When Tang Qianrong walked out of the bathroom after taking a shower, all the lights in the room were turned off, and only a small table lamp on the bedside was dimly lit.
The warm dark yellow color exudes a cozy warmth.
Tang Qianrong stepped lightly and wiped his wet hair with a towel.
He used to have headaches, and he would have to blow dry after taking a bath no matter how late it was, but today...
He glanced at a little woman lying on the bed with the quilt covering her neck.
I frowned, but in the end I didn't pick up the hair dryer and walked directly to the bed.
He thought An Jingxing must have fallen asleep, so he was extra careful when getting into bed. Under the light, An Jingxing's palm-sized face showed a weak whiteness, with thin eyelids, a high bridge of nose, and a pair of rosy eyes.
Her lips are the only bright color on her face.
He couldn't help but reach out and touch her lips, his movements were extremely gentle, for fear of accidentally waking her up.
He still remembered that on the first night, she under him was as sweet as caramel. He called her "Little Caramel" because of her lips.
She was the sweetest little woman he had ever tasted.
none of them.
An Jingxing thought that this man would get straight to the point after taking a shower, but unexpectedly she lay on the bed waiting for a long time and saw no movement from him.
Finally, she felt him touch her lips. An Jingxing thought, after all, it would mean death, and if he died early, he would be reborn, right? He resisted not refusing and waited motionlessly for his next move.
Unexpectedly, An Jingxing's prediction was wrong this time. He just touched her lips gently twice and then stopped his hand. He turned back and turned off the lamp and lay down.
An Jingxing was angered by Tang Qianrong's actions. Since he wanted to do something, he had to do it quickly. What's the point of procrastinating like this?
Instead of waiting so procrastinatingly, An Jingxing finally closed his eyes and turned around, and became cruel, when the room was completely dark.
She started to move.
When Tang Qianrong felt a pair of hands touching his chest, he thought it was an illusion.
But when he clearly felt the heat coming from those small hands...
He just felt his head buzzing with fire.
The woman's movements were stiff, her palms were hot, but her fingertips were cold.............................
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Tang Qianrong's brain forgot to think for a moment, and after the small hands touched his chest, they slid down along the abdominal muscles......................
Tang Qianrong couldn't help holding his breath... his whole body froze.
An Jingxing didn't expect this man... After all, they had been abroad for so many days, and she hadn't seen a woman around him. Could it be that she hadn't vented for too long, so today
Do you want to stay here to keep yourself company?
She didn't want to lose her heart, so An Jingxing was willing to lose her dignity in exchange for a chance to climb up. Since she had already put a price tag on herself, why should she pretend to be noble and innocent? That was too fake.
She is not White Lotus, nor is she Cinderella. She is just an unscrupulous woman now. No matter what method she uses, she must take revenge and destroy An Jinmu and the An family.
