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No! He could not allow this to happen!

She was an innocent person, and she could not afford to be buried because of the grievances between them.

Thinking of this, his will became firm and he decided to protect her well, because the more he was together with JASON, the more he felt that she was a gift from the heavens.

As long as he took good care of her and cherished her with all his heart, there would definitely be results between them!

Because she and he had met by chance, unlike the woman who had approached him with the determination to destroy him.

That night, the two of them drank wine, each with their own thoughts, until it was close to two in the morning. An enchanting blonde woman walked up to JASON, rubbed her head coquettishly on his shoulder, and coquettishly said, "Haven't you had enough?"

JASON smiled coquettishly, reached out his hand and lightly pinched her sharp chin, "You can't wait any longer? Good! Let's go! "

As she spoke, she stood up and pulled the woman into an embrace. He took it into his arms and squeezed it with his large palms.

The woman let out a shriek, smiled, and went over to grind him.

After a while, JASON turned to Mo Zixiao and waved his hand, "It's a good night, I won't stay here with you anymore! You should hurry back! Don't spend so much money to buy a woman but leave her empty! That would be too much of a waste! "

Mo Zixiao only smiled and waved at him.

He carried the girl up the stairs until her back could no longer be seen. Only then did he pick up the wine cup and drink it all in one gulp. Afterwards, he put down the wine cup, turned around, and walked out the door.

It was already past two o'clock, so she should have already gone to sleep. This was good enough to avoid the awkwardness between their eyes.

Actually, he had already noticed that underneath her valiant and fearless appearance, there was a concealed sense of cowardice and cowardice.

From her awkward appearance, it was clear that she didn't understand matters of the heart. She was just trying her best to stay alive and escape from this predicament.

She thought she was doing very well, but she didn't know that he had already seen through her.

Her choice this afternoon. What a joke. She had purposely drunk herself in the night just for the sake of pushing and pushing. Her plan was to not let her have a way out of this mess.

She was quite ruthless to herself.

This made him angry and frustrated, but it was mostly worry, helplessness, and even unwittingly falling.

Thus, in order to allow her to be alone and at ease, as well as to make him more awake, he chose to leave her as a chance to escape.

But now, when he was faced with JASON's doubts, he was able to see his own heart more clearly. He had to admit that this girl, her valor, her courage, her silent panic, and her kindness, all deeply attracted him. It wasn't just because some of her characteristics resembled that woman, but because he was certain that what attracted him the most was her unconcealable kindness.

A kindness that he could not abandon even when he was in danger.

This was very different from that woman, because that woman had carried an evil spirit from the very beginning. Evil approaches, and finally evil. The end of evil.

He lowered his head and walked towards the small building as he pondered. His heart felt warm and sweet. He finally felt like he was going home.

It was because that small foreign building had her, causing him to feel anticipation, and he felt a kind of joy and excitement as if a prodigal son who had been wandering outside for a long time had finally set foot on the road back home.

When he finally arrived at the gate courtyard, he was standing amidst the fragrant flowers. Looking up at the yellow light, his heart became softer and softer, like a sentimental spring water.

Was she waiting for him?

Waiting for him like a beautiful and amorous wife with a solitary lamp waiting for her toiling husband?

His heart was beating fast. He was excited and happy. He didn't hesitate any longer. He stepped forward and pushed open the door gently.

He did not turn on the light. Instead, he used the faint moonlight from the window and the dim light from the house upstairs to walk upstairs.

Finally, he stopped in front of the door and lightly exhaled. Slowly, he calmed the slight wheeze that he had caused when he had rushed up the stairs.

When he was sure that his breathing was normal, he reached out with his hand and gently opened the door that was already ajar.

When he walked in, his heart that was originally filled with anticipation suddenly dropped. An indescribable feeling of loss swept through him like a tornado.

This was because the quilts were neatly folded on top of the large bed. It was obvious that she had not slept there.

Where did she go?

A guest room?

So it was because he thought too much into it?

She didn't even want to wait for him?

His hand clenched into a fist as he turned around and walked towards the guest bedroom. However, as he turned around, he caught a glimpse of her curled up on the sofa.

There was a blanket on the floor, wrapped into a ball. She must have kicked it under the sofa due to her poor sleeping posture.

It was late autumn, and the night was as cold as water. She couldn't resist the cold, so she curled up into a ball, could she?

Her cheeks were still flushed from the alcohol, and her flapable skin looked like a rose that had just bloomed, plump and beautiful.

Her slightly parted red lips pouted slightly, revealing a few sparkling and translucent white teeth, like a ripe bright red cherry that was inviting people to try it.

At this moment, she was shockingly beautiful. So beautiful that he couldn't help but want to step forward and deeply kiss her.

