"Please punish Madame. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info" said the man named Peng Kui, standing by the indoor pool of a luxury villa, bowing his head to the woman who was lazily leaning back on a chaise longue and constantly pouring alcohol.

I saw her put down her wine glass, got up as if she hadn't heard it, made a perfect jump, jumped into the pool, splashed in the water, she was slender, wearing a sexy bikini, swimming in the water like a mermaid.

Looking at the wine bottle rolling at his feet and the smell of spirits, Peng Kuijian frowned, looked at the water worriedly, but there was no trace of the woman, he hurriedly stepped forward, and before he could enter the water to save people, suddenly his ankle was grabbed by a slender hand, and a force pulled Peng Kui into the water, and the huge impact made the water in the pool be stirred up a snow-white splash. Peng Kui's black suit was soaked and attached to his muscular body, sexy-sensual, and seductive.

The sudden change caught him off guard, and he choked on a big mouthful of water for a while, and the woman who held his ankle tightly wrapped around him like a water weed all the way from under his feet, and the soft delicate body was close to his strong body, and at the moment when he felt that he was about to suffocate, suddenly a breath of fresh oxygen crossed into his mouth, mixed with the mellow aroma of spirits, which made people intoxicated.

Peng Kui stared at the person in front of him with wide eyes, feeling the charm brought by the delicate body, in such cold water, an indescribable flame rushed in the body, and instantly burned himself, with strong self-control, Peng Kui struggled hard.

Peng Kui jumped out of the water with her and breathed oxygen, but the woman grabbed his lips again in a blur, and before he could struggle, her next move broke all his will, and the woman's hand touched his forbidden area, so in the face of this woman who had been hiding in his heart for more than ten years, Peng Kui couldn't extricate himself from sinking, he changed from passive to active, and the two sank into the water again.

When a love has melted into life, you no longer account for gains and losses, even if you have become a slave crawling at her feet, humble as dust, or the replacement of the source of her heartbreak, sad as a dream, but the original heartbeat in your heart is still as beautiful as a summer flower!

Looking at the woman who was already asleep in his arms dreaming of another man's name, Peng Kui regretted for a while, for twenty years, he knew that she had never had herself in her heart, and he was so cowardly that he didn't dare to cross the thunder pool half a step, but he couldn't help it just now, but he repented of it at the moment.

With her temperament, if he knew that he had sex with her while she was drunk, he really didn't know what would happen to her, he was not afraid of her punishment even if it was to take her life, and what he was most afraid of was that he could no longer be with her.

Peng Kui carefully let her go, and quietly restored everything to its original state, at this moment I only hoped that the strong wine would make her think that all this was just Nan Ke's dream.

In the VIP ward of the hospital,

Shen Zhizhuo, who was upset, finally opened his eyes after half an hour of closing his eyes and recuperating, feeling that his left hand was being held tightly, he turned his gaze over to see that Yi Nian, who was originally in good spirits, was already lying on the side of the bed at this time and had fallen asleep.

Even so, her hand was still firmly grasping his, and she seemed to be sleeping restlessly, her brow was furrowed all the time, and her delicate face was as red and adorable as a ripe apple.

Shen Zhizhuo looked at her, and his eyes unconsciously flashed a touch of softness.

This is a contradictory girl, proud like her, contemptuous of everything, domineering like her, daring to love and hate, confused like her, simple and pure, fragile like her, and in need of care.

is such a person, she broke into her dark life on a rampage, and I really don't know if this is her own salvation or an unavoidable catastrophe.

Suddenly, Shen Zhizhuo felt Yi Nian's breath spray on the back of his hand, her breath had an unusual scorching heat, Shen Zhizhuo slowly pulled the right hand of the hanging needle, attached to her forehead, and a burst of heat spread out in the palm of his hand. Suddenly he was shocked, how could it be burned so badly.

"Nurse, nurse......" Shen Zhizhuo ignored the back of his bleeding hand, hurriedly pressed the ambulance bell, and kept shouting outside the door.

Soon, Uncle Lin, who was guarding the door, rushed in, "Young Master, what's wrong?"

A group of medical staff also rushed into the ward, instantly surrounding Shen Zhizhuo's bed.

Everyone thought that Shen Zhizhuo was in danger and was ready to rescue him at any time.

But I saw Shen Zhizhuo anxiously rushing to the person and shouting: "Look at her, the burn is very serious, fast!"

Yi Nian, who was in a coma because of a high fever, was quickly placed back in the next ward for treatment.

Shen Zhizhuo dragged his weak body and stood at the door, looking at the busy doctors and nurses.

Uncle Lin looked at Shen Zhizhuo, who was beside him, and said, "Young Master, you are also having a fever, hurry up and go back to the room to rest, there is a doctor here, Miss will be fine." ”

One last glance at Yi Nian, who was lying quietly on the bed, Shen Zhizhuo suppressed the strangeness in his heart, and was helped back to the next ward by Uncle Lin.

Uncle Lin called a nurse to treat Shen Zhizhuo's right hand, and then hung a hanging needle on his left hand.

Looking at Shen Zhizhuo, who had closed his eyes and rested, Uncle Lin helped him tidy up the quilt and retreated.

The room was quiet again, and Shen Zhizhuo slowly opened his eyes and looked at the pure white ceiling above.

Confused, hesitating in his frozen heart, he didn't know why, just now when he saw Yi Nian like that, he was so nervous, and then when he saw her lying quietly on the hospital bed, losing her former agility, a trace of pain crossed his heart.

Could it be that unconsciously, she has entered her heart?

No, you cannot......

Thinking of this, Shen Zhizhuo sat up suddenly, pulling the drip bottle for a violent shake, and the hand that made the needle also pierced the blood vessel again because of the hard fist needle, and the back of his hand also bulged a bag at a speed visible to the naked eye, but Shen Zhizhuo seemed to feel pain, just immersed in his own thoughts.

There was a fear in his eyes that he was not even aware of, it was the fear of the true emotions in his heart.

They were opposites, she was the daughter of Yi Wanjun, and he could not have any feelings for her other than hostility.

He could not, he could not forget the despair of his mother who lit the fire that took her young life.

Shen Zhizhuo's mind replayed over and over again the fire that took his mother's life ten years ago, the hot heat wave seemed to be still scorching him, the feeling of suffocation was still as clear as yesterday, and gradually, Yi Nian's shadow was pressed into the depths of his heart by him.

He had sworn before the fire that he would make those people pay for what they had done.

In fact, sometimes there is nothing that love itself cannot be crossed, but often those who ignore the true meaning of love lose their way in self-deception, cruelly pushing themselves and others into the abyss of pain, and cannot be freed.

If Shen Zhizhuo hadn't noticed this feeling of ignorance, and subjectively resisted it, maybe there wouldn't have been so much irreparable in the future.