Cheng Anya woke up, it was already deep at night, the faint moonlight jumped in from the balcony, and there was broken silver everywhere. (Website www
The poison was cured, she knew in her heart. When she injected the antidote in the white night, she had thought that if she couldn't wake up, she would just sleep like this and die unconsciously without feeling any pain, just like people. She often talks about euthanasia. She laughed at herself that at that time she was still thinking about these trivial matters, but at that moment, she felt relaxed.
After all, she knew that Young Master Ye would be safe and sound. Even if he died, his only regret would be the child.
It's not a good thing to kill two people.
She smiled and leaned over, only to see Mr. Ye sleeping next to her. The quilt was so warm that it warmed her bones.[
The corners of her lips curled up slightly, and when she looked closely, she realized that the room was still their room, but with a different set of quilts. The silk quilt was warm in winter and cool in summer, and warmed up the body's temperature. She felt that all the pores on her body were stretched. Yes, very comfortable.
Maybe it was because of the psychological effect, because they had detoxified her and she no longer had to worry about infecting innocent people or killing her loved ones. In these short few days, Cheng Anya seemed relaxed and chatted with them as usual. But her heart was extremely heavy. Ever since Zhang Bo's death, this huge boulder had been weighing on her heart. As she tossed and turned in the middle of the night, it made her unable to breathe.
This is a kind of heart disease. She wants to isolate herself from the crowd whenever she wants, for fear of innocent death.
Now that the boulder was shattered, she felt a lot relieved. Only then did she realize that the feeling of being light was really comfortable, like being reborn.
Next to her was the sound of Mr. Ye's shallow breathing. When he was detoxifying, the scene of his ferocious face and his crazy appearance was gone. She only knew that he was sleeping peacefully at the moment and was already safe.
It was all worth it. Cheng Anya often heard people say that if you survive a disaster, you will be blessed later.
They have gone through many hardships this time. They jumped over a plane in the desert, were trapped in the desert for two days, were almost killed in a castle, were almost blown to pieces on the sea, wandered between life and death several times, and were riddled with viruses. So far, they are safe and sound. Will everything be smooth in the future?
Hope so.
Cheng Anya knew in her heart that Louis was not dead yet, the whereabouts of the mafia were unknown, and there had been a lot of changes in Longmen in the past few days. There were people behind the scenes who were manipulating all of this in an attempt to start another bloody storm. There was no need to inquire about all this, just look at the little girl. Bao and Ye Wei analyzed and discussed and she also knew something.
After this detoxification, there will be greater storms waiting for them. She only hopes that Mr. Ye, who has experienced so much suffering in the world, has experienced all the suffering in his life.
It will be smoother from now on.
With a sigh, she stroked his brow.
Ye Sanshao's eyebrows are very thick and the shape is very beautiful. He has a pair of tightly closed eyes and long eyelashes. From the side, there are some curls, and there is a thin layer of silhouette under the eyelids. He is good-looking. His tall nose, beautiful lips, and delicate facial features are like God's meticulous masterpiece. She had known that Mr. Ye was extremely handsome. Although he was not as breathtaking as Su Man, Mo Jue and others, his appearance was... It is a good look that is hard to find in the world.
Slender fingers traced his lips, which were slightly dry. Thinking of the hotness of these lips, Cheng Anya was stunned for a moment, then retracted her fingers. If Ye San knew that she was secretly touching him like this, he would be so narcissistic. I don’t know what to think.
She rarely looked at his facial features with such concentration. She thought of his domineering, angry, sinister, pretending to be wronged... and countless other features in her mind. Cheng Anya couldn't help but curl her lips and smile.
Laughter spilled from his lips.
"Do I look that funny?" The voice that had disappeared for many days was hoarse, implying displeasure. Cheng Anya was slightly startled when she saw a pair of dark eyes. The tightly closed eyes had opened at some point.
He was staring at her angrily.
Cheng Anya was overjoyed, he woke up? It was okay at last. Then she thought to herself, when did he wake up? When she thought of her long fingers brushing his facial features, there was a slight heat under her fingertips, and her face became hot.
"You woke up early?"[
"Tell me, what are you laughing at?" Ye Sanshao's eyes darkened, he quickly grabbed her hand and pulled the wound on her wrist. He groaned, covered the wound and pulled the other side, which made him frown in pain.
