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Once again, I truly felt the irresistible power coming from the man in front of me.

I was confused, my mind a mess, and I could only bear the kiss.

As it had done so many nights before, it lay on my ear and called out to me.

He didn't eat, nor did anyone else care. He just kept kissing me like that, for an unknown amount of time.

When he probably never had enough of kissing, he let go of me at this moment, panting, his hand on my chin, his eyes icy.

"Who is that man and what does it have to do with you?"

My head went blank.

"Which man?"

"The one that said I'm a half-fake boyfriend."

"Huo Dun?"

Mu Huainan didn't say a word and just stared at me.

It was as if it wanted to empty my heart.

I was stunned, thinking that he must have been jealous.

How could there be such a childish man? He had been holding it in in in his heart for so long, but now he could no longer hold it back and say it out loud.

I raised my head and didn't answer his question. Instead, I asked him, "Uncle Huainan, how old is your birthday today?"

He probably thought I was trying to change the subject, but just as he frowned and was about to say something, I quickly cut him off.

"Forty, fifty, sixty?"

He gave a start, then returned to his senses and glared at me.

"You think I'm old now, don't you?"

Seeing how serious he was, I couldn't help but laugh.

"You say that at such a young age, you're still jealous of that little boy? How embarrassing is that?"

For a moment he could think of nothing to say to me.

Leaning over, he bit my neck hard.

"Ahh …"

I cried out in pain before an ambiguous and threatening male voice sounded in my ear.

"No more contact with him."

Mu Huainan looked fierce from being jealous, but he was also extremely cute.

"Yes."

Every time this tough man appeared, he would become soft and fragile.

This kind of Mu Huainan, has only ever appeared by my side before.

Suddenly he picked me up and walked to the door.

Passing by the table, I saw that the dishes had just been ordered.

"Mubai..."

The waiter attempted to stop him, but after shouting out a single word, he did not dare to move.

I was carried by him and thrown out into the car.

Tonight, Mu Huainan was exceptionally fierce.

I lay on my back in the backseat of the car and watched him come at me like a wild animal suddenly ambushing at night.

I smelled his hair, felt his weight, his enthusiasm, everything about him.

Through his ear, I could see the night sky outside the car window. The stars were bright, and the clean glass clearly reflected the despondency of the moment.

Everything seemed the same today, but also different.

I was under this wild man, in his soft lips, sinking, sinking, swaying, enjoying, responding

He's not like him, and I'm not like myself anymore.

I never thought that there would be such a day, where I would shamelessly fall into Mu Huainan's love.

I closed my eyes, afraid to look out at the stars.

The stars were too bright, too bright, making me feel even more ashamed of my appearance.

His cell phone suddenly rang and vibrated restlessly in his pocket.

Without even thinking, Mu Huainan took out his phone from my pocket and threw it out.

Then there was a pain, and I had no strength to stop it.

I remember reading a sentence in the past, "Women, at that time, are the flowers of the night, open to mandala, beautiful to the extreme, every inch of the body, is captivating red."

I don't know how I look like in Mu Huainan's eyes.

But I always feel ashamed of myself.

It was disgusting for him to be enjoying the process like this.

Reason only existed for a short period of time before it was replaced by a strong reaction from my body. All that was left for me was to enjoy and constantly sink into depravity.

That night, I was paralyzed by his torment. He was about to squeeze me dry, torture me in a variety of ways, and possess me horribly.

Except for the first night he asked me for it, this was probably the second time I felt like it.

He seemed to soften slowly, his fingers gently stroking the warm air. My chest heaved up and down. The sudden calmness made me cry.

The moment the tears fell on the back of Mu Huainan's hands, the tears that were lingering and flirting inside the car suddenly stopped.

Mu Huainan's body trembled, and stopped moving.

My eyes were blurred with tears as I calmed down. I felt a little guilty inside and felt that I had let Mu Huainan down a little.

I really couldn't help the tears. I couldn't help it. I'm afraid that it will make Mu Huainan uncomfortable, so I'm sorry.

I looked at Mu Huainan, behind him was a layer of moonlight, his eyes were filled with the desire of not dying out while indulging himself in pleasure, his chest was moving up and down intensely, and it was also filled with a kind of unspeakable desire.

He suddenly bent down and approached me again.

I flinched.

He stopped again.

I really, really couldn't help it.

Because it was too painful just now. I was still a little afraid from the torture he went through.

I didn't mean to.

I was so flustered I couldn't speak properly.

In a panic, he began to apologize.

"I'm sorry, Uncle Huainan, I didn't do it on purpose."

"I... "I really don't want to ruin your mood. Just let me rest for a while, okay?"

