"Yan'er, you only have yourself in your heart..." He looked at her, his eyes filled with the desire to swallow her in one gulp.
Feng Yan picked her up and walked to the bed. When her back was close to the bed, his body covered it.
This woman didn't trust him, so she asked Jiang Rui not to reveal his name. It was really stupid. At that time, who else could protect her except him, Feng Yan?
If she thought he was a man who could protect her well, she should not hesitate to say that she was Feng Yan's woman in front of others, but she didn't, probably because she didn't bother to be his woman!
It seems that from the beginning of their relationship, she has been the one with the purpose. At first it was for money, and now it is for deception. With his identity, anyone who wants to deceive him is looking for death.
Only she, he indulged in his heart, just thinking about her being by his side. But she never seemed to care about this, only thinking about herself.
"Yan'er, be obedient..."
He didn't know how long he had been struggling, but Feng Yan reached out and touched Su Hanyan's red and sweaty face. Her watery eyes were still misty and she didn't make any expression.
Obedient? Why? Who is he to her?
She was so tired that she thought of the male protagonists in those romantic soap operas. Don't they all like to pamper the heroine to the point of being lawless?
But what about him? Why does he always expect her to be obedient? Is it just because she is not his heroine?
She closed her eyes to calm down her intense breathing, and he couldn't help but lower his head and kiss her rosy cheeks.
"When I'm not with you, my name is your talisman." His voice was deep, with a power to confuse people's hearts. And her gentleness was like a deadly poison, tempting him to indulge in reckless abandon.
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When Feng Yan woke up in the morning, the woman beside him was still asleep, obviously looking exhausted.
He leaned forward and kissed her forehead. The woman frowned, as if she didn't like being disturbed. She pushed him with her arms and moved lazily to the side.
He wasn't angry either, he smiled and touched her face lovingly with his fingers, got up and went into the bathroom.
After bathing and changing clothes, he walked to the bed and looked at the woman's peaceful and beautiful sleeping face, with a warm smile on his lips.
After a while, Feng Yan went to the coffee table and took what Su Hanyan wrote yesterday in his hand and looked at it. Although the time was tight, he wrote in an orderly manner.
"Take out my ID card and passport!"
Su Hanyan's cold and slightly hoarse voice came from behind him. He turned around and saw her sitting on the bed hugging the quilt. Her cold little face had no expression, and her complexion was slightly pale.
"Want to leave?" He threw the plan book in his hand on the coffee table. "When I didn't come back yesterday, if you had documents, you might have escaped without a trace, right?"
He stepped forward to the bed, bent down slightly, and locked his sharp eyes with her equally sharp eyes.
Su Hanyan glanced at him contemptuously: "No."
As soon as she finished speaking, a pair of big palms fixed her slender waist from behind. The next second, her limp and weak body was lifted up completely. When she bumped into his arms, she was so frightened that her heart beat rapidly and she lost her mind.
Beating rhythmically.
"Let me go!" She didn't dare to struggle or shout loudly, otherwise she would wake up Li Jinhuan next door, which would be too embarrassing.