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Huo Qingcang was just about to press down and start a fierce fight, but Lan Yifeng raised his head at such a critical moment and pressed against his chest: "Don't move yet!" ”

"What's wrong? Hurt? Although he wants it very much, and he has been used to ignoring her feelings, but today is a special day, and he is willing to take care of her feelings.

It's a little painful, but it's a little better than what he used to be.

She stared at her and asked in a rare soft tone, "Are you really going to marry me?" ”

The hand against his chest, the fingers were facing her, and the glaringly beautiful engagement ring was also facing her.

The ring was a little tight, and after only a few moments, it made her fingers hurt a little.

But, inexplicably, looking at this delicate ring and remembering the picture of him bringing her the ring, there was a trace of ecstasy in the deepest part of my heart.

Even if she told herself over and over again how much she hated him and how much she hated him, the feeling of loving him was still there.

"Don't let this nonsense delay us." Huo Qingcang pushed her hand away, but still pressed it down.

Thin lips kissed hers, and the big palm lifted her slender, as if it could be broken at a single break, and began to open up a fierce attack.

The sharp blade went on a rampage, slashing everywhere, and he occupied every inch of land that belonged to her.

She bit her lip flap tightly, but she still couldn't restrain the coquettish moan, which flowed from between her lips, and the sound, like half of an aphrodisiac, made him more excited and braver.

God, it's too deep, it's too heavy!

She was even a little afraid that such a thick heat would stab her to death.

The little hands grasped his shoulders weakly, and with each of his efforts, they grabbed into his flesh, leaving countless scratches on his shoulders.

A burst of white light flashed, and the magma from the eruption of the volcano rushed to the deepest part of her body, burning her all over her body.

She screamed, her eyes closed, and she fainted uncontrollably. And he grabbed her by the waist, and attacked wildly for a moment, before he began to slow down, and finally hugged her tightly, and shivered.

He lay weakly on his side beside her, and the weakened things still stayed in the warm place, reluctant to come out.

He stared at her, sweat drenching her hair, and his passionate little pink face looked more delicious than a fresh apple.

"...... with the wind," he whispered her name, and there was a feeling in his heart that he couldn't explain.

It's not love, it's greed.

He doesn't love her because he loves Ran Qianqian.

But he coveted her body, coveted the pleasure she brought him.

He suddenly felt that he was very shameful and despicable, and said in his heart that he loved Ran Qianqian, but he wanted to stay with other women, but he didn't love this woman who was guarding.

Thankfully, she didn't love him either.

This thought made his heart ache, but he had never accepted this fact so calmly as he did now.

Going to the cemetery to see Ran Qianqian that day changed a lot of his mind. Perhaps, it was on that day that he learned the word fairness.

The love between him and Ran Qianqian was unfair, so between them, it ended in such a tragic way.

If he doesn't want to end up like this with Lan Yifeng, the best way is to be fair. He doesn't love her, she doesn't love him, because a marriage that comes from some need may be stronger than a marriage that comes because of love.

Not long after, Lan Yifeng slowly woke up from his coma, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw him staring at her seriously.

She didn't dare to meet such a serious gaze, and glanced away at herself.

"What time is it? Where have we been? ”

Huo Qingcang heard her ask, only then did he realize that the car had stopped, and he should have arrived at the restaurant he had booked. But when the driver saw that they didn't get out of the car, he guessed what they were doing, so he didn't bother.

He didn't answer her question, but asked, "You drank at noon, didn't you?" ”

"You smell it?"

It's been a long time, and he can even smell it, is it a dog?

"What kind of wine do you drink at noon?"

"I went out to eat with the client and drank a little bit." Lan Yifeng explained in a voiceless voice, and he listened, frowning slightly.

"You're no longer an employee of Somnus, and you're not allowed to do anything like drinking in the future."

"Isn't it only the wine lady who accompanies people to drink, don't you drink when you talk about business?" She knew that he cared about him, but she just couldn't help but want to refute him, perhaps, she was used to this mode of getting along with him, and she couldn't change it for a while.

"If I say don't drink, don't drink!" He commanded domineeringly, and at the end of the sentence: "Moreover, don't worry, even if you become my wife in the future, I won't let you deal with any messy occasions." ”

Those men who lead their wives to various drinking parties, he actually despises them very much, women marry home, they are wives, and they are not business partners, why should they help men with their careers?

Lan Yifeng lowered his eyes and was silent, before he told her to get married, she was ten thousand disgusted, but in just one day, her opinion seemed to have changed a little. Perhaps, marrying him, there is no pain as she imagined, and the final solution may not just end in tragedy.

She seems to have been very pessimistic about her and his future.

But she can't be blamed for that.

"Are you hungry?" While she was thinking wildly, Huo Qingcang asked.

She shook her head slightly, "Not hungry." ”

She was just tired, she really wanted to rest, she just wanted to lie here and not move.

"If you're not hungry, then let's continue!" As he spoke, her hands raised, and with a scream, she sat down on top of him, her legs just an inch away from his close comrade who had risen again.

"I don't have the strength, come this time."

Lack of energy? When I lifted her up, it was a lot of strength.

He wants to see her take the initiative, right? Think beautifully!

Lan Yifeng snorted: "Although I'm not hungry, I don't have the strength to do it." ”

"You can't do it, and I can't do it, so what can I do?" Huo Qingcang showed an embarrassed expression.

Then if you don't do it, what else can you do? She was about to say this, but he found a small box out of nowhere.

The lid of the box was opened, and there were various colored pills inside.

The bad man smiled evilly: "You pick one." ”

Today's fourth watch is finally done, haha, Xigma is also a person who speaks. At this point in the article, Xigma reflected on it and felt that he didn't write like a romance essay, but especially a suspense essay. Speaking of this, I don't know if you can guess who is buried in the grave where Ran Qianqian's bones are buried. The answer is obvious, if you can't guess the children's shoes, you're going to leave a message, and Hygma will tell you. ＊＊＊

There's no next chapter, so let's take a look at something else

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