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The fragrance is faintly similar to the smell on her body, but it is different.

The fragrance on that woman's body makes people feel peaceful and comfortable.

And her ...... An Yin blushed.

Also, who is the boy who calls the woman's mother and the girl's sister?

If she was the girl who fell into the tree pit, then did she have an older brother?

But why didn't my mother mention it once?

An Yin has been watching for a long time, and her eyes are a little tired.

Putting the beads under the pillow, not thinking about the wooden beads, the appearance of Qin Jian tied to the cellar came to his mind again.

Anyin thought about the last time he had an illness.

The twilight images of that night lingering with him came flooding back.

An Yin's heart was pounding, and her face was like a fire, and the fire burned to the root of her ears at once, and it was hot.

Suddenly, the picture changed.

It's still a cellar, it's still a crazy entanglement of men and women.

But in a woman who is held tightly by a man, it is not her......

An Yin's heart was stabbed like a scorpion, and the pain was so painful that she almost suffocated.

The heavy manly atmosphere, the can't help but moan, all kinds of red-faced voices sounded in her ears, and the voices became louder and louder, making her almost crazy.

An Yin hugged her head and buried her face in the pillow.

Don't think, don't think!

They are an unmarried couple, and it is natural to be together.

Anyin, you are in your third year of high school, and if you want to go to college in the United States, you must have excellent grades, and you don't have the time to think about things that have nothing to do with you.

Turn off the lights, close your eyes, and just hope to be able to fall asleep without thinking about all that mess.

After a long time.

An Yin was woken up by a heavy suppression, and her chest was full of breath.

When I opened my eyes, I suddenly met a pair of narrow eyes that glowed with glazed brilliance.

An Yin's brain was agitated, and the whole person froze.

Qin Jian?

Is it a dream?

It must be a dream.

An Yin pinched herself hard.

Pain!

The handsome face of the man in front of him did not disappear.

An Yin was agitated and came to his senses.

"Awake?" Qin Jian's voice was hoarse.

"You're not with Sister Twilight, why are you here?" She thought so, and asked.

It's not that Twilight can suppress his genes, why are his eyes still red?

Is it because Twilight is not the best for use, or does it need a recovery process?

Also, since he was already with Twilight, why did he come to her, he came to her, so where was Twilight?

Tired and asleep?

This conclusion made her heart clench violently, and she was a little breathless.

Qin Jian looked at her ever-changing eyes, didn't say a word, slowly lowered his head, and kissed her.

As soon as An Yin thought that he had only done it with Twilight Jiayin, she felt a chill.

"No—"

An Yin pushed his shoulders and turned his head, his kiss fell short, but his heart was pounding.

When she signed the contract with him, she thought she had thought it through, and when he asked her for it, she thought she could accept it calmly with a trading mentality.

But when she thought of Twilight, the moment he approached her, she instinctively repulsed.

At the same time of rejection, there is also a heart-eating pain.

She couldn't stop him.

"I'm so terrible in your eyes?"

Qin Jian frowned, staring at her closely, his eyes gradually became cold, and his dark red eyes were like rubies soaked in ice water in winter, cold to the bone.

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