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In the end, she raised her head, forcing a dead-end expression onto her face. Gently, she brought her lips close to Ouyang He's and kissed him on his cold lips. His eyes became hotter as she kissed him.

"Not enough." He greedily waited for her to do more. He wanted to see what the limit of this woman was.

Didn't she serve him on her own accord last time? She could also do it this time!

She rolled her eyes. If she could, she really wanted to ruthlessly punch the man's face a few times to vent her hatred!

She could only kiss his lips once more, but he didn't react at all. He did it on purpose!

Just as she was about to let go of his lips, he bent his head and kissed her even more passionately.

She shot a sidelong glance at him. This man was truly evil to the extreme. Did he not have any sense of shame?

He didn't care what she thought and directly started the operation …

It was as if this was the best energy she had to date. Ouyang He then asked in a mean tone, "How is it? Is it warm now?"

She tilted her head to one side, not wanting to give him an answer.

He pulled his arm away from her waist and murmured to her, "You've almost forced me out of control tonight …"

She was too tired to wear any clothes, so she could only exhale slowly in response to the need. It was like a fish that had been deprived of oxygen suddenly regaining a new life after seeing the water.

"How is it? Today, I feel respect for you. If I do this, can you accept it in the future? " His arms were around her, and she was still a petite woman in front of him.

The unique scent of his fine perfume made her a little dazed and enchanted. Her hand was still pressed against her chest. "What do you want me to say? You want me to come here just to add to your fun? "

"What do you think? Other than that, what else can I do to you? " He smiled, but she didn't see much genuine content in it.

She closed her eyes and smiled. "That's good enough. I don't need much."

Her main task now was to get pregnant, but apart from that, she shouldn't think about it too much.

Ouyang He's eyes turned cold. "Very good."

However, he once again pressed down on her body and began to move rhythmically. The night turned incomparably charming, and it was unknown just who's passion dispersed into the night.

She didn't fall asleep until the latter half of the night. Ouyang He's shameless words echoed in her mind.

The more she thought, the more confused she became, the more she couldn't fall asleep. She clearly knew that she had no right to think about it, but she couldn't get rid of it. Whether it was opening her eyes or closing them, it was all him.

When she opened her eyes, Ouyang He was not there.

She couldn't find any clothes to wear, so she could only wear his clothes, which were arranged in the room. Then she opened the window and looked down at the scenery.

What was it like? Beneath the blue sky was a clear view of the blue sea, with a wooden bridge stretching from the beach to the sea. At the end of the bridge was a building on the water.

Ouyang He pulled the small Ouyang Muyun along the beach, holding a wooden stick as he wrote something down. Under this kind of background, the figures of one big and one small were very harmonious.

She didn't feel like she was going to be stunned. If it hadn't been for what happened five years ago, perhaps they would be very happy together. She smiled, and when she felt that something was wrong with her, she realized that she was crying.

When Ouyang He came in, he saw Liu Yuchen wearing a large shirt that covered most of her body. She was sexy as she stood in front of the window, looking at the scenery in the distance.

His eyes narrowed. He seemed to have seen this scene before, and the sexy look of a woman wearing his shirt made it even harder for him to shift his gaze away. He said, "Your clothes have already been prepared for you."

The sudden appearance of the man startled her, and the glass in her hand shattered on the floor. She lowered her head in a trance, and as she lowered it to pick up the shards of glass, she nervously waited for the demon's punishment.

"Don't pick it up!" Ouyang He suddenly grabbed her hand. He was angry. He would definitely be angry!

"Your hand is bleeding …" What awaited her was his gentle reply. He lowered his head and gently stroked her finger with his finger. She realized that she had broken her finger because she was too nervous. There were still shards of glass on her index finger and blood was still flowing out.

"I'm fine. "Sorry …" She drew back her hand and looked at the spiderweb-like fragments of glass on the floor. Deep down, she felt sorry for him, she shouldn't have apologized, she just didn't know how to react.

Some things are just like this glass, it's hard to break out of it, isn't it?

"You still say it's nothing, what do you want it to be?" Does it bleed to death? " The fiendish tone of the demon was very scary, but the fiend picked up her hand again. After removing the glass fragments on it, he actually put his finger between her lips. He was sucking her blood …

He couldn't be trying to suck out all her blood, could he?

