On the weekend, Yin Qianyue put down all the entertainment, bought fresh vegetables and fruits, and came to Yang Moran's villa.

The two are like a couple in love, having a barbecue in the garden and swimming in the pool; Let's go into the kitchen together to cook and lie on the floor and listen to music.

Yang Moran was intoxicated, he felt that he had worked hard for so many years, and what he wanted was such a life.

In the evening, Yin Qianyue made a table of meals.

Yang Moran hugged her from behind and smiled dotingly, "I didn't expect my little princess to cook."

"Let you taste it. But I have to say it first, and if I think it's not good, I must tell the truth, so that I can have room for improvement."

Yin Qianyue pressed the tip of Yang Moran's nose, this intimate action made Yang Moran's whole heart melt.

The two chatted while eating, Yin Qianyue drank a few glasses of wine and sat on Yang Moran's lap drunkenly.

Her initiative made Yang Moran's blood boil suddenly. In his mind, he involuntarily remembered the last time the two of them were sympathetic.

Yang Moran hugged Yin Qianyue's waist, and his palms gradually tightened. "Qianyue, do you know...... I think about you every day."

Yang said silently and leaned towards Yin Qianyue's cheek.

Yin Qianyue stretched out her hand to cover his mouth, her eyes swept upstairs, and she said shyly and charmingly, "I don't want to ...... in the living room."

Yang Moran understood, immediately picked her up, and walked towards the room.

The two entered the room, and Yin Qianyue instigated Yang to go in and take a bath.

After taking a shower, Yang Moran found that the room was dark again, and Yin Qianyue suddenly hugged her from behind.

Her face pressed against his back, her long hair sweeping across his skin.

"What's wrong?" Yang Moran held Yin Qianyue's hand and asked.

"Silently, this time...... I don't want you to take pills."

Yin Qianyue's words made Yang Moran's heart sink suddenly.

He was a little embarrassed.

"If you take too much medicine, it will hurt your body. So I thought...... Blindfold you. We...... Take your time, okay?"

Yang Moran was secretly grateful to Yin Qianyue for her thoughtfulness and understanding.

Without waiting for him to agree, Yin Qianyue took out the black cloth prepared in advance and blindfolded him.

In fact, all the lights in the room were turned off, the curtains were drawn to death, and his original vision ability was already very weak.

Yin Qianyue took Yang Moran's hand and sat on the bed, and Yang Moran couldn't wait to pounce.

"Eh, don't worry. I'm going to take a shower. Don't peek at me. Wait for me for five minutes."

With that, Yin Qianyue walked away.

Time is getting hard.

Yang Moran was lying on the bed, and suddenly, he smelled a faint fragrance of flowers, a soft and boneless hand was on his shoulder, and someone snuggled into his arms.

This fragrance is the same as last time.

"Thousand Joy ......"

Before Yang Moran could finish speaking, his mouth was gagged by warm lips.

He turned passive into active and pressed the woman under him.

This time, he really didn't have the same situation as before.

Soon, a red-faced voice came from the curtain.

Yin Qianyue stood aside and smiled coldly, and quietly left the room under the cover of darkness.

She turned off the surveillance like last time and opened the door of the study with Yang Moran's fingerprints.

She went straight to the safe and tried to open it. ap.

Before coming, Yin Qianyue did enough homework.

She searched the Internet for the manufacturer of this insurance and consulted a professional lock picking expert.

However, after all, she has no experience, and she only relies on those theoretical knowledge to open such a delicate lock, and she really looks down on those designers.

Yin Qianyue was patient, tried again and again, and couldn't help but sweat profusely.

suddenly

The watch on his wrist vibrate.

This was the code she had agreed with the woman.

The watch vibrate, indicating that Yang Moran was almost done.

She had to rush back before Yang Moran turned on the lights.

Yin Qianyue couldn't help but curse in her heart.

"It's useless, it's over in less than twenty minutes."

She was not happy, but she did not dare to delay too much, hung up the painting covering the safe, and hurried back to the room.

It was still dark in the room, and she heard Yang Moran's gasps.

She pressed her watch, and the woman punched out of the curtain.

"Qianyue, where are you going?" Yang Moran asked in a low voice.

Yin Qianyue immediately stepped forward and stood beside the bed, calmed down her inner emotions, and said coquettishly: "Where can I go, of course, to wash, otherwise I will be covered in sweat, how uncomfortable will it be?"

When she was sure that the woman was leaving, she turned on the lamp and took off the blindfolded black cloth for Yang Moran.

Yang Moran's vision was a little blurry, and after getting used to it for a while, he looked at Yin Qianyue who was standing in front of him in red pajamas, raised his eyebrows, and held her hand tightly.

"Don't be in such a hurry, maybe there's another one."

Yin Qianyue felt disgusted and pulled her hand back. "Do you want to kill me? Don't make a fuss, I'll have to go back later?"

"Can't you stay?"

Yang Moran pulled Yin Qianyue back and hugged her in his arms.

"I still have a video conference to go, so I'm ......."

Before Yin Qianyue's words were finished, all the lights in the room turned on.

Neither of them reacted, and the lights began to flicker again.

Yin Qianyue had a vague sense of foreboding.

"Don't be afraid, I'll go out and have a look."

Yang Moran put on a pajama and walked out, just opened the door, his body stiffened, and then stepped back step by step.

Yin Qianyue was slightly stunned.

She saw two stout men with hoods and only two eyes walking in, one of whom used a sharp dagger against Yang Moran's chest.

Their eyes swept around, and finally, they fixed on Yin Qianyue's body.

Yin Qianyue suddenly felt a chill down her spine, and hurriedly pulled the quilt to wrap herself.

"What do you want?"

Yang Moran asked twice in succession, but the other party did not respond, so he asked again in English.

Yin Qianyue carefully observed the two of them.

She noticed that the two had slin-like bulges on their chests and appeared to be wearing Bluetooth on their ears.

In other words, their every move is being watched or instructed by others.

They are the executors, and behind them, there is at least one more person.

What would you say?

Just when Yin Qianyue's mind was rapidly spinning how to get out, the big man with the dagger punched Yang Moran in the lower abdomen.

Yang Moran curled up in a ball under the severe pain.

Yin Qianyue watched quietly, and the hand hidden in the quilt was clenched into a fist.

Fight, keep fighting.

She glared at the big man fiercely, why should she stop, as long as she didn't kill him, she would have to hit him a few more times.