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The taste of the seafood and red wine mixed on her lips was slightly astringent and sweet.

He embraced the girl's slender waist and wrapped her in his embrace. The faint fragrance of the rose shampoo exuded from her hair entered Ye Wen's tired nose.

It was as if her lips were smeared with honey, as if she was smeared with a layer of psychedelic powder. If one were to kiss her, they would not be able to stop themselves.

As for the half-drunk Pei Qingcheng, she was actually replying him, her soft arms wrapped around his tired neck as she laid down on his arms.

Pei Qingcheng, who had always been aiming her thorns at him, had finally turned into a little sheep today.

Her face was flushed red from the alcohol, adding a bit more elegance to her impeccable appearance.

The girl in his arms had completely aroused the passion hidden deep in his heart. Although his face was like a ball of ice, deep down in his heart, there was a ball of fire burning solely for Pei Qingcheng.

Her tired palms dragged the back of her head as his lips moved back and forth between her rosy lips. Each time they touched, he felt his entire body go numb.

No one would give him such a feeling.

Of course, no woman would be able to get close to him.

It was only Pei Qingcheng.

Perhaps, this was fate!

The girl was lightly gasping in his arms. She had tasted the sweetness of her body the night before, and now she bloomed in his arms like a beautiful and elegant lily. It reminded him of the lingering feelings he had for her at every moment the night before.

Pei Qingcheng slowly opened her eyes and touched Ye Wen's tired, burning gaze.

She stretched out her hand and gently caressed his face. She caressed his face very meticulously, as if she wanted to carve all of the skin on her face into the palm of her hand.

She noticed that the man's eyes seemed to gradually thaw from beneath the thousand-meter glacier, burning with dangerous flames.

When had she ever seen such a look before?

Pei Qingcheng held onto Ye Wen's face and lifted her head once more, pressing her lips against his.

At this moment, she didn't know if she was treating him as Yin Ha. In short, she was kissing him to the point of forgetting herself.

However, the way Pei Qingcheng was sitting on the dining chair must be extremely uncomfortable. Her brows were furrowed slightly.

Wearily, Ye Wen carried Pei Qingcheng and walked out of the restaurant.

The girl pressed herself against his chest, an intoxicating flush appearing on her cheeks and lips.

Originally, he wanted to go upstairs, but when he passed by the spacious and soft sofa, he gently placed Pei Qingcheng on it.

If he wanted to have her, he couldn't wait any longer.

In any case, there was no one else in this four-story house.

Initially, the Manor of Dawn's Dream was built for Pei Qingcheng, and only she had the reason for its existence.

"Inclined." Nightingale tenderly hugged the girl tenderly in her arms. Her slender fingers lightly brushed away the hair covering her forehead.

"Yes." The girl answered meekly.

It was rare for someone to be so meek, unlike Pei Qingcheng.

The girl's supple hair was mischievously entwined between his tired fingers, and her tired eyes were staring at him greedily, as if she wanted to carve that face into every part of his heart.

He didn't know when the warmth today would be again.

So, even though the girl was smiling and waiting for him, he was reluctant to kiss her.

It wouldn't be enough to just watch like this for the rest of his life.

Outside the house, the servants stood in a line with their backs to the door.

Ding Han, who had finished his meal, walked around the garden and could not help but laugh when he saw this amazing scene, "What are you doing?"

"Mister and Madam are eating in there, so you can't put even one fly in there. It would ruin your mood."

"Right now, let's not even talk about flies. Even if it's an airplane cannon, it wouldn't disturb our lord." Ding Han suddenly thought of many things.

He had been at Nightingale's side for more than ten years. He had been a high school classmate of Ye Ci's, and they had gone to university together. His family was poor, but he was extremely smart, so Nightingale kept him by his side.

He knew that their lord looked ruthless, but there was something softest in him.

That one is only open to my wife.

He had always possessed the entire world, but to be able to see his good brothers Yin Ha and Pei Qingcheng together like this, he had buried this pain deep in his heart.

If he didn't say it, even Yin Ha wouldn't know.

Back then, he had rarely appeared in front of Pei Qingcheng, to the point that even when they were in love, he had never been close to Ye Wen.

But now it was all right.

The love buried for seven years was finally rewarded.

Madam has returned. Although she is unwilling, as long as she stays by Master's side, sooner or later she will know his sincerity.

Ding Han revealed a gratified smile like an old father, he turned around and prepared to shine again in the garden.

He lived in the house and had to wait until its doors were open to him to enter.

The smile didn't last for long. He turned around and looked for Butler Hu at the gatehouse. Then, he hurriedly called him.

"Housekeeper Hu, Madam is here!"

Butler Hu hurriedly reported to Ding Han, "Ding Te, Madam is here!"

"I'll go to the entrance to greet them. Steward Hu, you'll be with me." Ding Han hurriedly walked toward the door.

Madam Ye was not a stranger. She was Ye Xiu's tired mother, so it was rare for her to come to the Zhuang Family to have a dream.

