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Chapter 43

Chapter 43

Ah. Qiao Ran lamented in his heart.

What is grandma doing? Is it intentional?

Is she backing up today? She finally got Zuo Chenye back, but grandma caught her again.

Under the "surveillance" of Grandma Zhao, Qiao Ran reluctantly dragged Zuo Chenye into the master bedroom and threw him on the bed.

She was panting from exhaustion and her forehead was covered with sweat.

Wait, why is this scene so familiar?

Qiao Ran recalled that the man she rescued from the river last time was also so heavy, about the same height, and even the body felt very similar. She couldn't take off his pants to verify it at the suburban hotel last time, and later the car project

The team was busy with things, so she forgot about it.

Today's scene aroused her strong suspicion again.

She had to confirm.

Could it be that the person she saved and the person who took her body was Zuo Chenye?

Zuo Chen was drunk and fell into a deep sleep that night. He lay motionless on the bed, except for his broad chest rising and falling.

Regardless, Qiao Ran gritted his teeth and walked forward gently.

Hands, decisively reaching for his belt.

After untying the belt, she quickly took off his pants.

The perfect figure like a sculpture made her eyes hurt. Thinking back to the car just now...

sky......

Her eyes tightened, and she felt heat rising up on her face, and then her cheeks felt like they were on fire.

It's simply too embarrassing to do such a thing.

However, the sight in front of her gave her a hard time. His legs were white and sexy, and well proportioned, but... there were scars on both legs, old and new, some deep and some shallow.

God, what has he ever encountered?

Qiao Ran had a strange feeling in his heart. Unexpectedly, he, who was usually aloof and capable of calling the shots, had also experienced unknown things.

Why did he suffer these injuries? There were bullet scratches and sharp blade cuts.

The softest place in her heart was touched.

Right now, she couldn't tell from the scars whether he was the person she saved last time.

Qiao Ran sighed. Forget it, forget it if it's not him.

This was Zuo Chenye's room. She randomly dug out a pair of his pajamas from the cabinet and put them on for him.

After replacing it.

She thought for a while, and reluctantly put him into pajamas in order to cover up her desire to take off his pants.

A strong body, powerful lines, and slender legs.

As she kept changing, her face felt frighteningly hot, so she simply turned off the light and helped him change.

But when I turn off the light, I can't see clearly.

I can only fumble around randomly on him.

The more you touch him, the hotter his body feels.

After finally changing him, she felt like she was going crazy with heat and was covered in sweat.

After covering him with the quilt, she ducked into the bathroom to take a shower.

After taking a shower, she covered herself with a blanket and lay on the sofa to sleep.

Sleeping in the same room with him always makes me feel uneasy.

Qiao Ran was dazed for a long time before falling asleep.

Early the next morning.

"Crash."

Qiao Ran was woken up by the sound of water running in the bathroom.

She rubbed her sleepy eyes and slowly opened her eyes. The curtains had been opened, letting in the morning sunlight.

Beside the bed, Zuo Chenye's clothes were thrown on the floor, messy as if something happened last night.

Qiao Ran sat up from the sofa and was about to get off the floor.

Zuo Chenye walked out of the bathroom. His wet black hair was dripping with water, dripping onto his sexy chest. His face was tight and stained with water drops, and his resolute lines looked more three-dimensional.

The white bath towel is wrapped around the belly button, which is extremely sexy.

A strong body, powerful lines, and slender legs.

It was dark last night, but now it's so bright.

See more clearly and realistically.

Thinking of what she had done boldly last night, Qiao Ran blushed instantly. After all, she had not had much contact with men, so naturally she couldn't bear to stand "naked" in front of her like this.

She turned her face away and focused her attention elsewhere.

"Did you change into the pajamas for me last night?" Zuo Chenye raised his eyebrows, his eyes like a falcon's, squinting at her.

"Yes, I changed it."

It would be impossible for Qiao Ran not to admit it.

"I don't seem to have vomited. Do I need to change it?" Zuo Chenye had strange fire jumping in his eyes, "Also, why did I sleep in this room."

It seems that he doesn't remember anything after getting off the bus yesterday.

"You were drunk last night. I drove home and grandma was watching us downstairs, so I had to bring you here. I couldn't let grandma find out that we didn't sleep in the same room?" Qiao Ran explained awkwardly.

Early in the morning, was he angry when he got up?

He is a man, why should she mind if she helps him change his clothes?

She didn't even care.

He frowned slightly, strode closer to her, and asked, "Really? Why do I feel that you are always trying to take off my clothes?"

"I'm sick." Qiao Ran frowned, stood up from the sofa, and wanted to push away him who was approaching him step by step.

Her heart was beating rapidly. She had obviously covered it up. Could it be that he had discovered a clue?

He took one step faster and held her wrist.

His palms were slightly hot, maybe because he had just taken a shower.

She also felt hot and dry.

She wanted to break away from him, but she couldn't shake him.

"Do you know?" He moved closer to her, the distance between them was almost zero, "No one can be a saint when men and women are in the same room. You are playing with fire."

This woman had seduced him again and again, and now she was pretending to be innocent again.

Suddenly, the air pressure rose, destroying his sanity.

He pressed the back of her head and kissed her.

The fresh smell of mint flowed straight into her nose, between her lips and teeth, and even into her heart and lungs.

She was stunned, her mind went blank.

Feeling that she had been violated, she instinctively raised her hands.

He left her lips, instantly pinched her wrist, and pinned her hand behind her back with his backhand, his eyes burning with dark red flames, "You want to hit me a second time?"

He covered her lips again.

Fierce as a beast opening its gates.

His breathing became heavier and heavier, and she felt like she was about to suffocate and be swallowed up by him.

She wanted to push him away, but he simply held her hands behind his back with one hand, making her unable to move and allowing him to invade her at will.

She was kissed so hard that her whole body trembled. The more she trembled, the more ferociously he kissed her.

This is how men are, the more they resist, the more they want.


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