In the dim room, he lay on the soft bed with peace of mind, looking at Quan Mochen who was under the possession.

She knew what was going to happen next.

In Quan Mochen's gentle and doting gaze, he closed his eyes with peace of mind.

Her hand was nervously into a fist, and she was a little resistant in her heart, but thinking of Quan Mochen's kindness to her, and thinking of what her grandfather said to her, she endured it and was willing to give herself to him.

In an ambiguous atmosphere, a natural kiss.

The moment the clothes fell off and the man's slender fingers touched her white thighs, Anxin instinctively panicked and struggled to push the man out of her body.

Quan Mochen, who was ready to fly, held her hand and pressed it on the bed, bowed his head and kissed her neck.

Anxin suddenly cried with a "wow".

"You let go of me! I don't want ......"

"I'm sorry." Quan Mochen suddenly sobered up, hurriedly let go of Anxin, and rushed into the bathroom.

There was the sound of rushing water from inside.

Anxin hugged his legs and curled up in fright in the corner of the bed, sobbing quietly.

At the last minute, she still repented.

More than half an hour later, Quan Mochen walked out of the bathroom again, and the atmosphere in the room was a little awkward.

"I'm sorry I scared you." Quan Mochen apologized very gentlemanly, "This won't happen in the future, you have a good rest." ”

An Xin hugged his legs and lowered his head, not daring to look him in the eyes.

Quan Mochen thought she was still scared, and reached out to comfort her, but Anxin instinctively dodged, and the man's hand suddenly stopped, "You rest first, I'll go out." ”

Hearing the sound of the door closing, Anxin raised his head.

She wasn't angry, just a little frightened.

Anxin remembered his brother who had not seen him for seven years.

She took her phone, clicked on her mailbox, and pressed the phone button to write a letter to her brother, who was on a mission overseas.

She often wrote letters to her brother and never dared to make a phone call, fearing that her calls would bring danger to his brother, who was on a mission overseas.

[Brother, I'm married, his name is Quan Mochen, he treats me well, and Aunt Ning and Uncle Han are also very good to me, and Ningxin takes care of me very well, everyone is very good to me, you don't have to worry about me, perform the task with peace of mind, I will take care of myself, brother, I miss you so much......]

Between the lines, there is a longing for his brother.

Quan Mochen looked at the email sent from the mailbox, his eyes were red.

That silly girl!

She was obviously deceived very badly, but she was afraid that her brother would be worried about being stubborn.

Quan Mochen felt even more distressed.

The night was getting deeper.

The whole villa is immersed in silence and is full of mystery.

The moonlight shone through the cracks in the blinds and shone on the sleeping little faces.

She still had her phone in her hand and fell asleep waiting for her brother's letter.

Quan Mochen sat on the edge of the bed and looked at her quietly, full of distress.

There is a painful color in the deep expression.

"I'm sorry." Quan Mochen whispered in pain, "I'm sorry......"

An Xin turned over, opened her eyes in a daze, as if she saw a dark shadow sitting on the edge of the bed, she shouted dreamily: "Brother, ......" and then closed her eyes and fell asleep.

Outside the room, Old Man Quan sat on the sofa in the living room with a cane, his coat draped.

Quan Mochen came out of the room at this time, "Grandpa, you haven't slept so late?" ”

"I'm old, I can't sleep." Old Man Quan sighed, "Why didn't you sleep so late?" ”

Quan Mochen was a little silent.

"Let's sit down and talk to grandpa." Old Man Quan's majestic face was full of kindness.

Quan Mochen sat down on the sofa opposite.

"It's been three years, it's time for you to let go." Old Man Quan said earnestly.