But when he did approach, when his knees were slightly bent, when the distance between their faces was only a few centimeters, he saw her eyebrows slightly knit, her butterfly eyelashes flapping helplessly, her red lips parted in an almost inaudible wheeze of appeal. Rest.

Clearly, she was having a nightmare.

And in the dream, there must be a Hell's Asura like him that was coming closer and closer with a fiendish grin on his face.

To her, his existence was not an angel, but a synonym for sin, destruction, and fear.

This kind of person made his muddled heart instantly clear up.

It seemed that he had to slow down his pace and let her slowly accept him. Only by doing this would he be able to obtain her sincerity.

It seemed unlikely that he would ask her to be as attracted to him as he was to her.

Sighing, he gently picked her up, out of a thirst for warmth. Please. Instinctively, she threw her arms around him.

The sudden warmth caused her to relax her brows. She contentedly reached out her hand to touch his broad and robust chest, and then comfortably sighed, "Such a warm and thick blanket! So comfortable! "

Saying so, she rubbed her face against his chest like a kitten and fell back into a deep sleep.

The only difference was that this time, her eyebrows were no longer furrowed, and a satisfied and satisfied smile blossomed on the corner of her mouth.

Her actions made his heart pound, and his smile made his heart leap even higher. The happiness and sweetness that he hadn't felt in a long time lingered in his heart, making him reluctant to let her go.

He stood in front of her and held her in his arms. He stared at her for a long time until he saw that she was moving restlessly. After yawning, he quickly placed her on the bed and carefully covered her with a blanket.

After covering her face, he didn't withdraw his hand in time. Instead, he extended it to her cheek and gently rubbed it. He rubbed and closed his eyes, feeling the happiness that came with it.

In the end, he took back his hand. After hesitating for a while, he bent his waist and lowered his head to kiss her lips. Although it was like a dragonfly touching the water, this kiss made his heart tremble with happiness.

She even clearly felt that she was acting stupid like a wild beast, as if she was opening her bloody mouth to swallow the sleeping Mu Ru Yue whole.

He hurriedly turned around and ran into the bathroom in a panic. He twisted open the water cage and fiercely rushed towards his head, allowing his chaotic mind to slowly clear up.

After washing for a while, he finally turned off the water cage. He still felt the heat like fire, so he quickly took off his clothes and opened the shower, allowing the turbulent and ice-cold water to flow freely on his body.

After rushing for more than half an hour, his lust slowly subsided. He then turned off the water cage and used a towel to wipe his hair and body clean. Ben wanted to walk out with a towel wrapped around him as before, but she changed her mind at the thought of the sweet dew on the chuang.

She, like the poppy, had always made him lose control, and now he didn't want to be a heartless bird. The beasts generally took it for themselves. With her body. Body, just because what he desired was to have her love, her sincerity.

Everything had to be done slowly. This time, he had to have a true love that truly belonged to him.

Together for the rest of their lives, they would never leave each other.

He stretched out his hand and took a nap. He changed into a new set of clothes and walked out.

He didn't dare to get closer to her and directly went to the sofa to lie down. He picked up the blanket from the floor and covered himself with it. He then reached out and pressed the remote control to extinguish the light.

The darkness swept away like a surging tide. He did not panic as he waited quietly with his eyes wide open.

When the moonlight outside the window faintly poured in, his eyes gradually saw her on the chuang. With a calm smile, he closed his eyes and opened his ears, gradually absorbing the sound of her breathing into his ear.

Even though she was not in his arms, at this moment he felt that there was no distance between them.

His drifting heart, long tired and crippled, seemed to have finally found its home, becoming quiet and serene.

It turns out that mutual attachment is so blissful that happiness is like a flower blooming in the heart...

When Xia Xinxin woke up, she was almost blinded by the sunlight. She quickly covered her eyes with her hands, and after a long while, she opened them slowly. When she found herself lying on the bed, she was startled and immediately sat up.

He was just a bit confused, not understanding how he got from the sofa to the chuang.

Did he carry her onto the chuang?

The two of them shared the same bed. He was full of vigor and vigor, but he actually held himself back and didn't touch her?

"Ugh …" This was truly unbelievable!

She frowned and shook her head, then lifted the blanket and glanced at the neatly folded blanket on the sofa.

It can't be? In the end, he actually slept on the sofa?

While she was shocked, her heart warmed. She felt that he was so kind that he was almost cute.

But where was he now?

Wash in the bathroom. Bath?

As he thought of this, he sneakily turned to face the guard. He walked over and pressed his ear against the door. Just as he was about to listen carefully, he heard a mocking voice from behind him. "There's only the two of us in this room. Is there a need for you to be so sneaky all the time?"