Qin Jian?

An Yin's heart tightened.

It's really haunting, and you have to bump into him everywhere.

But why is he here?

Qin Jian saw An Yin looking at him, and met her gaze coldly.

An Yin's breath couldn't help but suffocate, and her heartbeat accelerated, but then she thought of the training she received at Meng Renqi's place, her face sank, and she pulled her eyes away and stopped looking at him.

Just left, as if she was afraid of him.

An Yin secretly took a deep breath, anything can be short, and the momentum can't be short.

She just wanted to see his injuries, but he tricked her like this, he should be weak-hearted, and he should not dare to see anyone, why should she run?

An Yin forced herself to calm down, not to look at the bastard who had messed her upset, to look at the water under the bridge railing, and at the mountains in the distance.

Qin Jian leaned against the stone railing, looked at An Yin quietly for a while, and suddenly stood up straight and walked towards her.

Although An Yin didn't look at him, she felt him approaching, her breathing couldn't help but suffocate, and every nerve in her body tightened.

He stopped in front of her.

An Yin's heart is like a drum, and in her aura, she has already lost.

After losing her aura, she didn't want to lose herself anymore, so she turned her head to look at Qin Jian in front of her, thinking to herself, as long as he talked to her, she would shout that someone was playing hooligan and embarrassing him.

But the moment he saw him, he was stunned, he stood so close that he could hear his breathing.

In a moment's time, his dazzling handsome face enlarged in front of him, and his lips pressed against hers, soft and warm.

In an instant, An Yin froze, and her eyes widened to look at the narrow eyes that were also looking at her.

His breath was full of his warm and fresh breath, and the soft feeling on her lips made her heart beat faster and faster, so fast that the frequency was chaotic.

An Yin stared at the charming eyes in front of her that she never got tired of looking at, and the more she looked at it, the more she wanted to see it.

His eyeliner is delicate and narrow, extremely good-looking, and his pupils are pure black, as black as a night pool in a deep valley, but the clear water in his eyes is so cold that there is no trace of warmth.

What is this?

did something bad and came to take advantage of her?

It's okay to take advantage of her, but she still has such a cold virtue.

An Yin's head swished angrily above his head, and he slammed back, almost at the same time, and swung away.

I don't know if he didn't expect her to make a move, or if everything happened so fast that he didn't react, and he didn't avoid it at all.

'Smack'!

The slap landed his handsome face, and four finger prints slowly floated on his thin cheeks.

An Yin thought he would avoid it, but he didn't expect him to stand still.

Looking at the finger marks on his face, An Yin clenched his hot palm, swallowed it with difficulty, moved his gaze up again, and looked at his eyes, his eyes were cold and clear, as if he hadn't kissed her at all, and he hadn't been slapped at all.

He was so calm, so calm that An Yin felt like a clown jumping up and down, annoyed and angry, raised his face, and did not shy away from meeting his gaze at her.

"You bastard, it's light to hit you."

"Try again!"

"What?" An Yin was slightly stunned, unable to react, what did he mean by this.

Before she could figure it out, she suddenly saw him bully, so fast that she didn't have time to dodge, and his body was pressed against the stone fence behind him, he quickly lowered his head and kissed her.

This time, instead of just gently touching her lips as he had done just now, he lipsed and tongued and attacked her with an almost ferocious attack.

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