beat Yichen painfully, but Jiawen didn't feel happy, and there was a thick haze in his heart.

Fair competition?

He didn't say anything when Si Yan was bitterly in love with him, he didn't say it when Si Yan was struggling to indulge in the contradiction between the past or starting over, he didn't say it when Si Yan was hesitating between the two of them, but when Si Yan was determined to throw everything away and take the first step in a new life, when he finally saw the dawn of love after all the hardships, Yichen actually asked for a fair competition with him?

What powers does he have, and what qualifications does he have?

What he relied on was just the relationship that had accumulated with Si Yan for more than 20 years!

What if, what if he wanted Siyan?

With Siyan's character, he has a solid chance of winning, what chance does Yichen have?

Jiawen narrowed his eyes slightly, his dark pupils contracted tightly, and he stretched out his hand and slowly pushed the door open.

The warm winter sun penetrates the glass, and the fine dust flies, revealing a pale golden luster in the sun.

In the air, only the slight turning of the air conditioner remained.

Si Yan curled up her petite body and slept quietly, the sun gently licking her face, the breeze blowing her hair, gentle eyebrows, slender eyelashes, and pale white lips.

She was in his room, in the winter sun, and she slept in his bed.

He watched stupidly, no need to hide, no need to hide, no need to hide, looked at her greedily, the tide of love in Ren's eyes flooded, and Ren's heart set off a raging wave.

I wanted her, I wanted her, I wanted her!

Every cell in the body is screaming wildly.

Jiawen swallowed nervously, suddenly feeling his throat tighten and his eyes dry.

Her peaceful sleeping face, her quiet appearance, she is really petite, as cute as a kitten.

In her sleep, she suddenly lifted her lips and showed a very light and shallow smile, like a lotus blooming gently, beautiful to the extreme, and purer to the extreme.

He stood far away, his heart pounding, holding his breath and unable to move.

Happiness is overwhelming.

His house, his bed, his her......

He walked over slowly, crouched down, and gently took her hand.

Si Yan was disturbed, opened her eyes suddenly, and found that he was right in front of her, one hand wrapped around her waist, and the upper body was lying on top of her, and the ambiguous posture that was close to hugging made her cheeks red instantly.

She tried to push him away, but found his hand tightly gripped.

"Awake?" His low, magnetic voice rang in her ears, causing Si Yan's heart to beat in vain, and she could almost hear her own heart pounding.

"Gavin?" she squealed tentatively, moving her body uneasily.

"Don't move~" He buried his head deep in her neck, greedily breathing in her scent.

"What's wrong?" Si Yan hesitated, but still reached out and hugged his head shyly.

He looked heavy, tired, as if he had suffered some serious setback.

But aren't they reconciled?

Why is he upset?

"I'm sorry~" Jiawen muttered in pain, and cold sweat instantly crawled all over his back.

He had just had such evil thoughts about her.

How could he want to use violating her and possessing her as a bargaining chip to win this war with Yichen?

He is too filthy and despicable!

"Ga?" Si Yan was slightly stunned: "Who is here?"

Otherwise, why is his mood so chaotic?

"It's not~" Jiawen trembled slightly, and quickly denied it.

She is such a sensitive woman.

"Then why ......"

"Siyan," Jiawen hugged her tightly, "I love you!"

"Gah?" Si Yan was stunned again, and a flush stained his cheeks.

What is he doing? One second to apologize, the next second to show love?

Thinking jumps east and west, and does not play cards according to the card at all!

She can't keep up with his rhythm at all!

"Yan Yan," Jiawen raised his head, stared deeply into her eyes, and slowly said resolutely word by word, "I love you, so, let's get married." ”

Since you can't take possession illegally, then reasonable possession, then it's always okay, right?

Yichen wants to fish in troubled waters, so he will quickly cut through the mess, skip the sweet love period, and enter marriage directly, without giving him a chance.

Anyway, after getting married, there are still a lot of opportunities and time to love her, spoil her, and make up for her.

"Gah?" Si Yan was stunned.

Broke up yesterday and proposed today?

His feelings are jumping too much, right?

"Good," Jiawen stared at her affectionately, and discharged at her, deliberately making her voice extremely charming, deliberately trying to make her confused: "Marry me, okay?"

"I, I, I don't know?" Si Yan couldn't resist his sharp eyes, and lowered his eyes uselessly.

The soft voice and shy expression made his heart throb for a while.

Damn, her sleepy-eyed look was so seductive, and he lowered his head and kissed her slightly open red lips.

