Lan Ning's voice gradually lowered, and his innocent face gradually revealed a vicious look: "Young Master Han, as long as you say a word..."
Han Qingyi stood there coldly, the wind ruffled his hair, and he finally moved his steps.
"go back."
he said coldly.
Then, without looking back, he turned around and left, getting into the car.
Lan Ning was stunned for a moment and quickly followed.
Like an arrow leaving its string, the blue sports car quickly left the grassland where Han Qingyi was standing just now, left the foot of the mountain, and left the place where you could see... the fireworks blooming over the garden of Murong Lie's villa.
**It’s past three o’clock in the morning.
The night was extremely dark, the dark blue night sky turned into pitch black, and the stars on the night sky seemed to be brighter. They twinkled and shone on the sparkling sea, creating a different kind of scenery.
In the master bedroom on the second floor of the villa, the scenery is even more beautiful and fragrant.
On the crystal ceiling, the scene in the bedroom is reflected, and every detail can be seen clearly, making people blush - I can only see the graceful and smooth white gauze hanging from the round ceiling. I don’t know when it has been hanging down.
On the thick carpet, the antique bed swayed gently, creating an ambiguous and fragrant scene.
Across the white sandman, one could hear the faint sound of a man breathing from the bed, and occasionally a hoarse roar, as well as a girl who was delicate and delicate, as if she was crying in pain, but also seemed to be in extreme joy.
The sound of tears.
And all these sounds were happening on that big white bed.
On the white satin sheets, the gorgeous patterns of brocade and embroidery contrasted with the figures of the two people lying on the bed, entangled fiercely, making them look particularly beautiful and eye-catching.
An extremely tall and handsome man with perfect lines. Beneath him is a beautiful girl who is too slender to hold his hand. She is being firmly and domineeringly controlled by him, and he is entangled fiercely.
Holding, lingering.
At this time, the light in the bedroom was only turned on by voice control, a small warm yellow light. Under such ambiguous and warm light, through the white sandman, you can see that the handsome man has an extremely outstanding appearance: broad shoulders.
, strong and sexy chest, and six-pack of conspicuous abs, it looks like an athlete's figure.
At this time, his bronzed skin was dripping with crystal beads of sweat due to the intense movements, and some even dripped onto the white embroidered satin sheets. His strong chest muscles were bulging, and his strong long legs were under him.
The girl's legs kept moving vigorously, attacking wildly and almost savagely, eliciting a sound that sounded like crying from the delicate girl.
The girl under him was slender and weak, as if she needed to be held up and protected with both hands to prevent her from being blown away by the wind.
At this time, she closed her eyes slightly, her black eyelashes were trembling uncontrollably, her white teeth bit her soft pink lips impatiently, and a broken sound escaped from her lips as if she could no longer bear it.
Her clear and snow-white face has been filled with a touch of pink in the passion, and even her arms have become a bit pink. There are pink spots on her soft and snow-white shoulders, her perfect and tender chest, and her slender neck.
The kiss marks all show the man's fierceness and passion for her.
She stretched out her slender little hands and tremblingly grabbed the man's arms on both sides of her body.
"No...no more..."
Her delicate and soft voice seemed to be broken, trembling slightly, and her words were out of tune.
However, the man suddenly grabbed her slender fingers with his backhand and pressed them domineeringly on the white embroidered sheets.
"Not enough..."
His husky voice is particularly sexy and low, very charming, and women will blush and be intoxicated by it.
As he spoke, he lowered his head and kissed her lips in an extremely domineering yet gentle manner.
While ravaging her soft pink lips, kissing them until they were red and swollen, as delicate as a rose, he accelerated his attack on her.
As a result, she couldn't even make a broken sound.
I can only be forced to dance with him, dance together...
I don’t know how much time has passed, it seems like a long, long time has passed.
Finally, the man's strong and tall body turned over from her delicate body, but he did not look tired at all. Instead, he held her slender waist tightly, showing his domineering and possessive look.
His extremely handsome and charming face looks like magic under the warm yellow light, full of strong attraction and extreme sexiness.
If he is a devil, he is also the most handsome devil!
What's more, to her, and only to her, he is not a devil, he is a man who swears to protect her and pamper her for the rest of his life.
From now on, he is her husband.
is her man.
