In the early morning, just after dawn, a few soft and hazy rays of sky light poured into the intarsia bedroom through the lattice shed with roses.

The air was filled with the refreshing scent of flowers, mixed with the silver scent of a night of stands.

On the bed, a girl surrounded by a young man, a slender figure looming in the gold-rimmed quilt.

On the pure and beautiful face, the red halo that has not faded has not faded, and there is a faint halo in the skylight, which looks light and graceful.

A breeze blew and lifted the black hair that fell on her shoulders, and the red marks on her shoulder blades bloomed like cherry blossoms.

An Qin opened his eyes, and his clear pupils reflected his handsome and good-looking face, which looked like a perfect marble statue in the soft light, faintly carrying a luster that was not like all that of the human world.

However, in the next second, An Qin's nerves suddenly tensed.

She just moved, and the tearing pain immediately made her tremble slightly.

Her eyes widened, and her face was a big bewilderment!

What's going on?

Why did she lie in bed with a strange man? Where is this?

Her mind was chaotic with the man's scorching heat.

Images of memories flashed through her mind like a movie playing: parties, strangely smelling champagne, a body as hot as a fire, and her friend Song Xueyan who helped her to her room......

Song Xueyan.

Her heart felt like it had been stung by a poisonous scorpion.

Her former closest friend sold her, drugged her, and called the man.

She dragged her hot and weak body and ran away while Song Xueyan was not paying attention, and bumped into the man in front of her on the way, she asked him for help at the time, and then ......

The girl's pale fingers suddenly tightened the quilt under her, and tears of grievance swirled in her eyes.

The man holding her moved, An Qin was startled, and the tears that didn't have time to flow out were swallowed back into her abdomen. This kind of scene is so ugly that she doesn't even know how to face this strange man who has sex with her.

Before the man could open his eyes, she panicked and buried half of her face in the pillow and closed her eyes again.

A powerful sense of oppression spreads throughout the space as the man wakes up.

She was like a pillow being held tighter in the arms of a man.

With a burning kiss little by little roamed her forehead, her lips, and her neck, gently but with a danger signal.

An Qin's veins were scorched, and the ambiguity was like a dense net wrapping her tightly.

Her heart was beating violently, and even the half-buried snort in the pillow was slightly heavier.

Endure-

The lingering images of the two lingered in her mind, and the desire to survive prompted her to continue pretending to be asleep.

It was only a few seconds, and it seemed like half a century to her, and the man finally let go of her and rolled over and got out of bed with a light turn.

An Qin cautiously opened his eyes slightly, peeking through the falling hair.

What crashed into his eyes was an incomparably beautiful picture, and the gentle sunlight shone on him, outlining his slender figure and thin waist.

Just for a moment, the man turned gracefully and went around the end of the bed and into the bathroom next door.

She heard the sound of the bath door shut, followed by the faint sound of running water.

The man is bathing.

An Qin's nerves, which were about to break, finally relaxed a little, she sat up with her hands on the soft bed, quickly glanced at the luxuriously decorated room, endured the discomfort of her body and got out of bed, picked up the skirt that was thrown on the ground and put it on her body......

……

In front of the window, Leng Qianxing looked down at the girl who walked through the garden and fled from a high place like a falcon, with an unfinished smile on the corner of her mouth.

Roland, who had been avoiding her, appeared, stood outside the door, and confirmed softly to the man who was facing the light: "Young master, do you want to give her a ride?" ”

"Excuse me," the man's voice was magnetic and good, but it was extremely cold. "I want all the information about her."

A stunned light flashed in Roland's eyes, the young master had never been interested in any woman, it was abnormal enough for him to bring that girl back for the night last night, and now he still has to understand the other party.

Heh, is that a good thing?

A little joy replaced the previous stunned, and Roland quietly responded and retreated.

……

The final of the 'Neon Fashion' World Fashion Design Competition was held at the Magic City Fashion Center, and An Qin, who had finally stopped a taxi from the suburbs, was stopped by the staff.

Her purse was left in her hotel room, and her admission pass was in it.

"The game is about to start, I'm one of the finalists, please be accommodating and let me in." She identified herself to the staff.

"No, you have to ......"

"Anqin-" The staff still insisted, and a girl with a pure appearance and harmless people and animals ran out of the building with a small high heel. "Oh my God, where did you run away one night, worried about me!"

The girl is none other than An Qin's friend Song Xueyan.

She ran over and grabbed An Qin's arm, anxious and concerned.

If it weren't for hearing the content of her and An Chen's phone call, An Qin would definitely be moved and grateful for her friend's concern, but at this time, the other party's concern was just a play, and the hypocrisy was disgusting.

This international competition was particularly important to An Qin, and she forcibly endured the grievances and anger in her heart and took Song Xueyan's hand away.

"It's almost time for the game to start, and I've got to get in right away." She said.

Song Xueyan still wanted to ask, but she could still see the subtle look on An Qin's face, she accepted it with interest, and hurriedly took out the admission card from her bag.

Successfully passed, An Qin rushed to the backstage in three steps and two steps.

Just around the corner, she crashed into a man's arms, and the faint scent of sandalwood entangled her like a poisonous snake on the tip of her nose.

She didn't have time to stabilize herself, so she instinctively stepped back, trying to keep her distance from the man.

However, a large, powerful hand clasped her arm like pincers, pulling her closer again.

"Where did you go?" The cold questioning slashed into her eardrum like a knife, and before she raised her head, An Chen's cold face collided, and the tips of their noses touched together.

His disgruntled breath spewed down her face, and a powerful sense of oppression overwhelmed her, and she was almost overwhelmed there.

An Chen's patience had long been worn out due to her disappearance, and before he could wait for a timely answer, he yelled at her as if no one else was there: "Do you know how anxious I am? ”

Deprivation, betrayal, grievance, anger...... An Qin's face became worse and worse, and his eyes were filled with a thicker and thicker black haze, like a suffocating inky cloud before a summer rainstorm, in which a faint light struggled to rise and rise, and then desperately extinguished.

(The new book is officially serialized, the male and female protagonists are physically and mentally clean, 1V1.) Welcome new and old readers to enter the pit, ask for collections, and recommend tickets! )