"Hmm......"

Zhong Yinian's eyes widened, her lips hurt, and she faintly tasted a hint of fishy sweetness between her mouths, she struggled to no avail, and finally closed her eyes and suffered silently.

His kiss, with domineering possession, with fishy sweet plunder.

After a long time, he let go of her red and swollen lips.

Zhong Yinian had mist in his eyes and looked at him worriedly.

The tall Adam's apple slid up and down, and the magnetic sound rippled throughout the living room.

"I'm counting three now, and you didn't leave within three minutes, then...... You don't want to run away from me for the rest of your life. ”

"One!"

"Two!"

"Zhong Yinian! You don't have a chance to regret it! You're mine! ”

"Hmm......"

Pei Muchen kissed the delicate lips again, not giving her a chance to escape, and he didn't have the courage to shout.

Many years later, Zhong Tuzi was very glad to say to Pei Muchen, but fortunately she didn't turn around and leave.

And Pei Muchen just smiled and didn't answer, back then...... If she chooses to turn away, he should suppress it by force......

"Uncle Pei......"

Zhong Yinian beat Pei Muchen's chest with less and less strength in his little hands, and the lack of oxygen made her face flush and her brain was blank, and she didn't know what day it was.

"Huh?"

Gently let go of her lips, and the wings of her nose were filled with the hot breath she exhaled.

"I'm sorry ......"

Zhong Yinian gasped lowly, listening to his heavy breathing, and she buried her head in his heaving chest.

Pei Muchen lowered his head and kissed her neck, the gauze tinging him, reminding him of his poor protection.

"Will you give it to me?"

He gently cupped her cheeks, felt the warmth of her face, and spoke in a low voice.

When Pei Muchen didn't give Zhong Yinian a reaction, he lazily carried her to the master bedroom.

Gently put her into the huge gray bed, lowered his head and kissed her delicate lips, her faint gasp in his ear, his eyes full of light desire.

"I don't want to wait any longer."

His words lingered in his ears, and Zhong Yinian opened his hazy eyes and looked at his handsome face in front of him.

"Do you remember what happened on Maple Leaf Avenue in City D on July 23rd six years ago?"

Zhong Yinian was stunned!

Six years ago on July 23rd?

She suddenly fell into a memory—

On July 23, 6 years ago, on the 23rd day of the summer vacation of the first year of high school, her father registered his marriage with a strange woman without telling her.

"Dad, I'm your daughter, why don't I know anything?"

Father Zhong frowned: "Xiao Nian, be good, obedient, she will be your mother in the future." ”

"It's not!"

Zhong Yinian yelled, tears streaming down his face.

"She's not, Dad, have you forgotten Mom? Mommy will be back! ”

Zhong Yinian pushed away the woman's outstretched hand, hating the person's hypocritical smile.

"Your mother, she's dead!"

Zhong Yinian stared at his red eyes and glared at Father Zhong.

"Not really! Not at all! ”

Crying and rushing out of the door, she ran out frantically, and then came to Maple Leaf Avenue.

Just as she was crouching under a tree and crying, suddenly there was a gunshot!

She was caught up in a shootout, something she will never forget, something she will never forget.

A black gun was pointed at her forehead, and her eyes widened in fear, she thought she was going to die

"Bang!"

A gunshot rang out, and it wasn't her who fell, but the man who held the gun to her forehead.

A strange uncle rescued her......

When she woke up again, she was in the hospital.

That year, the Maple Avenue incident was a sensation, and I heard that it was a triad fight, and no one survived the scene except her.

"You're that uncle?"

Zhong Yinian brushed aside Pei Muchen's unruly hands and looked at his eyes seriously, no wonder she always felt that these eyes were very familiar.

But doesn't it mean that there was no living mouth in that shootout?

Pei Muchen nodded and hummed softly.

Gently brushed her loose hair, and lowered his head to imprint a kiss on her forehead.

"I'm glad that I was cold-blooded back then and saved you."