At half past two in the middle of the night, the game was finally over, Li Wanqing said to Feng Hao: "Mr. Feng, I have a notice in a while, do you have time to send me to the set?"

"Not available!" Feng Hao coldly refused.

Li Wanqing felt that her face couldn't hold it, and turned to Li Yunxi again: "Mr. Li ......"

"I'll let the driver send you," thinking that it was a popular artist under his company, Li Yunnan hurriedly answered, and said after a while, "Wanqing, drive your driver! Every time you use the car, you rub someone else's, what's the use of using him?"

A pun made Li Wanqing's delicate little face change color immediately, and Daisy seemed to see something, and said, "Sister Wanqing, if you don't mind, I'll send you!"

"No! thank you!" Li Wanqing replied angrily.

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Feng Hao returned to the lake and mountain villa and entered the room lightly, the light was not turned on in the room, and the light was very dim.

As he walked in, he took off his coat, untied his tie, and tossed it aside.

After going to the bathroom and taking a shower, he went to bed very carefully, but before he could lie down, he felt that something was wrong. Reaching out and turning on the light, I realized that the bed was empty and no one was there.

Suddenly, his heart tightened, and he quickly got out of bed. Walking to the door, the moment his hand touched the doorknob, he suddenly looked back in the direction of the terrace.

The curtains fluttered and floated in the night wind.

Feng Hao frowned slightly, turned around and strode towards the terrace.

Through the silver moonlight, he saw Xia Yucheng hugging his shoulders and curling up in the rattan circle chair. Her head drooped, and her jet-black hair poured down, obscuring most of her face.

How did you fall asleep here?

Looking at it, Feng Hao's heart was distressed. Hurriedly stepped forward and carefully picked her up.

Xia Yucheng rubbed in his arms, still asleep.

Entering the house, Feng Hao gently put her on the bed, looked at her white little face and beautiful red lips, and couldn't help leaning over and kissing her gently.

She twisted impatiently, and fell silent again. Under the light, her whole face was covered with a layer of light, and the plush was so cute.

"Little girl!" Feng Hao made a lip shape and smiled softly.

He leaned over and pressed her underneath, his lips slowly moving from her cheeks to her silky neck. With a wave of her hand, the thin nightdress slid from her rounded shoulders to her waist, revealing her alluring fair skin.

Grabbing her waist, his warm snort followed her graceful curves to her lips and sucked hard.

"Hmm!" Xia Yucheng woke up in shock, opened his eyes, but couldn't avoid his thin lips. The wild and uninhibited kiss made her a little breathless.

His kisses have always had the magic of bewitchment, and will make her develop a deep attachment to him.

Feng Hao grabbed her thighs, and the aggressive assault gave her a pained expression on her face.

It really hurts, the heart, the body, it's all hurting.

She struggled, her little hands resting on his chest, but as soon as she thought of their relationship, her stiff body instantly softened, and she let him take what he wanted.

……

Feng Hao didn't care about her feelings at all, and wantonly indulged his lust on her.

Even he didn't know what kind of emotion it was.

Is it hatred, revenge, or is it the kind of intense possessiveness that can only be produced for her?

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