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Qin Jian parked the car in the garage, didn't care about An Yin, and got out of the car by himself.

An Yin took a strong breath and returned to the East Pavilion, facing his stinky temper that could occur at any time, and he had to be worried about being discovered, it was better to be quiet here, at least less worried.

When I opened the door and got out of the car, I closed the door, and suddenly there was a soft "ding" of a metal lighter behind me.

She subconsciously turned around, Qin Jian's tall and long body was behind her, he lowered his head and lit a cigarette, then raised his eyes, stared at her with dark eyes, and saw her from above.

As his gaze swept by, An Yin felt like a cold wind pouring into his skin, and it was completely cold.

The dress on her body is not revealing, but the shape of the large neckline is just right to reveal a pair of delicate snow-white collarbones, and there is a touch of light red on it that has not completely disappeared, which is particularly seductive.

The close-fitting fabric is thin and slippery.

He could even imagine the taste of her delicate skin under his palm, and his dark eyes darkened suddenly.

An Yin had a feeling of being attacked by a wolf by her prey, her whole body was numb, she took a deep breath, let her look calm, and walked forward, just wanting to disappear from sight as soon as possible.

But then, with a tightening of his wrist, he was vigorously pushed to the car behind him, and the man's tall and sturdy body leaned over.

An Yin was about to withdraw his hand, but his hands were easily clasped by his one hand, folded up on the top of his head, and the bewitching and graceful curves loomed under the thin skirt.

He looked down at her with an expressionless face, like a wild beast dying and struggling under its claws, but in no hurry to eat it.

She struggled tired, slightly open lips panting, but here he overshadowed hers, his breath warm on her face.

Familiar and genuine feelings surrounded her, and she looked at him feebly, his eyes only her reflection, only her.

"It hurts—" Her injuries were almost healed, but not all of them, her hands folded above her head, and her shoulders still hurt.

His hand holding her wrist relaxed slightly, but he took the opportunity to force his way in, eagerly, tossing and turning.

She pushed him, but he tightened her rope.

He eagerly sucked her fragrance, and his breath robbed her of her breath domineeringly, and his palms were hot like a soldering iron, and wherever he was burned, there was a burning pain.

An Yin thought of Twilight Jiayin, and suddenly became afraid, not afraid of him, but afraid of the frenzy he brought her to make her sink deeply, she knew that once she fell, she really couldn't find herself again.

Her refusal made him more fierce and domineering.

The dress slipped on the ground......

After a long time!

He carried the woman who was so tired that she fainted, left the garage, and entered the villa.

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An Yin slept until he woke up in the middle of the night, his body was warm, and the man's body with his back was strong and warm.

Qin Jian lowered his head and kissed her on the top of the head, "Awake?" ”

An Yin was busy trying to continue pretending to be asleep, but her instantly frozen back betrayed her.

"When you wake up, get up and eat." Qin Jian let go of her, got up, got off the ground, dragged the nightgown at the head of the bed, and put it on.

Anyin didn't eat dinner, and was tossed by him like that, she was really hungry, and when she saw the man turn around to look at her, all of a sudden his eyes met hers.

His eyes were as dark and cold as ever.

She knew that even if she starved herself to death, she couldn't draw a line with him.

An Yin went downstairs and went to the restaurant.

Three fluffy little ones lunged at her.

No matter how bored An Yin was, the moment she saw these three little guys, she also laughed.

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