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There was a cacophony of cocks outside, Qin Wuhuan could no longer hold her anger in. She slowly got up and returned to her hometown.

When he got back to his body, he could not even lift his arms and legs. He fell onto the bed and fell into a deep sleep, not caring about anything else.

The sky was bright.

When he woke up, his eyes were exceptionally bright. If it could be said that he was shocked when he woke up last night, then at this moment, he could not control himself.

Yes... He really did the last step!

He raised his hands and stared fixedly at his own hands. Last night, he used these hands to touch every inch of that person's skin. It felt so real that even the sweat that was seeping out from her body could feel that hot and wet touch …

With heavy breaths, Yan Qingchen pulled back the blanket and looked at his still burning desire. His numb hands instantly clenched into a fist and smashed onto the bed. A never-ending sense of defeat welled up in his heart.

The waiter brought another bucket of water, and the waiter looked at Yan Qingchen speechlessly.

One night in the store, you asked for three buckets of water. Objective, how much is your obsession with cleanliness?

The waiter left Yan Qingchen's room with the kettle in his white eyes.

Yan Qingchen was soaking in the water, his hands in front of his face. Various thoughts appeared in his mind, but none of them could compare to his naked and slender body.

So beautiful …

Heh!

"Pah!"

His fist descended, splashing water everywhere. Yan Qingchen's eyes, which had once been calm and steady, now became especially sinister and stern.

An unerasable scene.

It was all her fiery response, her seductive appearance, her tearful eyes.

After living for so long, he had never had any desire for women. Even when Yan Yu was in his embrace, other than his obsession and desire to protect, the love between a man and a woman had never been this strong.

Was that really him?

Innumerable methods, reckless plundering, and repeated possession.

It was as if he was himself …

The hawkers had already started shouting on the streets outside the inn. The manservant had already brought the breakfast over. Yan Qingchen had finished eating, but there was still no movement from the neighboring street.

"Patriarch, should we send someone to call him again?"

Yan Qingchen waved his hand.

His gaze shifted to the wall at the side.

Separated by a wall, the woman who had troubled him for an entire night was actually sleeping soundly.

What a sin!

"Let her sleep, you should go down and check on the horses and food. Tomorrow is probably the destination, I'm afraid there isn't anything to eat or drink in the mountains, get more food."

"Yes, Patriarch."

The attendant left.

Eyebrows... Yan Qingchen's gaze never left the wall.

It was almost noon by this time, and Yan Qingchen's originally soft-hearted mind was only left with the impulse to curse out loud.

He had already sent someone to call her twice.

No movement... There was still no sign of her.

The manservant had already started preparing lunch.

Yan Qingchen was so angry that he was about to fly away. Yan Yu was still waiting for them at home. With this reason, Yan Qingchen pushed open the door to the room next door.

Cai Die was flying above the Tan Wu Huan, calling out to her countless times, when she saw the pitiful man come, she immediately stopped on top of the wooden stake, sitting down to watch the show.

When Yan Qingchen walked in, he saw the sleeping Tan Wu Huan.

Saliva is still hanging in the mouth... His feet were wrapped in a blanket, and he was hugging a pillow with both hands …

He had never seen someone with such poor sleeping posture, but Yan Qingchen's first emotion was that of a lovable person.

Slut!

He was definitely sick, which was why he had such a thought.

Annoyed, he walked forward and viciously pulled out the bedding.

And so, the Tan Wu Huan rolled onto the ground, pillow in hand.

"Aiyo, it hurts, it hurts, it's murder!"

Qin Wuyi rubbed his buttocks. His eyes were unopened as he began to flirt with Chu Feng. His appearance was extremely funny.

Yan Qingchen had to put in a lot of effort before he couldn't help but smile. He pretended to be cold as he looked down at her.

Tan Wuhuan's consciousness blurred as he weakly raised his head. His entire body was limp and limp.

"Good morning, Yan Qingchen."

Her soft voice had the languor of a little girl, and she was completely clueless about the current situation.

The moment Yan Qingchen heard her calling out his name, the veins on his back started twitching violently.

He forced himself to endure for a full two seconds before he finally swallowed that deep breath.

"It's already noon!"

Tan Wu Huan heard the sound of grinding teeth, and in the next moment, her eyes became clear.

"Ugh …"

Eyebrows...

Astonishment …

Qin Wuhuan straightened herself up, and stared wide-eyed at the dark face of Yan Qingchen, who was already basking in the sunlight behind him.

Was he angry?

Damn, he was so shameless last night.

Qin Wuhuan instantly shook her head, she must not let this person discover her. She hurriedly got up, unaware of her actions. Her front collar was soundly asleep, and Yan Qingchen just so happened to lower his eyes to look at her …

It was such a coincidence that all the mountains were small in a single glance.

The sudden visual impact caused Yan Qingchen to retreat a few steps. He looked at Tan Wuhuan as if he had seen a ghost. Tan Wuhuan's legs were really weak, how could she have the heart to care about him?

"Uhm, I slept too late last night. Sorry, I need to pack up as soon as possible, so let's go."

Yan Qingchen felt that he could no longer stay here any longer, so he flicked his gaze towards the door and left.

"Whooosh."

Mother, there are no traces of him on this body, but she is indeed injured!

Qin Wuhuan staggered out of the tavern. Yan Qingchen was already sitting in the car with an indifferent expression on his face.

How deep must my hatred be? If you have the ability, then pester me like that!

The heck!

Causing her to not be able to get up, this person accounted for 99% of the credit.

What kind of face was that!

"From now on, until the herb picking is over, I hope you can cooperate a little. Sister Yu is still waiting for us to return."

"…"

Before Qin Wuhuan could even sit down on her butt, she heard a reprimand and a warning.

I f * cking want to hit him, old man, how to break!

Qin Wuhuan stared at him, suppressing her anger.

The attendant handed in the dry rations. It was Yan Qingchen's order, saying that it was to save time.

Qin Wuhuan was truly exhausted.

He didn't care about it and was determined not to care about the man, but there was still a hint of jealousy.

For the rest of the journey, Yan Qingchen didn't say a single word and just sat far away from her. Qin Wuhuan truly couldn't tell if he was remembering his dreams of being shy or if he was really angry and was in a hurry to pick herbs …

After travelling for half a day and sleeping in the outskirts of the city, Yan Qingchen had his servants prepare food for her, so he had long since closed his eyes and gone off to rest.

Qin Wuhuan stared at this man, feeling extremely dismayed. Was there really a need to act this way? I just slept for a long time … Just like that?

Seeing his cold expression, he didn't seem to be shy at all. Perhaps it was because she had done that in her dreams, making her even angrier, which was why she loved to ignore him.

F * ck, who cares!

The sulking Tan Wuhuan did not enter Yan Qingchen's dream that night, and Yan Qingchen had yet to fall asleep. After much difficulty, she managed to fall asleep, but he could not find any trace of her.

The two men who were courting death kept their spirits up for the whole night until daybreak.