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The heart was contradictory, but the body was fiery. In this dream-like world, they were reliving everything he had done that night without remembering.

The alcohol was still fresh in their minds, but they were still sober.

He knew it was her.

She also knew it was him.

Seeing that his lips were about to fall again, her white fingers suddenly touched his lips. "Call me Late Autumn." She didn't want to hear him call her 'Qiu Er' again and again. Although his confession had proven that he was referring to her as Qiu Er, she was still as awkward as before. Although calling her 'Qiu Er' wasn't intimate or romantic enough, at least it made her feel at ease.

The latter was her, and Qiu'er was most likely Minqiu. She didn't want to feel that way.

"Idiot." His eyes narrowed into slits.

With her fingers still on his lips, she resisted everything. "Call me Late Autumn."

Seeing the stubbornness in her bright eyes, the corners of his lips curled up even more. He grabbed her hand and placed his fingers on the tip of her nose. "Late Autumn, you're so silly."

She was really stupid, giving birth to his child, yet not telling him, a fool, a fool.

"You … You don't blame me? " She sniffed with her nose, feeling a bit choked up. She had been nervous all along, but also a bit flustered.

He bent his head down and kissed her again. How could he blame her? Did she blame herself for having to suffer so much and one person to raise a child? Blame her worry? Blame her stubbornness?

There seemed to be no reason for any of them.

He used to scare her.

Nothing.

He ruthlessly kissed her, sucked her tongue into his mouth, and then entangled them together. It was so wonderful that he took her and immersed himself in it, not wanting to extricate himself from it.

Late autumn's body was still stiff, and his heart was in a hazy state, as if none of this was real.

Six years ago, he had said he wanted her, but she hadn't.

Unexpectedly, she was already his woman.

He wanted to suck her into his body to punish her for not telling him.

Stupid little woman, she actually gave birth to two daughters for him.

Min Qiu. At this moment, he had forgotten about her.

Except, she'd never said it, and he'd never admitted it.

However, at this moment, no one mentioned anything.

However, he used his actions to tell her that she could only be his.

She closed her eyes, wrapped her arms around his neck, and smelled him, as if she had always loved him, as if he had called her late autumn instead of Autumn, and she had really given it her all.

So be it.

The tension tightened her whole body.

A glass of white wine was quickly poured into her mouth, with a very high concentration of Old Bai's wine. After that, he bit down on her lips slowly, and just as she was about to react, his lips lightly fell on hers, and the wine trickled down the corner of his lips and flowed into her mouth. Without giving her a chance to breathe, he pinched her nose, and with a 'gulp', the entire cup fell into her stomach.

It was a little too pungent, too spicy.

However, there were no dishes in the VIP room. Men only drink as drinks, she couldn't understand how those men and women who could drink without drinking at all couldn't be understood. It really wasn't nice to drink, not even a little bit.

There is no cheap wine here.

However, she didn't have enough time to think about it. The strong alcohol made her dizzy very quickly. She looked at the man on her back, and his face became blurry. "Ah Xun …" She put her arms around his neck again. She didn't know what she was doing, but her mind was infected by the atmosphere he created.

She was really relaxed now. It was impossible for her to stay completely awake after taking such a thick mouthful of wine.

Her long eyelashes fluttered. She didn't know what day it was, but she looked into his eyes. They were really beautiful, so beautiful that her hand left his neck and fell on his face. "Ah Xun …"

Since he was going to let go, he would return Min Qiu to Feng Shaoyang.

He closed his eyes and let everything quietly begin to end.

She could not help but tremble with him, then stand still and gasp for breath.

All of them were crazy.

The lights were still dim. Everything seemed unreal. Was it just a dream?

She bit her lips and looked around in disbelief. Then, she looked at the man on her body. He was still on her, just like that night.

Exhaustion came over her. She really wanted to sleep. She was so sleepy.

She really wanted to fall asleep right now.

However, this was in the wind, so how could she fall asleep in the wind?

No sleep, absolutely no sleep.

"Ah Xun …"

But just when she wanted him to get up so she could get up, the phone he threw in his pants on the ground suddenly rang.