"Don't move." Cheng Anya was anxious and quickly helped him up. Fortunately, the tug was not deep and the blood did not penetrate the gauze. Cheng Anya wanted to untie it and apply the medicine again, but Mr. Ye stopped him.
"It's just a flesh wound." He said, looking at his wrist and then at his ankle. Bits and pieces of pictures flashed through his mind. After being organized and linked together, it was not difficult to guess what happened.
He vaguely remembered his crazy appearance and the sound of metal hitting his ears. However, at the time, the pain seemed insignificant and he had no impression of it.
"Medicine needs to be applied to skin and flesh wounds. Don't move around." Cheng Anya took the medicine on one side, removed the gauze and applied medicine to him again. Only then did Young Master Ye realize that there was medicine on his wrist.
How horrific the wound was.
He was startled and hurriedly looked at Cheng Anya's wrist. She was safe. Third Young Master Ye asked quickly, "Where is the poison on your body? Is it cured?"
Cheng Anya nodded and explained the situation again, except for the child. She was still not sure how to tell Mr. Ye about this, so she gave him the "medicine" and re-bandaged him.
"You haven't answered my question yet." Mr. Ye hit his head on the head that was close at hand.
If you dare to look at him and laugh while he is sleeping, you should be beaten.
Cheng Anya rolled her eyes at him, "Can't I be happy? The poison is gone. How happy this is. Why can't I laugh?"
"Liar." Mr. Ye snorted and came over to kiss Cheng Anya, "How many days have I slept?"
"Nine days." Cheng Anya said.
She had been on tenterhooks for nine days.
Especially when she was detoxifying today, especially today's feeling of being on the edge of despair, it was even more unforgettable. She would never forget the torture of waiting, it was harder than any other time.
Young Master Ye looked at her with deep eyes and said quickly, "It's been so long, you should kiss me, like other princes kiss sleeping beauties."
After saying that, he pouted and leaned in for a kiss.
Cheng Anya slapped him and pushed him to the other side, laughing and scolding: "How do you look like a princess?"
What a narcissist.
Young Master Ye also laughed, and the somewhat heavy atmosphere disappeared in an instant, and there was peace.
Cheng Anya tilted her head and saw him smiling slightly, curling up the corners of his lips, and leaned closer. Young Master Ye tilted his head and kissed her lips naturally. Cheng Anya stretched out the tip of her tongue and traced the shape of his lips in detail.
Suddenly being held in his arms by his arms, Young Master Ye had already turned his back on his guests, got between her lips and teeth, kissed her deeply, swept over every inch of her soft lips, curled the tip of his tongue, sucked and nibbled, and enjoyed it
The joy of rebirth after death, the excitement of regaining something lost.
When everyone falls asleep, they are prepared that they may never wake up again. With complex emotions of life, separation, and death, who is not moved and happy to be alive at this moment? [
The treasure in my arms becomes more and more precious.
Cheng Anya closed her eyes and enjoyed his kiss, her familiar scent lingered in her nose, her eyebrows passed by, the wind blew gently, and the room was full of tenderness.
No matter how he kissed her, it seemed that he couldn't get enough. Mr. Ye was not satisfied. He just let her go and let her take a breath, then he covered her lips and kissed her domineeringly. His lips were as domineering and strong as his own.
The moonlight is soft and white, the beauty is like jade, hugging her in her arms, and the place is on the bed, so naturally they all fall on the bed.
Cheng Anya was so excited by his kiss that she felt her earlobe being sucked and teased by him, and the hot breath penetrated into the auricle. This hot breath seemed to be transmitted to the central nervous system through the auricle, and then penetrated
The central nervous system swoops down.
There is a slight ache in the lower abdomen, which is embarrassingly hot.
This feeling is a little strange, but also a little familiar. I had this feeling countless times that day and night in the desert castle. Even my fingertips seemed weak, turning into a pool of spring water in his arms. Her dimples were as delicate as roses, and her charming eyes were as charming as a rose.
Silk.
Let me judge you.
"Anya..." A low and hoarse voice rose slowly, and her hot breath sprayed on the delicate skin of Cheng Anya's neck. The snowy skin was dyed pink, and the wet and hot kiss went down and opened her clothes.
, Sanshao Ye groaned briefly due to touching the wound.
Cheng Anya, who was confused and confused, suddenly woke up, her eyes were blurry and clear, and she stopped Ye Sanshao's head, "Achen, stop doing this, your hands and feet are inconvenient."
