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Raising his teary eyes, he stared at Leng Chenxuan's appearance of holding Zhu La's arm and whispering care.

Han Xinrui was instantly enraged, she got up from the ground regardless of her image and ran towards Jula.

Before her hand could touch Jura, she was rejected by a powerful palm, and she fell to the ground, crying and wailing.

The ridicule and sigh of the people around him fell in Han Xinrui's eyes, and his heart was dripping blood.

She bit her lips, looked at Leng Chenxuan's back, and slowly spoke: "Leng Chenxuan, I have loved you for 12 years, I gave you the best time of my youth, and you finally chose someone else, why are you so cruel?"

"To love someone is to understand him, not to possess him!"

With his back to Han Xinrui, Leng Chenxuan spoke indifferently, he had never been so ruthless and cold as he was now.

All of Han Xinrui's expectations came to naught in the sentence "understand him".

She trembled her body, slowly got up from the ground, glanced at Leng Chenxuan, and slowly left from him.

Leng Chenxuan reached out and touched Zhu La's face, at this time, Zhu La was like a hedgehog, wrapped in all her thoughts, she curled up in her shell, not letting people go in.

Slightly stimulated, Jura's eyes were glazed, Leng Chenxuan hugged her body tightly in distress, and gently patted her back.

After a while, Leng Chenxuan picked up the woman on the ground and walked out of the studio, everything was like a farce, and the curtain came to an end.

Seeing Leng Chenxuan leave with Zhu La in his arms, the onlookers dispersed, busy with their own work.

Zhu La leaned on Leng Chenxuan's arms with a sad expression, silent, he hugged Zhu La tightly, opened the car door, and let her in.

Starting the car and driving slowly on the road, Jura turned her head to look at the scenery outside the window, with a trace of melancholy in her heart.

Leng Chenxuan held the steering wheel in his hand, and his eyes glanced in the direction of Zhu La from time to time.

The two were speechless all the way, and Zhu La pursed her lips tightly and stared ahead in a daze.

When he arrived at the hotel, Leng Chenxuan reached out and picked up Jura and walked to the door of the room.

"Just send me here!" Jura broke free from Leng Chenxuan's embrace, her little white hand pushing his chest.

Leng Chenxuan raised his eyebrows, he propped his hands in front of the door, and wrapped Zhu La in his arms: "What, just after using me, you are going to drive away?"

The man's breath sprinkled in her neck, making Jura tremble, she reached out and pushed Leng Chenxuan and took out the door card.

Opening the door, Zhu La walked in, followed by Leng Chenxuan.

Seeing that Zhu La finally spoke, the tense nerves just now instantly relaxed, Leng Chenxuan walked straight to the sofa and sat down.

Jura frowned, licked her lips, and when it came to her mouth, she seemed to be choked in her throat, and she didn't know what to say?

She glanced at Leng Chenxuan, and finally spit out a sentence from her mouth: "Thank you!"

Listening to the words without temperature, Leng Chenxuan got up from the sofa unhappily, he walked to Jura's side, hugged her waist, and buried his head in her hair.

Smelling the fragrance of her hair, Leng Chenxuan rubbed the skin on her neck and hugged her tightly like a greedy cat.

"Is a thank you enough?" Leng Chenxuan's lazy voice was full of temptation.

Breaking free from Leng Chenxuan's embrace, Jura left with a smile, she slowly took a few steps back: "What do you want?"

Leng Chenxuan was full of smiles, he chased after Zhu La's figure, and said badly: "It's almost the same as a body promise!"

"Are you so bad?" Zhu Laxiu frowned, her mouth pursed, and her body deftly dodged Leng Chenxuan's attack.

It was already dark, and the afterglow of the setting sun shone on the house.

Jura stood in front of the window, looking at the sunset outside the window, she stretched out her hand and pointed to the place where the sun was setting: "Remember when we watched the sunrise together?"

Leng Chenxuan walked to Jula's side, wrapped his hands around her waist, and the two leaned close together, looking at the sunset outside the window.

Everything was so beautiful, Jurado wished that she could be still forever at this moment, everything she liked was in her heart, but she couldn't have what she wanted.

Sighing silently, Jura didn't want to break the silence of the moment, she looked up at the man behind her, turned her head, and kissed the man's lips.

Leng Chenxuan didn't seem to expect Jura to respond to him, and he kissed the woman back with a little emotion.

After abstinence for so long, Leng Chenxuan could finally indulge himself completely.

There's nothing more enjoyable than having the woman you love the most.

Leng Chenxuan kissed the woman in front of him infatuatedly, and his big palm kept rubbing the woman's back.

Through the fabric, you can also feel the inside of a woman, Leng Chenxuan turned the woman's body with a big palm, and her lips followed her lips tightly.

There was a burst of suffocation, fainting, and when he was ventilating, Leng Chenxuan let go of the woman.

His scarlet eyes were staring at Jura, his face was red from lack of oxygen, his tender lips were slightly swollen from gnawing, and his hair was messy.

Jura licked her lips, she didn't know that her casual, immature appearance was another style in Leng Chenxuan's eyes.

Leng Chenxuan looked like a wolf, kissed Zhula's lips, and his mouth was slurred: "Zhula, I want to ......"

As if sensing the hint of the man's meaning, Jura's cheeks flushed, and she punched Leng Chenxuan's chest with her pink fist.

The big palm wrapped the pink fist, Leng Chenxuan turned around and hugged Zhu La's body, Zhu La exclaimed, and the whole person grabbed Leng Chenxuan's neck tightly.

Gently put it on the bed, Leng Chenxuan's dense kiss fell on Zhu La's face, in his neck, the current in his body skipped by, and Zhu La grabbed the sheet next to the bed.

"Jula!" Calling Jula's name softly, Leng Chenxuan was the only one left in his eyes, and he finally returned to himself after years of anticipation.

Leng Chenxuan's big palm gently pulled up the woman's fingers, and the ten fingers were clasped tightly, undiminishedly affectionate.

"Chenxuan!" Jura gently spat out two words from her throat, her mind now full of the figure of a man.

She emotionally called out the man's name, over and over again, tears sliding down the corners of her eyes and falling onto the sheets.

Seeing this, Leng Chenxuan kissed the woman's curled and trembling eyelashes and rolling down teardrops as if distressed, and he kissed them clean.

The more emotional, the more painful her heart became, and Jura's tears poured out like a dam with a broken line.

Leng Chenxuan coaxed the woman softly, comforting as if comforting, the more emotional the comfort, the more uncomfortable it was.

The teardrops stopped, fell again, and repeated a few times, Leng Chenxuan let go of the woman: "Okay, don't cry, I won't touch you!"

Leng Chenxuan was about to get up, he didn't want Jura to be uncomfortable.

Jura grabbed his palm with one hand, raised her teary eyes, stared at the man's eyes with affection, and kissed the man's lips with both lips.

This sudden action made Leng Chenxuan stunned, he reached out to hug Jura tightly, and kissed her lips frantically: "You provoked my ......"

All the words are incarnated in an affectionate kiss, and the two look at each other, and their obsessive eyes make the two only see each other.

"Chenxuan, I love you!" Zhula shouted softly, she reached out and stroked the beads of sweat on Leng Chenxuan's forehead, and whispered softly: "Let me be your woman for a good time!"

Leng Chenxuan was stunned, this was the most touching love story he had ever heard.

Not every sentence is considered a touching love story, only the love story between two people who love each other is the most moving.

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