Normally, he would be fine, but why did he have to choose this day?

Right now, the mansion was very quiet. Maybe, this grandpa was being warm with his wife so that he wouldn't be disturbed.

Ding Han and Housekeeper Hu sat in the tour car in Zhuang Shengxiao's dream and hurried to the door. The garden was too big, if they didn't take the car, who knew how long they would have to walk for.

As it so happened, they ran into Madam's car. Ding Han and Butler Hu hastily jumped down from the car and stood respectfully by the side of the car. "Madam, you're here?"

As the windows rolled down, a beautiful and noble woman in her early forties was seated at the back of the car.

Actually, she was already in her fifties. However, her maintenance was very good. She was once the most beautiful woman in Mo City, which was why she was able to produce such a beautiful man.

The lady raised her eyes slightly and glanced at Ding Han, "Yo, the etiquette in your garden is quite big, and you even ran to the entrance to receive me, there's no need."

Madam Ye shifted her gaze to the front, looking straight ahead. "Old Sun, drive."

Ding Han followed the car with a smile on his face. The speed in the garden was not very fast. Ding Han trotted to keep up, "Madam, you've come. No matter what, you have to meet us at the door to show our respect."

"Come on." The corners of the Madam's mouth finally curved into a smile. "That mouth of yours is the Li Lien-ying at the side of the Empress Dowager Cixi in the Qing Dynasty! If he had smiled at us, he would not have become nicknamed the Coldface Godkiller! "

Ji Chen was the original name for Nightingale. When Madam Ye was young, she loved to read about Nalan ahead of time, so she gave Ye Xiu this very literary name.

But when he was sixteen, he changed his name. He said that he was tired of everything around him, so he changed his name to "Ye Xiu."

It was just that the madame could not change her mind and kept calling out to him.

Ding Han chuckled. Listening to his wife's words meant that he was in a good mood.

After a short jog, the car soon arrived at the entrance of the mansion.

The lady got off the car, and just as she smoothed her skirt, she saw the servants standing in a row on the porch. She was shocked, "What's going on? What are you all doing outside?"

"Didn't you know that you've come, Madam!" Ding Han rushed forward to support his Madam's arm, "How many days have it been since you've been here, let's take a look at your parade."

She patted Ding Han's arm and said, "You really can make people happy to death when they're making a fool out of you, but I know you are in front of our family. You are Mo Cheng's number one protector, but you are also a ruthless person!" "Ding Han, with your obedient nature, you are truly someone who would do great things."

"You're too kind." Ding Han held Madam's arm, but didn't help her up the porch steps. Instead, he walked towards the garden and asked, "Madam, what do you think about the scenery of our garden?"

Good, it's comparable to the great manor of our Ye Family. It's said that this garden is a miracle built by the architecture of the entire Mo City. We used such a good plot of land to build ourselves such a cage." "His wife's tone seemed to resent him, and Ding Han didn't follow her words. He only smiled and interrupted.

"Our lord knows that Madame likes orchids. That garden is filled with rare orchids, so he wants to wait for them to bloom before sending them to you. I'll present them to you now, I'll take you to have a look."

The Madam stopped in her tracks and looked at Ding Han, "You are here to pick me up, and yet you did not bring me back home. What kind of scheme are you plotting?"

"How would I dare!" Ding Han laughed, "The setting sun is the best time for orchids to be open, and thus, the best time for orchids to be open is to let you see the beautiful scenery as soon as possible."

"Let's see when the orchids are ready. I need to find out how long it will take." She pushed away Ding Han's hand and headed for the porch.

Ding Han hurriedly gave a meaningful glance to Housekeeper Hu, and Housekeeper Hu also came forward to greet him, "Madam, you said that you haven't been here for quite some time, so why are you chatting with Ding Te? My old bones have turned a blind eye to it."

Madam Ye was such a smart person. All the servants in the house stayed outside, while Ding Han and Housekeeper Hu blocked her from entering without leaving a trace. There must be something in here.

The Madam acted as if she didn't see Housekeeper Hu. She walked up the steps and said to the servants with a cold expression, "Open the door."

Butler Hu and Ding Han glanced at one another.

Ding Han muttered in his heart. Why don't you come at a time like this?

Now is the moment for me to establish a good relationship with my wife. My wife is personally cooking for me and the two of us are having a happy meal together.

But Madam was standing right in front of him, he couldn't possibly stop her like this!

Ding Han could only smile as he walked forward, "Then let me inform this grandpa first."

"Do I need to report this to my son again?" She stepped forward and flung open the door.

With a bang, the door slammed into the wall, producing a loud sound.

On the sofa in the hall, two bodies tightly embraced each other, as if they were not willing to part with their bodies.

Suddenly, with a loud noise, Ye Wen, who was carrying Pei Qingcheng, raised his head from the sofa and looked towards the main entrance. His face immediately darkened.