"Beautiful," he replied through gritted teeth, not knowing that she was drunk and would dare to say anything.

Xia Yucheng nodded and poked his chest with his finger: "What is here?"

She had already ripped a few buttons off of his shirt in the car, so she touched his firm chest very lightly.

She laughed and touched at the same time, and when she felt the rhythmic beating under her palm, she seemed to be startled, her body leaned back, and one did not stand firmly, and staggered a few steps into the pool.

She didn't have time to scream, her body was already submerged in the cold water. The instinct for survival kept her struggling in the water, the water choking into her nose and the spicy stimulation that rushed straight to her head made her breathless.

In the panic, a pair of big hands held her up steadily in the water.

"Are you alright?" asked Feng Hao nervously.

Xia Yucheng grabbed Feng Hao's shoulders hard, breathed in the fresh air, and only relieved himself after a while, and then scolded with a crying voice: "Aren't you omnipotent? Why don't you catch me? Why? Why...... Do you know who hurts me the most in this world? It's you! It's you, you scoundrel...... You're a big badass...... I hate you...... Hate you...... I hate you......"

She smacked his strong shoulder, then leaned down in frustration and bit his shoulder until a hint of blood soaked in her mouth.

In a pool of blue waves, there seems to be a thick and complex emotion that cannot be dissolved.

Where did she hate him?

She loved him to the bone, and that feeling permeated every drop of her blood, every cell.

So, how could she watch him get engaged to another woman?

No, not even death!

Xia Yucheng cried hard and bit hard, and Feng Hao hugged her hard without saying a word.

It hurts, but it's not a shoulder, it's a heart!

After a while, Xia Yucheng was relieved, whimpering in his mouth, and he couldn't cry.

"Relieved?" Feng Hao ignored the bloodshot shoulder, lifted her to the edge of the pool, and then sat next to her and asked softly.

Her face was a mess, and her stray hair was dripping with water. She bit her lip and turned her head to ignore him, her chest still rising and falling violently, and she was halfway awake from the wine.

"I love you!" he pulled her over and gently ruffled the strands of hair that was attached to her fair face.

Xia Yucheng's nose was sour, her eyes were full of tears, and her soaked body kept shaking because of sobbing.

It was as if someone had been stabbed in the chest, and his deep eyes were full of pity. He hugged her into his arms, kissed the top of her hair and said softly, "If you want to cry in the future, you will cry in my arms." ”

"You bully people, you bully people. She cried out, and the grief that couldn't find an exit came flooding in.

Bowing his head, he kissed her lips affectionately, blocking the crying that made his heart ache. Then slide down to your chest.

Soaking clothes can't hide the seductive curves, but instead constitute a fatal temptation. His large, rough hand kept roaming over her slightly cool, delicate skin.

Her meekness devoured the last shred of his sanity, and his enthusiasm was slowly heating up, and the light yì detonated the desire hidden in his heart.

She didn't know how to get back to the room, how to get into bed. Just obediently lying under him, trembling constantly.

"We want a baby!" he whispered in her ear in a hoarse voice, and he hugged her tightly, kissing her earlobes dotingly, and placing his hands on her pillow.

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