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"Stay away from me?"

"You always bully me, don't stay away, am I stupid?"

Qin Jian picked her chin, looked at it for a while, and squinted: "Why did I bully you?" ”

“……”

"Say!"

"Forget." That embarrassing picture, she was embarrassed to say.

"Then remember."

After saying that, Qin Jian pressed her on the wardrobe with one hand, buried his head down, and devoured her delicate lips fiercely.

The kiss that didn't play with skill was as domineering and raging as ever.

The clear smell of the man permeated the breath, with charm and inducement.

An Yin's hand supported his chest and pushed, but he grabbed his wrist and pressed it on top of his head, and his tall body pressed harder and harder against her.

He pried open her lips and invaded her mouth, so soft and sharp that she had nowhere to avoid it.

An Yin was dizzy from his kiss, and she was a little breathless.

"Hmm-"

An Yin tried to move, trying to dodge a little and let himself breathe a little easier, but the disparity in strength was too great, and his whole person was like an unstoppable copper wall, imprisoning him in front of him.

She could do nothing but endure his ferocious and cruel kisses.

It became more and more difficult to breathe, as if she was about to suffocate, but a fire seemed to be burning in her body, making her hotter and hotter, and all resistance became weak, and gradually a kind of indescribable emotion spread out in the panic and tension.

It was a long time before he let go of her, his forehead against hers, his breath lingering.

Knock knock, knock knock......

Each other's heartbeats were terrifyingly fast, as if they would jump out of their throats at any moment.

He stared at her, "I just like to bully you." ”

"......" An Yin's mind was confused and she was unable to answer.

Five minutes later, Qin Jian left the bedroom and went to the old man's side, An Yin returned to his room, lay on the bed, and buried his face in the pillow.

Her mind was full of kisses that were so hot that she blushed.

Bastard!

***

West Garden Living Room!

Qin Xiu slapped Liu Aijia in the face, knocking Liu Aijia to the ground.

Liu Aijia covered her face and looked at Qin Xiu, who was staring at her in confusion, "Why are you beating me?" ”

"Why?" Qin Xiu gritted his teeth and threw a stack of photos on Liu Aijia's face, "You did a good thing, I beat you lightly." ”

Liu Aijia picked up the photo from the ground, and on a rainy day, a man and a woman held an umbrella and hugged each other.

She paid for it, and then spent money to let the aunt who was engaged in the sanitation of the main house quietly put it on the old man's table.

"What's wrong with these photos?"

"What's wrong?"

"The third child's car has just been hit, and everyone is afraid of becoming a suspect and getting into trouble, and I have to walk around when I see him. At this time, you don't know how to keep to yourself, and you actually provoke him in the limelight, you think I didn't die fast enough, right? ”

"It's his business that he got into a car accident, but he and An Yin are true, why can't I expose them?"

"Debunking them? Then you'll have to use your brain, too. Just your pig's head, you can't do anything, and you can do all kinds of bad things. ”

"Now that the old man has seen the photo, didn't he let you check it? It shows that these photos have a purpose. ”

Qin Xiu was so stupid that Liu Aijia almost blew up his lungs: "Do you think the old man asked me to investigate the matter of Qin Jian and An Yin?" ”

"Isn't it?"

When the old man asked, Liu Aijia happened to be absent, and he didn't hear the old man's words, and when he came back, he heard that the old man asked Qin Xiu to check the photos, and he was secretly happy, thinking that this An Yin was dead.

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