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Huaiyan's breathing froze for a moment. Her hands unconsciously covered her lower abdomen. "You should rest more properly …"

She wanted to refuse, but he had already unrestrainedly kissed her.

It turned out that one could get used to it. Regardless of whether one loved it or not, whether one liked it or not, a person would slowly adapt to the existence of another person, and then slowly rely on the existence of that person.

It was just like how she was so shamelessly used to the man in front of her. However, she had never thought that if she left him one day, she would feel uncomfortable.

She did not know, and he did not understand, that there was a kind of love called longevity.

"Your taste seems to have become more delicious." She parted her lips, but her arms were still firmly locked at her sides, holding her in her arms. She didn't care that there was a brightly lit Western restaurant behind her, and didn't care that he would give a live show to the guests inside.

"That's enough, Shen Canghao. It's time to go back." She was a bit angry from embarrassment. Could this man not be like this?

"It's only just started. Huan'Er, if you make me stop now, you're too heartless …" He had a wronged and hedonistic smile on his face, which made her want to laugh and be angry at the same time.

An idea suddenly flashed through her mind. She prepared the script and asked casually, "Well, if you're interested, will you be doing this with your woman anytime?"

"Of course." He moved one hand from the car to her body with his evil-looking curved lips.

"Then... What if we don't have it around us? " She tried to speak, but her eyes were filled with curiosity.

"Have you forgotten that there is a drug called aftercare?" He imitated her tone for a moment and replied with a mocking tone.

"What if they're playing some tricks or don't take the medicine on purpose and want to tie you up?"

"Yes, I've met such a woman before." He spoke without hesitation.

She was so focused on trying to hear his answer that she ignored his fingers that were messing with her.

"However, they all end up miserable." He smiled at her lazily and lowered his head, thinking, "Why are you always talking about pregnancy today?"

"No, I'm just curious. Let's go back." She moved away from him, evading his words, completely giving up on him.

"However, if you …" He suddenly hooked his hand under her chin and pulled her face close to his side. His pair of black eyes were like the brightest gem, sparkling with enchanting light …

"Well?" She purposefully opened her mouth to speak, but her heart felt like it had been struck by a deer …

Just as he was about to speak, his phone rang. He smiled, released her, then took out his phone to answer it.

"Young Master Shen, the flight is scheduled for 8 o'clock tomorrow morning."

"Mm, got it."

He closed the line and looked at the screen thoughtfully for a moment. Finally, he opened the edit box. His fingers were not used to compiling text messages, so they were a bit clumsy.

As she looked at him, she realized that he was focused like never before.

"I'm flying at eight tomorrow, Sulay. Can you pick me up?"

He took a deep breath and pressed the send button. Soon, the message was sent out. He stared at his phone in a daze, not daring to breathe. He waited quietly.

Time slowly passed and the phone was still as quiet as ever. It was probably 9 o'clock in the morning in the United States, so she could still see.

Then there was only one explanation, and that was that he didn't want to return the favor.

Feeling distracted, he put the phone back in his pocket.

"Let's go." Her voice had become weak and dispirited. She wanted to ask a few questions, but she remained reserved and did not do so in the end.

But if you...

What would you do? Huaiyan couldn't guess that she wasn't the smart guy in his stomach. She didn't know what kind of position he placed her in, nor did she know that in his heart, he felt that she was different from other women.

"I have to get up early tomorrow. You are the weekend, sleep for a while. I will sleep in the guest room today."

He opened the door and walked into the bathroom. He was so tired that he did not even look at her for a second before he took off his jacket and headed straight for the bathroom.

She looked at the door that was quickly closed. She was stunned for a few minutes, but then she smiled and went back to her bedroom.

After soaking in the bath, she lay on the bed, randomly thinking about something, but the door to her room was suddenly opened. The tall figure standing at the door made her heart race.

He walked straight in, took out a card, and placed it next to her pillow. "I don't know when I'll be back, not for more than a week, but you keep this card, and you'll have all the money you need. Tomorrow, go buy a phone you like, and send me a message or call me if you need anything."

She nodded, her black eyes staring at him like gemstones, her words unclear.

"Good girl, wait for me to come back." He raised his lips into a smile and leaned forward. Neither of them moved. Their four lips seemed to be glued together, and they did not separate for a long time …

"When I come back, I have some things to say to you." He pulled his body away, and there was a hint of gentleness in his eyes.