The more I care about a person, the more I fear he is unhappy about himself.

Mu Huainan got up from my body. He sighed, took the car's front seat and put it under my head as a pillow, then took off his western jacket and covered it over me.

His eyes were growing darker and darker, and he held my hair in a light cuddle. He kissed me lightly on the forehead, then opened the door and went out.

I looked through the window and saw that he was holding a cigarette between his bony fingers, wearing only a white shirt with the collar slightly open, leaning against the door and smoking hard.

A halo of smoke hung in the air, diffusing into the dark night.

I was so tired that I closed my eyes and lost consciousness.

When I woke up, I was already in bed. I sat up and sniffed at it with my dog nose.

My stomach rumbled, and I smelled it and went to the kitchen. Mu Huainan was standing in front of the counter, holding a spoon in his hand as he tried to taste the soup.

He put down his spoon and came over to me.

Hold me by the waist.

"Barefoot again."

He dropped me on the couch and turned back, bringing beef noodles.

"You, you woke up right after you finished cooking. You really are a glutton's life."

I chuckled and quickly finished a bowl of noodles.

Then, he carefully looked at Mu Huainan.

"What time is it, Uncle Huainan?"

He was carrying the bowl to the kitchen.

"Eleven thirty."

Fortunately, it wasn't 12 yet and his birthday wasn't over yet, so there was still time.

While he was washing the dishes, I sat on the sofa and took a deep breath. Then I turned off the lights and took off my clothes one by one.

All that was left on the table was a small, warm yellow lamp.

When Mu Huainan finished packing up and returned, he stood at the intersection of the profound entrance and the living room, and suddenly no longer had any footsteps.

It was too dark in the room for me to see his expression, only a vague outline.

The light was behind me, so I knew he could see me.

He suddenly stopped, which made me feel uncertain.

"Huh … Uncle Huainan... "

I called him softly.

He moved, but turned on the light beside him.

The bright sunlight shone down, causing him to be unable to open his eyes. His awkward posture also made him feel extremely awkward.

I was like a demon being exposed in the Demonic Mirror, unable to escape.

Frowning, he came over and leaned over to pick me up.

It was the second time I had been so naked in his arms.

"Weren't you exhausted just now?" He carried me into the bedroom.

"But today is your birthday."

I didn't have time to prepare a present, I just wanted him to be happy.

His kiss fell on the corner of his eye and he said, "Fool."

He was lying on the bed with me in his arms, but he didn't do anything to me.

It was almost 12 o'clock, but I started to worry.

"Uncle Huainan!"

I turned around and climbed on top of him. "You don't want it?"

I was childish like a child looking for parents to play hide and seek, both hands on his arms, body pressing down on his body unwilling to come down.

"Are you sure you don't want it?"

He looked at me with a steady look of amusement in his eyes.

"Puchi!" He laughed out loud.

"What are you doing..." I pouted, aggrieved. "I just hope that you'll be happy on your birthday. Don't leave behind any regrets."

He took me in his arms and rolled me into his arms.

He reached out a hand and turned off the light. The room was dark.

His low voice pierced the endless night, carrying an ambiguous and doting tone, ringing in my ears.

"You're really dumb when I say you're stupid."

I didn't say anything.

"It's my happiest birthday." He said, "Thank you, Anthea."

I don't quite believe it.

"Really?"

He hugged me tighter.

"Really, as long as you are with me, anything is enough."

Hearing him say so, I put a bit of a snack on it.

After a long time, so long that I wasn't sure if he was asleep, I spoke softly.

"Uncle Huainan."

He was still awake, so he replied, "Huh?"

"Am I not a very good worker?"

These words have been held in my heart for a long time. To say them out loud is embarrassing, but to say them out loud is unbearable.

"Yes."

Mu Huainan didn't give me any face at all.

I couldn't help but ask sillily.

"Do you think that by watching more videos, you'll be able to learn something great..." It took me a while to come up with a word that seemed appropriate. "Powerful posture..."

In the dark night, Mu Huainan was quiet for a while.

Suddenly he called my name.

"An'an."

"Yes."

"You don't have to change anything for me."

But I feel that I'm not good at all, and I'm a little afraid that if I don't work hard to make Mu Huainan look like he likes me more, there will come a day when he will get tired of me and leave.

I did not speak. In the silence, I heard his voice.

"The person who made me go crazy with love is you, who has not changed anything. You are already a treasure in my heart."

My heart softened as my body sank into Mu Huainan's embrace.

My rickety little boat finally came to rest in this harbor of his heart.

"Happy birthday, Uncle Huainan."

"I don't want to hear that."

"I love you, Uncle Huainan."

"I love you too, my silly girl."