The feelings hidden deep in the heart gushed out. He hugged her tightly, not allowing her to refuse, holding her soft lips and kissing her repeatedly, his body covering her, rubbing her affectionately.

His unprecedented enthusiasm made Si Yan a little unprepared, and she refused in panic: "Jiawen~"

What did he want to do? She wasn't ready at all, and she didn't want to hand herself over in a daze until she was completely sure of her mind.

"Shhhh

He wouldn't hurt her, he wouldn't force her to do something she didn't like.

He was just too restless, too tired, too scared.

She has the power he needs to calm people's hearts, give him confidence and courage.

There was a pleading in his voice, a kind of pain and hesitation that she didn't understand.

Si Yan's heart softened, he gave up resistance in a trance, his body softened, and he followed him timidly, entering a new world.

She felt dizzy and shocked.

She didn't know, what did he touch, what did he provoke?

All she knew was that his hot kiss made her whole body tingle, and a fire burned from the depths of her heart, her skin was hot, and her heart was beating fast.

The faint cologne on his body lingered on the tip of her nose, numbing her heart.

She seemed to be drinking, as if she was dreaming, in a trance, confused, her chest tightened, her stomach twitched, her knees were weak, and her whole body was weak.

There were many times when she vaguely thought, this is not right, well, she should stop him.

However, this strange throbbing was too strong, too novel, too exciting, for her to indulge in it, and it was difficult to resist, so she could only clumsily follow his rhythm and let him do whatever he wanted.

Originally, he just wanted a kiss, a kiss that declared his sovereignty, reassured him, and soothed him.

However, she was too sweet and too supple, and she had been dormant in her heart, and her bitterly suppressed lust was awakened.

Her soft breasts squeezed him intimately, fine breaths spewed into his ears, and the hair on the sideburns gently brushed his cheeks under the cold air, scratching his heart and causing his pulse to fly......

Holding her feels like holding on to a difficult question, not knowing what to do to get the right answer?

Should we stick to proper etiquette, respect her, and keep a safe distance, or should we strip her naked and occupy her beautiful body with enthusiasm and boldness?

The sharp bell rang suddenly, like a *, and woke up the two people who were tightly entangled and kissed inseparably, and pulled Jiawen back from the edge of reason.

Startled, he rolled over and sat up, raked his hair irritably, and let out a low curse: "SHIT!"

He never imagined that the concentration he had always been proud of would become overwhelming in front of Si Yan.

Damn, if it weren't for this phone call, things would really be out of control!

Syan Ragoth wrapped herself tightly and buried her head deep in the quilt to make an ostrich.

Jiawen reached out and took out his mobile phone from the bedside table, didn't look at it, pressed the call button, and asked in a rough voice, "What's the matter?"

Hearing the strong dissatisfaction and chagrin in his tone, she was shy and embarrassed, and there was a faint kind of strange pride, and she couldn't help but hook her lips and smile secretly.

"Jiawen, where are you?" On the other end of the phone, Ye Shuxian's eyes were moist, the tip of her nose was red, and her voice was flustered: "Are you okay?" Are you injured? Are you seriously injured, have you gone to the ......hospital?"

Oh my God, how could such a ridiculous thing happen?

This stinky boy, such a big thing happened, he didn't say a word, just made a phone call to ask her how to boil ginger soup?

I really don't know where he read so many books?

Even if you don't have knowledge, you should have knowledge, and even if you don't have knowledge, you must have common sense!

Is this a problem that ginger soup can solve, ga?

"Stop~" Jiawen was inexplicable and stopped loudly: "Tell me clearly, what's wrong?"

There was a lot of grunt and no focus, which made him completely confused.

"Stinky boy, I'm your mother!" Ye Shuxian sobbed with a handful of snot and tears: "When do you want to hide it from me, it's all in the newspaper!"

"Newspaper?" Jiawen blinked, suddenly understood, and suddenly laughed: "You said car accident? Mom~ Don't worry, I didn't hit anyone, I wasn't hit by others, I just overspeeding and running a red light." So, please, don't exaggerate, OK?"

"Gah?" Ye Shuxian was stunned, put away her tears, and asked in a daze: "Are you really okay?"

"Do you believe what the newspaper says?" Jia Wen frowned: "After so many years, you still don't understand how terrible those reporters are? The living can be written as dead, and the dead can be written as alive!"

Torture, missing arms and legs?

Didn't he call her again in the early hours of the morning?

If it's really that serious, lie down in the hospital early, how can you still make ginger soup at home?