The aura of scorching gradually spread, and even the sea breeze that blew that night was filled with ambiguity.

Zhuang Mingyue felt that she had walked in the gate of hell several times. She didn't know how long it took for her torture to end. Her entire facial features were no longer perceptual, and she didn't know the pain, and she repeated back and forth during her wake up and fainting.

Until a dawn light appeared outside, Zhuang Mingyue was so tired that she was too lazy to move a finger, and she fell asleep in a deep and drowsy way.

At no time in the morning, the man walked out of the bathroom with a freshly washed person in his arms, carrying a warm mist on his body, and almost no part of his snow-white skin was good.

Zhan Yan gently placed her on the bed, opened the drawer beside the bedside table, found the ointment that had been prepared in advance, squeezed out a little, and applied it evenly between her legs, which was a little red and swollen, and a little bleeding... The tearing level was not serious, and the person with his eyes closed hummed and frowned, as if it was a little painful. The man gently moved his hands.

After another hour of hard work, the door was knocked on the show and there was no chance to close his eyes.

Qi Cheng reported: "President, the ship has already docked and we can set off."

Exhibition banquet: "Go and prepare a new set of clothes to bring them over."

Qi Cheng paused and replied: "Yes."

Qi Cheng quickly brought a new set of clothes, and the size was just right for Zhuang Mingyue.

After the Zhanyan dried her hair, put on her clothes, and hugged her except for the cruise ship.

In such a large and extended version of Bugatti, Zhuang Mingyue pillow sleeps on a man's legs without any sign of waking up.

When I arrived at the hotel, Zhuang Mingyue slept peacefully.

The sun rises and falls again.

The sunset in the sky seemed to be stained with blood.

A slight light shines through the thick curtains in the room.

Zhuang Mingyue moved her fingers, and her whole body seemed to be crushed by a car, and her whole body was sore. She felt the hot temperature beside her and her waist was imprisoned.

Zhuang Mingyue's eyes were dry and swollen. She cried many times, and she shouted many times, "Brother", he was just an inhuman beast bastard.

Zhuang Mingyue took off his hand so dirty that she thought it was dirty. The man who had originally sleeping soundly with his eyes closed opened his cold eyes instantly, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

As soon as his arms tightened, the person who was originally going to leave was instantly taken back.

Zhuang Mingyue's back was tightly pressed against him, and she grabbed his hand with an angry look on her face, "Let me go!"

"Sleep for a while, or continue?" His voice was not allowed to resist.

Zhuang Mingyue's heart beat for a moment and suddenly stopped.

His methods have always been like this, rude and never cared about her feelings.

You can't confront him head-on, otherwise what you will get will be a more painful and torture ten times the price.

In the quiet hotel room, you can hear the sound of the two people breathing evenly between them, and Zhuang Mingyue's heartbeat was also very fast.

Suddenly after a while, Zhuang Mingyue spoke: "I still have something to do and I want to go back to school."

"I'll give you half an hour later."

“I don’t need it.”

Zhan Yan let go of his hand, Zhuang Mingyue was a little surprised. He would let her go so easily, would he be so easy to talk to?

Without any drag, he lifted the quilt and got out of the bed. Looking at the originally smooth legs, the traces left by the man were covered with traces left by the man, Zhuang Mingyue gritted her teeth and cursed in her heart: Beast!

As soon as he stepped on the ground, Zhuang Mingyue seemed to lose control and collapsed on the ground with weak body. The man on the bed chuckled happily.

The lights in the room were turned on. Zhan Yan was wearing only a nightgown. The collar on his chest was loose, revealing the wheat-colored and strong chest muscles. He sat on the bed with a leisurely look, lit a cigarette, took a breath, spit out white cigarette, and looked at her lazy, "Do you need your brother's help?"

Zhuang Mingyue ignored him, supported the bed with his hands, endured the pain, stood up from the ground, and walked to the bathroom with his clothes.

Looking at the floor-to-ceiling mirror, I dared not to bet on every piece of skin on my body, and the skirt in my hand could not cover them at all. These traces.

A feeling of powerlessness was applied to my heart, and the haggard and pale face in the mirror was no different from being humiliated.

Things were completely different from what she expected.

Calculate the time, Bai Yushu has already graduated. Now Zhanyan is already married to her, and he shouldn't have appeared here. He should take over Wei Lan in the imperial capital and do what he should do.

Zhuang Mingyue was rubbing in the bathroom for more than half an hour before getting dressed before walking out of the bathroom. She walked straight to the table and picked up her bag. She opened it and took a look. Fortunately, there were all the important things inside.

Zhan Yan was slow, wearing her suit without any rush. He lowered his head and buttoned the buttons on his sleeves, and said to Zhuang Mingyue who was about to leave: "I have already asked about the school. I finished the art exhibition yesterday, and you will rest today. As for returning to school..." After dressing, Zhan Yan walked up to her step by step, staring at her with deep and dark eyes, "You have graduated a long time ago. Even if you want to leave, Mingyue... can find a better reason next time."

Zhuang Mingyue looked aside, but did not look at him, and said in a calm tone: "I don't know what you are talking about, please... get out of the way!"

Looking at her from the perspective of Zhanyan, her eyes were always slightly red. When she cried and cried, she didn't know how charming she was at that time, and it always made people want to ask her hard!

Time and again, never ending.

"Don't plan to go home with me?"

Zhuang Mingyue glared at him coldly, "Now I feel disgusted when I see you."

She pushed him away, Zhan Yan was unmoved, and even lowered her head, and a strange arc appeared inexplicably on the corner of her mouth. Zhuang Mingyue opened the door, but saw the bodyguard who stopped her at the door, and the meaning was obvious.

Zhuang Mingyue could no longer bear it, and slammed the bag on him hard, and said to him with a depressing voice and angrily, "What do you want? I have been away for so many years, and I am not good to treat me as dead? Why do you still appear? I don't want to see you again."

"You have the final say in some things. If you want to leave, you have to depend on whether I agree or not!" Zhan Yan turned around and looked at her, "Before I don't understand some things, it's better to be by my side."

"Even if you are at the end of the world this time, you can't escape!"

The devil's oath was like a terrifying curse.

There seemed to be really a shackle between them that could not be seen clearly kept them firmly, and no one could escape.

Zhuang Mingyue was not crying like before. She was like a puppet, following him, and the bodyguard behind her was also staring at her all the time.

Sitting on the rooftop restaurant, she could see the scenery of the Paris Tower at a glance. This is the most luxurious restaurant and hotel in France. The price of one night is indeed a money she can never make in her life.
Chapter completed!