The sound was so piercing to the point that she wanted to cover her ears to avoid hearing it.

I really don't want to hear it.

Leng Mian frowned. She sat up without saying anything. Her well-built chest was clearly visible in the eyes of the late autumn. She felt that if he were to choose a bodybuilder, he would definitely be selected.

His figure was very good, and his proportions were perfect. The lines of his muscles made a woman only think of one word, and that was' strong '.

But he was so stylish in his clothes, without a trace of bloat or excess flesh.

Ignoring the ringing of his cell phone, he embraced her and let her lie on his lap. His voice was hoarse and low as he asked, "Are you tired?"

She was really tired, but it was in the wind. She shook her head. She said this because she knew she had no more clothes to wear. Her swan dress had been torn by him.

Looking at her pink body, he smiled. "I'll wear mine later."

"What about you?"

"I'll wear a shirt and a jacket. I'll carry you away and promise not to let anyone see you."

"You're bad …" Knowing what happened that night, he didn't seem to be angry at all. On the contrary, she was doting on him, and that feeling was really very good. She liked his way of spoiling her, so if she knew that he would spoil her, why would she waste so much time?

"A call came in …" "The call came in …" His phone was still hooting and did not have any intention of stopping. It seemed like the person who called her did not even try to pick her up.

As her eyes swept over the phone, her heartbeat began to quicken, as if it was not a phone but a bomb, and very soon, it would explode all over her body, "Ah Xun, answer it." Casually, she had already pulled his clothes over her body, covering up her embarrassment. His clothes were so long, covering her body just barely enough to cover everything that shouldn't be revealed.

Leng Mu picked up his phone impatiently. However, when he glanced at the number on the screen, he suddenly became nervous. He stood up and walked to the corner of the room. He lowered his voice and asked, "What happened?"

That gentle voice caused the late autumn's heart to sink. She knew who it was. No matter how foolish she was, she could guess who it was in an instant.

It was Min Qiu. Only Min Qiu would make Leng MuXun so nervous.

That delicate and flower-like girl was never as beautiful as Minqiu. Some of her temperament could not be learned. Moreover, she had never thought of learning from Minqiu. Minqiu was Minqiu, and she was her.

She stood up silently and picked up the already tattered swan dress from the floor. She could still wear it, but it could also hide her lower body. As for her upper body, no matter what, it couldn't be covered.

Leng Muqin was still on the phone. "Don't cry, speak slowly. I'm listening, don't cry …"

Minqiu cried.

Daiyu loved to cry.

However, she never hated Daiyu.

Even women didn't hate Daiyu, much less a man.

Leng Muxian likes Min Qiu.

Tie his buttons, one after the other.

She wanted to be fast, wanted to shorten the time she had left the room, and then quickly left the room, leaving Leng Min Qiu behind.

At this moment, she was completely awake, as if someone had poured a bucket of cold water over her head.

She shouldn't have imagined how good he would be to her.

No matter which woman's body he wanted, it was always Minqiu that he thought of.

He liked her only because she was like Minqiu, she was Minqiu's double, even if he called her Late Autumn.

Just now, she was too naive.

She despised herself for being so naive.

Her hands kept shaking as she fastened the last button, and she didn't even have time to put on her shoes before she walked barefoot to the door of the box, not wanting to hear the words that would break her heart.

Her steps were really light, so light that it made her seem like a feather floating in the air, looking extremely desolate.

However, when her shadow fell on the ground, the man still noticed it. As he answered the call, he walked towards her as if there was no one else around. He grabbed her arm and said, "Don't go."

"What …" A delicate voice immediately came over the phone. Although it wasn't clear, it was still heard by Ye Ci. She was suddenly very afraid that Leng Muqiu would give her an answer. He would definitely say that he was just talking to an unrelated person.

Could it be like this?

She stood there nervously, looking at her reflection and the man beside it. He wasn't wearing anything, but the one who was nervous wasn't him, it was her.

It was as if, on the contrary, she were wearing nothing, while he was fully clothed.