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His kiss was deep, heavy, and urgent. The touch between her teeth brought with it a lingering fragrance. The man recklessly allowed her sweetness, as if he wanted to suck out all the air in her lungs.

As if he had just awoken from a dream, Wen Liang frowned and used all his strength to forcefully push him away.

Bao Rong sucked in a breath of cold air and quickly closed his eyes.

He took his wet clothes and left the villa as if he didn't want to stay here for another second.

Just as she reached the villa's entrance, a black Porsche suddenly stopped in front of her.

Inside the carriage, Qi Ye was quietly sitting in the back seat. Under his thick eyebrows, were some long and narrow eyes. His straight nose was as perfect as a knife.

At this moment, the man's thin lips were gently pursed, giving off a feeling of estrangement and nobility.

"Get in." The man's deep voice sounded from inside the car.

Wen Liang only paused for a moment before opening the car door and getting in.

Just like this, she was limping. It would already be dark by the time she returned home. At this time, she was extremely proud and pretentious. She could only feel sorry for herself. Warm and not stupid, he got in the car and gave the address of his job. "Schumer's Café."

Qi Ye kept his promise. After Wen Liang finished recording the statement, he sent her to the entrance of the coffee shop.

Wen Liang got off the car and watched as the Porsche sped away. Just as his eyes turned a little dark, the car suddenly backed away. She quickly took two steps back from the car and avoided it. A pair of beautiful eyes were filled with stubbornness.

The window rolled down again, and she was about to turn away as if she hadn't seen anything when she saw the man toss a white plastic bag out of the window, start the engine again, and drive away.

She looked down at the white plastic bag. Inside the transparent plastic bag was a tube of ointment and some anti-inflammatory drugs.