.

And her lips, even when she was asleep, were slightly raised, so sweet that it was heartbreaking.

Her face did not have the slightest bit of makeup, and she was as clean and beautiful as a hibiscus. Without making a sound, she had completely attracted his gaze and heart.

Thinking about how she had moved gently up and down his body just now, ripples formed in his heart.

He reached out his hand and caressed her lips, muttering under his breath, "You, who are you? Will you tell me tomorrow? Will you be able to stay by my side? "

As if she had heard him, she mumbled something indistinct, turned her back on him, and went back to sleep.

Ou Yujie sighed. He lay down on the bed and snuggled up to her, tightly holding her in his arms. He whispered, "I might not be able to marry you, but I'm willing to do my best to love you and spend my entire life accompanying you!"

Yes. As long as she was willing to stay with him, he was willing to give his heart and his energy and his time.

As for the woman who was destined to be his wife instead of even meeting him, he thought she would be happy to cooperate with him.

In the upper classes, this kind of marriage, in which the surface affection is like a stranger's, is everywhere.

When she woke again it was noon.

The strong light made it difficult for her to open her eyes. It took her a while to get used to it.

As soon as he opened his eyes, his face flushed red.

She discovered that she wasn't wearing anything, and naturally, the man that tightly hugged her from behind was also not wearing anything.

Last night, they had been completely honest with each other.

Her heart was pounding wildly. She took a breath, reached out, grabbed his hand, and carefully lifted it off her body. Then she sat up, put on her shoes, and slipped into the bathroom.