Thinking of what she said to him with tears in her eyes and a slight smile, the corners of Murong Lie's bright red lips involuntarily rose slightly, revealing a rather happy smile.
"Tong'er, are you tired so quickly?"
The lazy and sexy voice is a little hoarse, but still so charming.
"Well..." I have the nerve to say, it's all you!
Ning Tong'er opened her eyes slightly, but she was too tired. She only opened them a little, then quickly closed her eyes, lying in his strong arms, in this safe embrace.
, I don’t want to move anymore - it’s all you!
She thought to herself, but she didn't even have the strength to speak.
He held her tightly in his arms in an extremely domineering yet gentle manner, then lowered his head and kissed her sweaty forehead tenderly, and the corners of his mouth curled up in an evil way: Tsk, how pitiful!
Look how tired she is!
He smiled evilly and looked at her with her eyes still closed, looking so tired that she didn't even want to open them. He felt extremely in love and proud.
So, he lowered his head and kissed her already delicate, red and swollen lips several times.
Ning Tong'er turned her head, trying to avoid this guy's "harassment", but she didn't expect that the more she avoided, the more she evaded, the more the skin touched, the flame that had just been extinguished on his body was aroused.
The flames are burning brightly again.
Ning Tong'er opened her eyes suddenly, she was so exhausted that her eyes widened.
She looked at the man who was leaning on her again in disbelief, and her soft voice trembled: "Murong Lie, you... didn't you just..."
"Just now." He said without any shame.
Ning Tong'er wanted to cry but had no tears: "You are crazy..."
Her bones have been torn apart by him!
He still comes!
Even if you are indestructible, I am not!
Her slender hands tried hard to push him down: "Don't go crazy..."
"My husband is not crazy," Murong Lie lowered his head and kissed her heavily on the lips as punishment, "How dare you say that my husband is crazy? You deserve to be punished!"
"Well..." Ning Tong'er's eyes, which finally woke up, gradually began to become misty again under his passionate kiss.
"Husband is not crazy, he is happy." At this moment, President Murong was like a childish child, showing off that he had got the "treasure" he had dreamed of. He did not feel childish or embarrassed at all, but was proud, "Husband
I'm so happy to finally have a little thing. From now on, you are mine."
Ning Tong'er felt like laughing but was speechless at the same time.
Helpless, his tall body was like cast iron, firmly occupying her delicate body.
This domineering guy!
When proposing, I said so many sweet words, but in fact my domineering nature has not changed at all.
Murong Lie proudly expressed his joyful mood. At the same time, he didn't know when his strong and long legs had slipped between her legs cunningly, and silently separated her slender and tender legs while her eyes were dim.
legs, "Besides, who made the little thing so beautiful! No matter how much I want you, it's not enough!"
It's just so arrogant.
"What... cunning, it's obviously you... uh..."
Ning Tong'er gasped, and all her words were blocked by her falling thin lips.
The ancient rhythm started again, and the white sand began to sway again, creating a more ambiguous and fragrant atmosphere...
**Han's Private Hospital.
A slender young man wearing a full white coat, white hat, white mask, and white gloves walked out of an operating room. He took off one of his masks with a hint of exhaustion and walked quickly outside.
go.
"Young Master, do you want to take a rest before going back?"
The director who walked out of the operating room with him said to him humbly.
Han Qingyi didn't stop or even look back. He just raised his white-gloved hand and waved to the owner behind him while walking.
His expression was so cold and distant that the director, who was originally afraid of him, breathed a sigh of relief.
In fact, he just said polite words to Han Qingyi. He wished that the young Dong who was more beautiful than a girl but extremely bloodthirsty and murderous could ignore his words - because everyone knew that the Young Dong was in a bad mood.
It's best to stay as far away from him as possible!
However, when the director looked at the back of Shaodong, who was slightly tired but still fast and sharp, he couldn't help but touch his chin with a puzzled expression.
Why is he unhappy?
There was obviously no need for him to perform the surgery himself, so why did he come to the hospital in the middle of the night and perform surgery on critically ill patients himself?
It would be understandable if we say that a few years ago, Shaodong, who was still studying for a doctorate in medicine, did it to enrich his clinical experience and study the conditions of patients.
Nowadays, apart from the prey in the laboratory, there are very few operations that Shaodong can perform personally.
Of course, he would not be stupid enough to think that Shaodong suddenly had a whim and wanted to do good things.