Gu Feng reached into the bathtub in embarrassment, wanting to pick up Ming Yan.

But there was no one in the bathtub.

He turned around and rushed out of the bathroom, and saw Ming Yan sitting on the windowsill with her hands and knees folded, looking out of the window intently.

It turned out that she had already taken a shower.

Ming Yan was wearing a light pajamas, and her shoulder-length hair was not short, just like her wet eyes.

At this moment, Ming Yan is as beautiful as an angel, and the wild wind outside the window blows her pajamas to the sound of drumming. Her eyes were as clear as a lake, but there was no trace of life.

The panic in Gu Feng's heart became heavier and heavier, and for some reason, a terrible premonition rose in his heart.

If she was allowed to sit like this again, would she jump directly from the window and escape from his confinement completely?

He became more and more panicked, and he couldn't help but tell her the truth.

"Xiao Yan, be good, come down."

"Song Qingrou and I are actually not ......"

But Ming Yan didn't hear what he said at all, and suddenly turned around, like an agile kitten.

Suddenly, he jumped into his arms.

Her pajamas slowly slipped down, and her skin was smeared with a lot of lotion, fragrant and smelling good.

She crossed her legs around his waist like a coquettish little animal.

With his hands around his neck, his moist lips took the initiative to come up, and then kissed him passionately.

Gu Feng was completely stunned.

He narrowed his eyes and wrapped his hands around her waist, responding to her enthusiasm.

Since reuniting with Ming Yan, she has never been so active and enthusiastic.

Her small hand rested on his chest, rubbing slowly.

With each touch, his muscles tightened.

"Xiao Yan."

Gu Feng carried her to the bed, put her down gently, and slowly kissed her eyebrows greedily.

At this moment, he felt like he was back in the past, when his Xiao Yan was also so enthusiastic, so lively and simple.

In this moment, he even forgot about her betrayal, their child who was killed, and the indifference he had received for so many years.

"Hmm, Xiao Yan."

Gu Feng kissed her delicate earlobe and whispered in her ear.

Hoarseness.

"Figured it out, huh? Be so obedient in the future, don't keep a wooden face, always want to provoke me. Just behave, don't make a fuss all the time. I'm going to hurt you, you know? ”

Ming Yan couldn't speak, and seemed to nod.

But there was a tear in his eyes, which melted with the sweat on his skin.

Two hours later.

There was a sweet smell throughout the bedroom.

There were broken buttons all over the ground, as well as clothes that had been torn to shreds by Gu Feng.

Ming Yan was like an obedient and well-behaved doll, quietly nestling on Gu Feng's vigorous chest.

His hair was muddy, his palm-sized face was flushed, and his whole body was covered with traces of love.

Gu Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he reached out and slowly stroked her hair.

The more than two hours he and her had just been drenched really made him too intoxicated.

I was so drunk that I hallucinated.

It's like he and Ming Yan have gone back in time, everything goes back in time, like she didn't betray him at all.

In fact, as long as she kept pretending like this, he also pretended to forget the hatred in his heart.

The two of them just pretended to be a loving couple, as if nothing had happened.

It's not impossible.

As long as she is obedient like this.

But just as the two were quietly and affectionately hugging each other, the maid outside cautiously knocked on the door.

"Young master, Miss Song seems to be frightened today and has a fever."

Song Qingrou is a distinguished guest that Gu Feng has asked to take care of, and now that she is sick, the servants dare not delay and not report it.