Mu Yan took Qin Hanyang to the Chinese restaurant on the third floor of the hotel, and after a whole day of nervous and busy work, she suddenly relaxed, and she felt very hungry.

Qin Hanyang let her eat alone, he went out to do something first, and then came back to pick her up.

Mu Yan knew that he had already eaten dinner, and she didn't force him to stay. Dining in the hotel, saying that he has something to worry about, she can go back to the room by herself.

He twisted her nose, well-behaved, obedient!

She laughed at him for being too nervous, but her heart was sweet.

Last night's carelessness caused him to worry that he hadn't slept well all night, and she vowed never to drink again. She doesn't want to be a burden to him, she wants him to be with her only happiness!

Having eaten and drunk enough, she stretched comfortably.

I really feel a little sore back, and the size of the hotel table and chair is not suitable for working at the desk for a long time.

Just as she began to enjoy the night outside the window boringly, Qin Hanyang came.

He took her hand into the elevator and smiled mysteriously at her, "You said what was your biggest dream?" ”

Mu Yan rolled her eyes suspiciously, she had a lot of dreams, and she didn't know what he was referring to for a while.

She put her arms around his waist and coquettishly, "Tell me what's the matter?" Mysterious! ”

He kissed her on the forehead, a smile in his eyes, and let her burrow into his arms and arch around.

The elevator reached the top floor, stepping on the thick and soft carpet, Qin Hanyang took her all the way to the end of the corridor.

Mu Yan was a little nervous, and the gold-inlaid double-opening door in front of her looked secret and magnificent. Could this be the legendary Presidential Suite?

Qin Hanyang opened the door, and Mu Yan hugged Qin Hanyang in surprise and shook his arm vigorously.

"You booked the Presidential Suite! I bought so many roses! ”

The floor of the house was sprinkled with rose petals, and the living room was full of roses.

She excitedly shook off her shoes and stepped on the rose petals on tiptoe, "It's so beautiful! It's romantic! I love it! She was too excited to express herself.

The rose petals stretched all the way inside, and she glanced back at Qin Hanyang, who had a smile on his face, admiring her excited appearance.

She pointed inside, motioning for permission to go in. He nodded.

Pulling open the door of the bathroom, she couldn't help but exclaim again, on the crystal jade steps in front of her, surrounded by a huge round bathtub, a thick layer of rose petals in the bathtub, with the hot water rising little by little, kept swirling, like a rose turntable, exuding an alluring fragrance.

"My princess! You ready? Qin Hanyang magically took out a long white nightdress from the closet in the dressing room.

Mu Yan threw herself into his arms excitedly, "Tell me it's not a dream!" She pinched Qin Hanyang's arm.

"Bad thing, dream about pinching yourself!" He laughed at her wryly.

"It's because I'm not dreaming that I want to pinch you!"

She quickly undressed and jumped into the tub, rose petals surrounding her.

The bathtub is facing the floor-to-ceiling glass window, and the night outside the window is unmistakable, and the beautiful scenery of H City is far away, close in front of her eyes, and she is fascinated by the glass.

Qin Hanyang turned off the bathroom headlights, and the dotted lights embedded in the top of the bathroom bow lit up, flickering and flickering, making people feel like starlight.

Mu Yan closed her eyes and took a deep breath, embracing her with a dreamlike feeling.

She plucked the petal rain in front of her with her hand, and suddenly picked up a handful naughtily, and threw it at Qin Hanyang, who was standing by the window, "You also come down to soak!" She begged him.

"What an approachable princess!" He kept looking at her frightened and happy, and she tugged at her heartstrings.

He loved to see her excited face, and the shy and smart feeling of her eyes fascinated him.

He changed into a hotel bathrobe in the locker room and walked into the bathroom.

Mu Yan playfully turned to the bathtub and watched him take off his bathrobe and step on the steps towards her.

She looked at his body, in the starlight, like a perfect Greek statuette.

He sat down beside her, "Silly girl, you've gone bad!" ”

She suddenly became shy, and the flush on her face became even redder, and she quickly shifted to the opposite of him, her gaze evasively cast out of the window.

Yes! I've gone bad! I was judging him more and more presumptuously, a man's beauty!

His deep eyes gleamed with a red heat, and her shyness made him irresistible. It's been almost half a year, and every time he throbs in front of her, he asks himself, is she his favorite? He couldn't find the answer, only time could allow him to measure whether this love could last forever.

"Come here!" He commanded, his eyes becoming serious.

She was startled at first, staring at his serious face, not like he was joking.

She stood up and obediently walked up to him.

He watched her pale body shine in the starlight, her curvy curvy, two fiery balls trembling in her chest, as if to burn him.

He didn't move, quietly admiring her beauty. The water droplets on her short hair shone fluorescently, and her dark eyes showed a look of shame and joy with a hint of naughtiness.

"Sit down."

She didn't move, just stood in front of him.

Her most delicate and secluded area was like a budding chrysanthemum in front of his eyes, fluffy, soft and delicate, teasing his nerves.

He put his arm around her and sniffed the budding chrysanthemum feverishly.

A scent of roses with a hint of exhilarating body fragrance penetrated into his nostrils, and he couldn't help but poke out his tongue to suck on the stamens of the chrysanthemum.

She screamed, her body shaking uncontrollably, trying to get rid of this unexpected flower thief.

He wouldn't let her go, and looking at her pleading and unstoppable eyes, he took her arm and sat her down.

She suddenly felt a wave of heat pierce her heart, her body writhed involuntarily, with tremors, and she couldn't help but whisper his name......

The rose petals rippled in front of them, scattered, and then gathered around them again, circling them.

The warm water seemed to feel it, and it would hit their bodies at one time, and iron them at another......

Mu Yan put on a white silk nightgown and was carried to the bed by Qin Hanyang.

She couldn't feel the existence of the world anymore, all she had in her eyes was Qin Hanyang, his breath, his touch, and his deep kiss......

The rose petals on the bed waited lonely for a long time, and finally looked forward to the master.

They rolled happily, sometimes floating at the head of the bed, and then scattered at the end of the bed, fluttering to the ground, listening attentively to their love words.

Mu Yan's silk nightgown slid across Qin Hanyang's chest, his newly calmed heart began to itch and numb again, and the heat on his face surged up again.

"Bad stuff! You bad thing! His face was buried in her arms, and his mouth was muttering to himself.

She couldn't hear what he was saying, and she had no way to pursue what he said. Her skin, which had just been loose, was tickled again.

She felt her throat dry, she swallowed her saliva, and the sound in her throat startled herself, oh! Yes!

She rolled over in a panic, and he was unexpectedly crushed by her, and the frenzy in his heart was even worse. He muttered, "Goblin! ”

Her silk nightgown blindfolded him, and she finally heard the murmur from his mouth, "I'm a goblin!" Are you scared? She was short of breath, she couldn't speak, her heart overflowed with joy, she smiled stupidly, pressed her hand on the hem of his nightgown that blindfolded him, and explored his face with her lips, every millimeter, every inch of it......

Psychedelic night, she has been lost in his phantom night.