Chapter 5

The next day.

Outside the window, the sun shines through the glass. On a large double bed, the woman sleeps very sweetly, like the snow silk quilt sliding down, revealing the graceful curve of the upper body. The snow-white skin is marked with red spots. The eye-catching person can see what the woman experienced last night.

Lying on the bed, an Xiaojing turned over and opened her eyes with discomfort and slight pain under her.

Is this?

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

Those shameful actions, man's breath, his low roar and her chant, his sweat and her tears

An Xiaojing immediately sat up with a carp standing up. The more obvious kiss marks on her body reminded her that what happened last night was not a dream at all!

There is still a trace of ambiguous air in the air, and the people who were around her are no longer there. The chill from her 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 held the quilt tightly with her hands, and her veins burst out.

Leng Yichen Her eyes burst with hatred, fierce and profound.

At the thought of this name, an Xiaojing would like to cut off the flesh of his body one by one, so that his blood was dripping and his bones were bruised!

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 an instant

It's all cold!

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

Brother What should I do?

An Xiaojing was helpless for a time. When she was most sad, all she could think of was loving her brother since she was a child.

When I was a child, my father was busy socializing, so my brother and mother were the only ones in the family. Later, my mother died, leaving only my brother.

Brother An Xiaojing clenched her fists, her eyes full of stubbornness.

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

For her brother, she must not admit defeat! Leng Yichen, let's see!

An Xiaojing cheered herself up in her heart, her firm eyes glowing like a mountain.

"Miss ANN, are you up?" As soon as an Xiaojing got out of bed, there was a knock on the door.

An Xiaojing suddenly retracted her legs and nodded, "yes."

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

"Miss ANN, this is the clothes the young master has prepared for you."

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

"OK." The aunt put her clothes aside and went out.

An Xiaojing sighed, 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 the clothes fit unexpectedly, just like they were tailor-made for her.

An Xiaojing didn't think much about it. After dressing up, she left the room and went downstairs.

The maid has already prepared breakfast. An Xiaojing touches her shriveled stomach and subconsciously licks her lips.

"Where is this, please?"

"Feng's maid is cleaning the house

An Xiaojing nodded.

Fengqi road is a famous rich area in Beijing.

Although the conditions of an Xiaojing's family are not bad, she still dares not to start with such a lot easily. Because the people who live here have either strong political background or too much power and money.

The whole room is decorated in an Jing style. Soft wool carpet, beige sofa, crystal chandelier with old yellow light are all retro furniture made of good mahogany. There is a sense of elegance everywhere, but it is hard to hide the warmth.

An Xiaojing turned her lips. The warmth of the whole room did not match Leng Yichen's personal temperament.

There is a big lawn in the yard. The green grass, the blue sky, the fresh air and the sunshine with the right temperature make an Xiaojing feel better.

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

Slightly pursed her red lips, an Xiaojing was a little angry. When she was about to turn around, her eyes glanced at the fountain pool not far away.

Somebody?!

She raised her lips and walked towards the man.

"Hello, may I ask..." Before she finished her words, an Xiaojing stopped and stared at the person in front of her.A white suit, with a brush in his hand, quietly painted on the drawing board. The moment he turned his head, an Xiaojing could not help but exclaim.

This man Incredibly cold as like as two peas!

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

When he looked at her, he had a smile on his face, just like the sunshine. He attacked an Xiaojing with warmth and straightness.

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

"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 and his eyes flashed with complexity.

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

A little embarrassed for a moment, an Xiaojing touched the back of her head and looked at the painting in front of him. The painting on the oil painting plate was just a pair of unfinished sunflowers.

"How beautiful you are! It's like it's real! " An Xiaojing laughed and looked at his eyes full of joy.

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

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

It's a pity He hasn't said a word to her so far

Can't he talk?! I 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 anything, can you tell me how to get out of this villa? I want to go home

The man's eyes flashed a trace of struggle, fast enough to be caught, but then he nodded.

He glanced at an Xiaojing, turned slowly and pointed to her right.

"Over there, right?" An Xiaojing asked.

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

An Xiaojing stopped, looked at him, said goodbye to him, and quickly walked out in the direction of his fingers.

But I don't know why. An Xiaojing always thinks that the person just made her feel strange, but she can't tell what's strange!

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