"It's okay." Mr. Ye vetoed it, not caring about his own wounds, and was about to pull Cheng Anya's clothes apart. Cheng Anya stood up in a hurry, but was suppressed by him, "Don't move."
"It's done, he's not dead, and he's not in a hurry for a day or two." Cheng Anya despised him. Love and desire are something that no woman can avoid as long as a man has tasted them. Besides, he is the best in "sexuality" like Mr. Ye.
However, good sex also depends on the situation.
"How about you come?" Third Young Master Ye was not willing to give up, and suggested with an ambiguous blink of an eye. His slightly dark eyes glowed with a green, coveted light, as if he was looking forward to Miss Cheng's leadership.
Cheng Anya's face turned red and she pushed his shoulder to signal him to get down, "I can't."
"I teach you."
"..."
Miss Cheng's face turned even redder. Third Young Master Ye leaned over and whispered in his ear. Cheng Anya almost kicked him off, her face was so shy and she was so embarrassed, "You bastard."
, don’t even think about it.”
Third Young Master Ye suddenly leaned over and kissed her deeply. Cheng Anya struggled for a moment, and suddenly heard the sound of clattering cups and plates. The two of them turned their heads instantly, only to see two figures, one large and one small, about to run away from behind.
Ye Wei and Xiaobao turned around slowly. Ye Wei saw that her third sister-in-law had red and swollen lips, a youthful look on her face, and her charming eyes, while her third brother had a lustful face and murderous eyes.
, she... felt for the first time that the feeling of ruining someone's good deeds was actually this...
Cool.
The little girl waved hello in a ladylike manner, and Ye Wei said: "Third brother, third sister-in-law, you guys are so strong, so good... Keep going, keep going, we'll come back later..."
"Well, keep going, keep going..." the little girl agreed.
Two people, one big and one small, stood there without moving, holding trays in their hands, watching the battle innocently.
If Cheng Anya hadn't cared about Young Master Ye's injuries, she would have kicked him out of bed. Damn, it's so embarrassing...
Thunder, please strike me!
It turns out that this is what it feels like to be caught in bed, (⊙o⊙)….
"You two are so shameless." Mr. Ye snorted coldly, and then got up from Cheng Anya. Fortunately, he was not so impatient that he tore off her clothes, otherwise she would have looked better.
.
Ye Weimei Mo, third brother, how can you blame us for your own anxiety? How can anyone think of doing this after lying down for so many days with their hands and feet injured so badly? You are really too tough.
No wonder we are.
Originally, she and Ning Ning had planned the time, and neither of them had eaten for a whole day. Ye Wei had someone make some easy-to-digest food and send it over. Originally, she was thinking about the health of her brother and sister-in-law, so as not to
They also rang bells to call people.
Who knew we would encounter this scene?
The little nanny was surprised. Although he knew that his daddy had been hungry for a long time, he still didn't expect him to be so tough.
He even thought about asking mommy to do it because he had difficulty with his hands and feet. This is really... polluting the pure soul. The little "milk" bag was also a little confused.
"Third brother, come on, drink iced milk, put out the fire, put out the fire." Ye Wei took out the drinks, porridge, and side dishes from the tray, and waved her third brother over with a smile to put out the fire.
**Men are very scary.
Cheng Anya didn't feel anything after the embarrassment. When she was with the Ye family, her heart couldn't be stronger. This was not enough to panic her. Fortunately, her clothes were not messy, otherwise she would be embarrassed.
"Mommy, I can finally hold the baby." After Ning Ning put down the tray, she ignored her father's jealous eyes and jumped into Cheng Anya's arms. Cheng Anya was tired of her small body and refused to let go, "Mommy..."
"So good." Cheng Anya smiled, pinched Ning Ning's baby's face casually, and gave him a big pop on the face, making Ning Ning beam with joy.
"Mommy, you smell so good. No wonder Daddy always loves to nibble on you." The little nanny turned his head. Cheng Anya was so embarrassed that she slapped him on the back of the head with one hand, "Are you asking for a beating?"
"It's really violent." Xiaobao smiled and dragged Cheng Anya to the dining table, "Mommy, it's been a long time since I tasted my darling's cooking. I prepared it all."
Third Young Master Ye has long been in trouble.
He was very hungry, it was double hunger.
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The proxy marriage side has also been updated.(^o^)/~
