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In Anyin's sleep, she only felt that her body was terrible, she inhaled hard, and her breathing was a little unsmooth, but the little air she inhaled was full of her familiar manly breath.

Masculine, yet seductive

She moved her fingers, the warm, clean sheets under her hand, and reached out to touch the warm, firm body of a man.

In his ears was the man's even and long breathing.

When I opened my eyes, it was pitch black in front of me, and when I turned my head and looked out the window, there was already a glimmer of light in the sky.

She pressed her hands, trying to push away the heavy body of the man who was pressing on her, but instead of getting down from her, he tightened his arms and brought her closer under him, and his waist slowly sank and began to move slowly.

Then the strangeness in her body instantly dissolved, and she realized that he was still in her body.

An Yin's body froze instantly and looked up.

The man's palm clasped the back of her head, and his lips pressed against her forehead.

She couldn't take it.

"Qin Jian......"

"Don't move."

His voice was low and hoarse, but there was an indescribable softness.

She looked up at his face, which was so close.

At this time, there was no moonlight, and the room was dark.

But as she got used to the darkness, she found that he had his eyes closed, as if he was about to fall asleep.

She flinched back, trying to avoid the uncomfortable fit.

"Don't move, I'm tired......"

An Yin was stunned.

She knew how good his physical strength was, and even if he tossed her all night without rest, he wouldn't be tired like this.

Could it be that he hasn't slept in the past few days when he has been out?

An Yin stopped moving, trying to relax herself and adapt to the heavy overburden on her body.

He hugged her tightly and sank down until he was completely submerged, without any gaps with her, and then fell back into a deep sleep.

An Yin was sore, but she didn't feel sleepy.

Yu stared at the man in front of him in the dark.

As time passed, the sky grew brighter and brighter, and the man's face became clearer.

His cheeks were thin, but well-defined and three-dimensional.

The eyebrows are thick and neat, without a trace of mess, as if cut out with a paper cutter, the eyes are closed, the eyeliner is very long, the arc is particularly beautiful, the thick long eyelashes below cast a dark shadow on the cheeks, the nose bridge is straight, high and straight, and the lips are thin, but sexy and seductive.

This man is so handsome, he is a demon.

I don't know how many women fantasize about sleeping with him all day long.

However, no one knew that he was a demon, and when he fell in love with him, he was in purgatory, bruised and bruised, but there was nowhere to escape.

An Yin thought of the old man's words for a while, and then thought of his mother who was still in the United States, and then thought of the poison on his body, and his monster who didn't know what it was, and then thought of his only antidote - Twilight Jiayin.

It's a mess in my heart, but I can't figure it out.

I don't know how long it took, my eyelids were so sour that I couldn't open them, and I closed my eyes and slept lightly for a while.

When she woke up again, the heaviness on her body was gone.

She took a deep breath, and her whole body hurt terribly, but her breathing was smooth.

The fingers moved, not touching the man's hot and strong body.

She tried to reach out, but it didn't work.

When I opened my eyes, she was the only one on the bed.

She just breathed a sigh of relief, but felt a gaze stop at her.

She turned her head and saw the man sitting on the edge of the bed looking at her, her breath couldn't help but choke, and she subconsciously closed her eyes.

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