Ouyang He smiled at her somewhat fearful eyes. His clean fingers no longer bled. He walked to the cabinet at the side and rummaged through the cabinet. After a long time, he heard his voice, "Found it."

It tore at her finger, and she saw that it was a wound bandage, and he tore the paper from the wound and pressed it gently against her finger.

She was getting more and more confused about this man. Just what did he want? One moment he was mean to her, the next he was considerate to her.

Seeing the man frown and look at the bandage on her hand, she shrank her head. This question gave her a headache …

"Alright, it's just a small wound, it's nothing. Did you just give me some clothes?" She changed the subject. She wasn't used to it. They were having an intimate time together.

In his hands was a thicker girlie dress, and he liked to buy her clothes that covered her thighs, as if such clothes would show off her long legs, her calves without any fat, which many women should be jealous of.

She turned around and took the clothes from his hands. She silently turned to the bathroom and put them on, then washed her face and put on her makeup in the mirror.

"Luo Yan, there's no one else here." A woman's appearance would be less mature and appear a bit more innocent. Her slightly black-eyed appearance hinted at others that she hadn't slept much last night.

She covered her eyes with black circles and did not make any other modifications. When she looked back, Ouyang He's eyes revealed a trace of amazement.

She was wearing a pink tweed coat and her hair was long and loose. When her bangs were combed back, she looked like a high school student.

"In the future, why don't you dress like this? Your mature appearance isn't suitable." "No," he said.

She asked, "Why?" She had always been wearing this way. She was already 23 years old, so shouldn't she be able to dress up in such a tender manner?

"Do I need to say that? Your body is extremely rotten. Other than your legs, which part of you can still see it in front of you, what other part of you is qualified? " His words struck a blow against Liu Yuchen, who had always been quite confident in her appearance.

However, no one had such a comment about her figure and appearance. She looked at the man, and the charm in his eyes made her somewhat suspicious. What was he thinking?

From five years ago until now, she had deliberately become mature in her clothes, causing her to suddenly change. From a psychological perspective, she was still unable to change her clothes in a short period of time. What if he found out that she was more and more like Li Xinwei? It can't be like this...

She could not indulge in the tenderness that Ouyang He occasionally gave her. This man was too good at dealing with women.

While she was deep in thought, Ouyang He opened his mouth. "There's a masked ball tonight. It's specially set up for tourists. Are you interested?"

"Ball? Should I go? Or am I going with you? " Looking at Ouyang He's expression, he pursed his lips and said, "Can I go?" She wasn't interested in any of that, so she wanted to interact more with Mu Yun and cultivate his feelings.

"Here, you can only listen to me. Even now, you are still not a free man."

His close contact with her had caused her face to suddenly turn red, a beautiful blush appearing on her face.

As if he felt this was very interesting, Ouyang He intentionally leaned close to her ear and whispered, "Huh?" Now you seem to blush more and more. "

As soon as Ouyang He finished speaking, she had already run away. Why was this man like this, speaking so intimately into his ear, wasn't it something only lovers would do? Now she understood why so many women in the world were enchanted by his charm.

What style of dress was needed for the ball gave her a headache, and it was not easy to put on either. Ouyang Hula opened the wardrobe in the room. Inside were all sorts of evening dresses, making it difficult for one to open one's eyes.

By the time she had changed into his new attire, Ouyang He was already looking at his watch impatiently. If she was in a hurry, he might as well not take her with him. Isn't that great?

"Ouyang He." As time passed, she became smarter. In front of Ouyang He, he absolutely couldn't speak his heart out. His pride and pride were strong. Once they touched his face, the consequences would be dire.

Walking a few steps closer, he could clearly see that Ouyang He was wearing a tailored black suit. This suit should be something that a senior designer would do, right?

His white shirt and black tie made his profile look like a perfect curve, and when he saw that her smile had at last made him look less violent, his slightly bent right hand motioned for her to take him in her arms. It was a huge difference between his current appearance and his desperate request in bed, but she had learned not to be mesmerized by his appearance.

"Get in." Look, it's time to get to the bottom of this, isn't it? Fierce, hmph! Far from being like the prince in her heart, the prince's words should be said gently. My princess, please get in the carriage.

"What is it? Isn't it very close to here? she asked. She was wearing a black skirt that fell to her calves. Tonight's skirt was black lace, tight around her skin, and her slender neck was white and attractive. Her hair was coiled, and a few strands of black hair fell to her shoulders.